Which was itself delayed over an hour. And then there was a traffic jam on the taxiways to which I could listen on United's "From the Cockpit" channel. Apparently winds got so high that planes couldn't take off from the runways where they were queued. Pilots were complaining to the tower that they'd burned off all of their taxi fuel. At one point, ground control told everyone queued to go west (including us), "shut your engines off and park 'em; nobody's going anywhere." The pilot even told people that they could get up and use the lavatories, and the flight attendants came around giving out water. After another fifteen or twenty minutes, the winds abated and we got under way. I got back to SFO maybe two hours late, and then it was another two hours to get home to Fremont.
Now I am going to do a very minimal unpacking because I have to be up earlier than I would like in order to go to the SFSFC Board of Directors meeting in Felton.