Yes, the pictures are great, but the pilots are greatest.
A few years ago after descending Mt Whitney in winter I went (as usually) to Death Valley. Somewhere on the way, I set my camera on the tripod to take a picture of the Sierra. I looked through the camera to compose the shot and suddenly something big flew into my frame. I was so surprised/scared that instead of taking a picture I looked up to see the creature and got scared again of a quickly passing above my head jet with threatening noise. Well, they got me.
The next day or so, while driving back to Lone Pine, a threatening noise passed me from behind and the jet quickly disappeared in front of my car. They got me again. I loved that experience. Thanks for providing me such excitements.
Also a few years ago I had another experience with jets, this time at the Air Force in Medford, OR. I was let to get as close as possible to lunching jets to take pictures. The plains, one after another, were taking off the ground in front of me. The noise and vibration were so huge that my tripod fell apart. Yes the metal frame broke. I was afraid that my camera lens was going to break too, but it survived. I survived to the end too. It was scary, but, again, I loved the experience.
On many other occasions I've seen these pilots doing amazing things in the sky, also in San Francisco. They are very, very talented and skilled. They are the best!