Sometimes…this is the best time of the day at the airport. Sun low, heat faded, and no winds… plus you often have the pattern to yourself. I remember many times, just around sunset, I would taxi out and enjoy the solitude of the skies. Most of my evening flights were out of Hayward, and the routine would be to depart Runway 28L, turning downwind towards Coyote Hills and the SF Bay, circling the “sunken ship” and then returning for a few touch and go’s. Best part, the sun would be just below the horizon, so you were not flying directly into the glare.