In my 20+ years with the MI State Police as a Dispatcher/Trainer, I've participated in many such motorcades, going back to Bush, Sr. and possibly the Clintons (memories fade over the decades). There is usually one radio operator dedicated to the task of keeping track of all these Troopers, but they get their "marching orders" from the Command staff after coordinating with the USSS advance teams. It's a huge logistical challenge, but it is glorious to witness.
With over 200 CCTV's mounted along the local freeways, we could watch everything from our secure location. It was all captured on video.
It is not uncommon to have a shit-ton of "Blue Goose" units covering the entrance ramps, and a few motor units to assist... at one time they were using souped-up BMW bikes. The motor units were adept at leap-frogging from one location to another at high speed, taking turns with their assigned locations. Even the locals helped out by spot-welding all the manhole covers along the route, just as a precaution.
The radio traffic was handled by one senior dispatcher and on a digitally encrypted, dedicated channel. Of course, we had the choppers overhead as well. And, yes - the USSS shared the airwaves with all of us. I miss the adrenalin and the "pageantry", but thank God I now live in the Free State of Florida not far from Sheriff Grady Judd. I'm much happier not being anywhere around "Big Gretch".
In my 20+ years with the MI State Police as a Dispatcher/Trainer, I've participated in many such motorcades, going back to Bush, Sr. and possibly the Clintons (memories fade over the decades). There is usually one radio operator dedicated to the task of keeping track of all these Troopers, but they get their "marching orders" from the Command staff after coordinating with the USSS advance teams. It's a huge logistical challenge, but it is glorious to witness. With over 200 CCTV's mounted along the local freeways, we could watch everything from our secure location. It was all captured on video. It is not uncommon to have a shit-ton of "Blue Goose" units covering the entrance ramps, and a few motor units to assist... at one time they were using souped-up BMW bikes. The motor units were adept at leap-frogging from one location to another at high speed, taking turns with their assigned locations. Even the locals helped out by spot-welding all the manhole covers along the route, just as a precaution. The radio traffic was handled by one senior dispatcher and on a digitally encrypted, dedicated channel. Of course, we had the choppers overhead as well. And, yes - the USSS shared the airwaves with all of us. I miss the adrenalin and the "pageantry", but thank God I now live in the Free State of Florida not far from Sheriff Grady Judd. I'm much happier not being anywhere around "Big Gretch".