The day-by-day play-by-playDay 1 - Block Party |
Sabbatical 1998 - Day 10Not George, Anheuser.
The Gardens (or The Busch) is set up like some sort of tropical rain forest kinda deal with regions of Africa represented. There are all kinds (300 kinds, actually) of exotic animals such as elephants and lions and flamingos and impalas and fairlanes and lemurs and zebras and fruit bats and orangutans and breakfast cereals... but who really cares, right? I mean, I came for the rides. Feed the stupid things and keep them from pooping on the path because I want to know where is the end of the line for the big roller coasters. The roller coasters are big. A couple of them are really big. Scorpion and Python or okay coasters. They each have at least one loop, but neither really got me fired up. They also had an area marked "Kiddie Rides," but I stayed away because, well, I'm pretty heavy and I probably hurt them. Seems cruel to have people riding kiddies.
Montu rocked my world! Here are the official vital statistics. Total Length: 3,983 feet; Speed: greater than 60 MPH; Max Drop: 128 feet; Max G-Force: 3.85; Duration: 3 minutes. It features a 104 foot vertical loop and the coaster is the "inverted" variety -- that is, you "hang" under the track with your feet dangling in (or sticking up into) the air. Rode in the middle most of the time, but I stood in the front row line once to see what that was like. The line was pretty boring, but riding in the front seat of the ride was something akin to running a car off of a cliff. I'm fairly certain that some of my brains are still sitting at the bottom of the attraction. The parts of my brain that would normally tell me not to ride these things never developed properly. I'll be doing something even more dangerous on Day 11... stay tuned. |