The one that got me though was the Griffon. It was terrifying to say the least. You start off on this 3 tiered contraption so that no matter where you are sitting you feel like you are in the first row...and boy do you ever. You climb the never ending beginning hill, turn the corner and there you are staring down at your "doom". It wouldn't be so bad if you saw it and just started soaring down all the hills. But noooooo, that would be too kind. They stop your fall right at the dropping point for a good 20 seconds so that you can stare down the 90 degree angle seeing just how far down your drop is (over 200 feet). Let's just say that I was having my normal palpations about this ride but when they did that......I was sure that I was going to have a heartattack. After that, all I can remember was screaming my lungs out. It was one of the best rollercoasters that I have been on for sure.
Later, I told Paul that I would ride that ride again with him since he loved it so much but when we got in that line....I completely chickened out! Paul rode it again, this time in the front row, which he said was even more thrilling. You can see the picture I took of him below as they sat suspended over the crowd. And then came the sceams..... :)
We had quite a bit of fun and would love to have another date like that! Too bad we don't live near family.






