|Clint helping me off the Wild Eagle Winged Roller Coaster|
Ride at Dollywood.
"The grandmother didn't want to go to Florida." Never will I forget this first sentence of one of my favorite short stories, Flannery O'Conner's A Good Man is Hard to Find. This grandmother's lament came to mind for me yesterday when for days Clint knew I didn't want to ride a roller coaster. I am not talking about just any old run-of-the mill roller coaster, I am talking about the new Wild Eagle Winged Roller Coaster which debuted in March at Dollywood, the first winged roller coaster in America. My husband Clint loves roller coasters!
|The last roller coaster I rode about ten years ago, the New York, New|
York coaster in Las Vegas. Clint strongly "encouraged" me to ride
this one, too.
|Drawing of the new Wild Eagle Winged Roller Coaster at Dollywood.|
Thursday was the big day and I was excited and psyched up. My how the mighty fall! I had read about the inversions and the 4G force and the requirement that the ride was "appropriate for only the most healthy and physically able riders". I walk two miles daily and rarely miss a day at the gym. I figured for my age I was in good shape. All I remember was totally losing it when the "drop" began and I blinked and never opened my eyes until the thing stopped. It was all I could do to keep breathing and stay alive! I ended up with motion sickness and felt poorly for hours afterwards. I still wonder about the couple in line who appeared to be in at least their mid 70s and not in the best shape. Yes, I am glad I rode it and had the experience but there are times I need to remind myself, "Cindy, you are not twenty-one anymore, you are not twenty-one anymore ...
Anyone out there brave enough to go on a virtual Wild Eagle ride?