Back in the late 80s I used to go cycling between Earthquake Park and Point Woronzof Park in Anchorage. Part of the bike trail went around the end of runway 33. In those days most international traffic between the US and Asia stopped to refuel at PANC/ANC, so rather frequently one could dally around the bike path and watch 747s take off almost directly overhead. I wouldn't use the word "lumber," either, but they just seemed to very majestically float away. Quite impressive, and I loved the sound.
I've always enjoyed being SLF on one, especially the upper deck. Now I can barely remember the last time I've been on one. Probably EVA or maybe NWA, certainly more than 10 years ago. A very lovable and memorable bird in any case.