On the way home from Seven Springs we noticed a sign for the Flight 93 Memorial. It was only about 45 minutes from where we were getting on the highway and actually was in the direction we were heading. I had planned to ride up to it on my bike the last few seasons, but I glad I waited until the official national memorial was completed. It was a crisp morning, but actually very beautiful (pictures from my Iphone). there was a long ride in from the turn off the highway to the visitor center, but the landscape is quite striking. Once there the place was very somber and held a certain energy. Somber much like a cemetery or a church at night. I was struck by the pictures and names of the passengers and crew memorialized at the site. To see them and who they were struck home to me the sacrifice they made in stopping the terrorists from carrying out their plan. the thinking was they would try and hit the capital building. Having been to this site and ground zero (and actually driven by the Pentagon) this one had the most impact on me. I guess the other sites, even though it was closer to time of when it happened, still had life going on around them. The traffic and noise of the cities, but this place was quiet as if in respect for what occurred there. I left a little sad but with a better appreciation for those on flight 93.
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