Cedar Point

One park down, five to go. Millennium Force was down for the day and the forecast threatened thunderstorms. While we would not get to ride our favorite coaster, the weather held out quite nicely. In the group photo (from left to right) it is Winfield, Sean, Jessica (my wife), Eric, and Greg. Eric, Greg, Jess, and I have been taking marathon coaster trips like this one for some time now. Winfield and Sean are two coaster fanatics who joined us for day one and headed home.

Day one went great. We rode some coasters and the weather was fine except for a slight tornado warning* that pretty much ended our day, but that didn't happen until early evening after we had accomplished nearly all we wanted to do. The park wasn't crowded at all except for a bunch of school field trips and a gaggle of specially abled individuals. One of them rode a wooden coaster called Blue Streak right before our friend Greg was to board. While waiting to be collected, this person, who was already slobbering all over everything, proceeded to put the entire buckle that riders use to restrain themselves into his mouth. Greg had the attendant wipe off the buckle afterward, but I maintain that the belt buckle was sufficiently cleaned by the kindly gentlemen's mouth.

After changing into dry clothes after being soaked by a downpour, we picked up stakes and traveled the 4 hours South to Mason, Ohio. I write this now minutes before I slumber and attempt to do it all over again tomorrow at Kings Island.

The Beast awaits. More on that later.

*No shit. It started to rain hard, and we huddled in the coaster station to keep from being soaked. Then the dutiful attendants told us to leave the station and take cover lest we be sucked up by a twister. The tornado never did come (sigh), but we saw some wicked cool lightning.