Images and comments from the riders will be posted here on a daily basis. We are also maintaining a mileage log for those of you who would like to meet up with the team and ride along. This will give you an idea of what to expect as far as pace is concerned.

Current Ride Status (05/09 - Current)
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Ride Status Archive Page 02 (04/04 - 04/06)
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Post Ride:

Arriving "back East" after the Ride and being able to "take it all in", we all got not just a sense of accomplishment but of having tried to "make a difference". We told the story of 33 brave airline crewmembers; we told the story of September 11, 2001; we told of the need to take politics out of getting the 3 memorials of 9/11 built; and most importantly we told America how the family members are "getting on with their lives in this post 9/11 world". Imagine six total strangers each with their own sense of individuality, their own vanity, their own egos, and most importantly, their own reason for joining the Airline Ride Across America coming together as one. Not as a team but as a family. Imagine for a minute (if you can) the heat, the sweat, the winds, the cold, the wetness of the rain, the pain, and the loneliness that we experienced; it is the experience of one, not individually but of the six of us together. A rarity. The evening of our return, at the "post Ride" dinner (can also be known as the Last Supper), we all knew that it would we never be the same again. The six of us (Rob, Paul, Marc, Bobby, Sheri, and Tom) saw the diversity that makes the United States what it is and why others want to live here; we saw and experienced the support of the American public as we crossed 14 states, traveled over 3700 miles, and stopped in cities both big and small telling these stories. None of this would have been possible were it not for something bigger than the six of us: it was Chic, John, Tom, Bobbi, Jeff, Sara, Karen, Kathy, Dianne, Amy, and Ken and Jennifer, Michael, Robert, Amy Jarret, Amy King, Kathryn, Al, Michael, Alicia, Wanda, Sandy, Lorraine, Jason, Leroy, Cee Cee, Deborah, Renee, Betty, Jean, Vic, David, and Michele watching over us and making sure that we not just finished and told "their" story but also told the stories of the rest of the 3000 and how best to remember their stories: the Memorials in Shanksville, in New York, and at the Pentagon.

May 9:

The day began under high overcast skies (no rain expected); this day, is a special day it as marks the end of Ride to Washington, symbolizes the "return journey" of the fallen crewmembers and we are expecting many more riders. As we were getting our things together, we all commented on how short today’s ride is (43 miles) and what will be do afterwards. Will we ride more that day? Will we hurry home to family and friends? When will re ride on a bike again? Today, we rode for Michele Heidenberger; we were joined by members of her family (Dick, Steve, Betsy) and friends of Michele who rode, as well as, Don and Donna Charlebois (David’s brother and sister-in-law). Jonathan, the teenager who met us outside of Allentown, Pa even joined us for the last day. Sgt. Larry Goldstein (our escort through Maryland) arrived at the Hampton with a motorcade of Maryland State Troopers and after the dedication by Rob, we were on our way. Leaving Columbia, we were "mixing it up" with commuters heading off to work in D.C. and we all were wondering if the knew "what was up". We’d find out sooner or later! Riding through Clarksville, we experienced another high: the entire school of River Hill High (300+) stood along Rt. 108 with flags and signs, waving at us and acknowledging our Ride across the country. Quite the thrill! Crossing into our last county (Montgomery) before D.C., we went by an elementary school and they outdid the kids at River Hill: after so many days away seeing about 50 grade schoolers (age 6- 9) making more noise of encouragement and support as we passed: most of us lost it! As we continued, we knew we were getting closer to Washington: traffic (it was at a standstill). Larry, as usual, came through for us with his typical expeditious "hand signs" and in no time we were on the main thoroughfare into Washington. Picture: over 70 cyclists going down Connecticut Avenue with a motorcycle escort and "blowing" through intersections; the locals of Chevy Chase standing on the curb thought: is the President in that group? At Chevy Chase Circle we said goodbye to Larry and the D.C. Metro Police took over; having spent 2 days with Larry, he set the bar very high with respect to the escorts. In Washington, we stopped by ALPA headquarters to receive a donation ($12K) from their President. We had passed the building and had to go back (picture: 70 cyclists, a 30" RV, and 5 cars making a U turn on Massachusetts Avenue) and after the presentation it was off to the US Capitol for a break. There we met with Bill Van Horne from Congressmen Cardin’s office, had some lunch, and relaxed. Sadly, because of the lobbying scandals and investigations taking place no, Congressman or Senator wanted to be seen with us. You’d think we had some kind of disease! The last two miles of the Ride were very special: riding down Independence Avenue past the White House, past several Memorials (Viet Nam and Lincoln) and on to the Memorial Bridge where we were greeted by a welcoming committee of airline employees waving flags and "high fiveing" us! Arriving at the Pentagon (the skies had cleared, not a cloud in sight), we were greeted by SecDef. Rumsfeld and Deputy Sec. Gordon England; both made comments welcoming us and praised out efforts to bring attention to the 3 memorials of September 11, 2001 by our having ridden across the country and telling the story of the 33 crewmembers who perished that day. At the end, as we all went our separate ways, we were struck by the thought: we started on a crisp clear day filled with a blue sky and we ended on a similar day: think we were being watched over? Each of us thanked Michele for getting us through the day safely just as Chic, John, Tom, Bobbi, Jeff, Sara, Karen, Kathy, Dianne, Amy, and Ken and Jennifer, Michael, Robert, Amy Jarret, Amy King, Kathryn, Al, Michael, Alicia, Wanda, Sandy, Lorraine, Jason, Leroy, Cee Cee, Renee, Betty, Jean, Vic, and David had in the days and weeks before.

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