In 2007, my Mom, Dad, Roger Brul (at the time an instructor pilot for Boston Helicopters), and I flew the route my brother and the others were on the night he crashed. I got to do most of the flying. We went in a R-44. We landed at Barnstable Airport, the last place the crew was trying to reach, and took a taxi to the crash site and marker. It was a very emotional day, but also, at least for me, answered a lot of questions. I tried to add a picture of us at Barnstable, but I couldn't get it to upload.