Today started off in a very poor fashion. Not only did it
start early at 6am but once we got outside we found that a) it was spitting, b)
that the forecast was for rain, and c) our bus was driving away from us despite
us being on time. It felt too early to put on the problem solving hat but
sometimes that’s the way it goes.
First step was to try and get a cab to beat the bus to the
next major collection point. This would have worked had the cab shown up but no
such luck. After looking at replacement options we delayed the day by an hour
and caught the next bus, which was only 30 minutes away by this point.
We finally got back to LAX and off to Hertz to pick up our
next bit of transport, a Ford Mustang convertible. Being on the American part
of our trip we had to have a big American car and what better than the modern
version of an American classic. There was quite a bit of rain around at this
point so it was great to get into the car underway on our own steam.
Our first stop was out to T-Mobile to pick up a new sim
card, and then we were on our way out to the thrill factory that is Six Flags
Magic Mountain. Six Flags is a fair way
north of LA, most of the way on the huge interstate freeways which crisscross
the city. It was quite an introduction to driving in the states but I was
having a great time pushing the Mustang around (safely of course) and pretty
soon had the hang of it. The beauty is that the speed limits are guidelines as
long as you are moving with the flow of traffic. As a country, America may do
some strange things but this approach to driving is excellent, along with their
constant 2+ occupant lanes. The trip out to Six Flags took about an hour, so we
clicked our way through the turnstiles just after 12 noon.
After the magic that was Disneyland, the Six Flags park was
a real let down. The tired boring décor, significantly less families, and the
overcast day gave the appearance that the park had no soul. The park is on a
hill so we spent a fair bit of time just wandering around trying to get our
bearings, and an understanding of how the park worked. All in all it wasn’t
looking very optimistic.
Until we got on a ride.
Because Six Flags is all about scaring the crap out of you.
There’s no time for fancy props and landscaping when all the park is trying to
do is put you up a hill and throw you down it as fast as possible. This is why
Six Flags is awesome; because it’s everything Disneyland isn’t trying to be.
We then both jumped onto Revolution, which was the first roller
coaster in the world to have a loop. This was really interesting as it showed the huge steps
coaster design has taken. While most coasters now largely use track to control
speed, the Revolution used regular brakes to slow the car right down for the
next section. The track designers were so nervous about the loop they actually
stopped the cars before the loop and then launched them again, resulting in the
slowest loop I’ve ever done. That said, as a whole the ride was still very
entertaining despite its age.
After Revolution (and throwing in a go-kart track) we felt
that the lines were just that bit too long despite the colder weather and
expected rain, so we grabbed a FlashPass, the Six Flags booking system. This
works different from Disneyland in that you rent the device which lets you book
your place from anywhere in the park. You’re allocated a time to come back
based on if you were standing in the line but without actually having to stand
there. After a raucous welcome just for us from the Flashpass sales team we
were out in the park and ready to really get into it.
The next ride was Goliath. This one got Kathryn and I both
nervous, as it kicks off with a 26 storey drop into a tunnel at 85 mph. It’s
difficult to explain how massive a drop this is but it certainly got the heart
pumping. The feeling afterwards was definitely part satisfaction of actually doing
it to go along with the excitement of the ride itself.
From here we moved right across the park to the Apocalypse
ride, which is a modern coaster disguised as a classic wooden track. The tight
turns and tremendous noise, along with the odd exploding car made this coaster
well worth the lengthy walk.
Our next booking was for the Green Lantern ride but we managed
to sneak in a quick Gold Rusher run, which was a surprisingly exciting mining
cart ride. After a moments confusion about which green track was actually Green
Lantern we skipped a huge part of the line and took our spot for the ride.
Green Lantern is a ride type that’d we never done before, where the track is on
one vertical axis and the riders hang off the side. This meant it incorporated giant
drop type elements as well as vertical rotation at speed. While
short, it was a fantastic ride.
We backed this up with the Batman ride, which is a suspended
coaster (you hang below the track). Because you do the turns and loops on the
outside the forces are reversed and so rather than feeling like you’re going to
fall out, you’re actually pushed even more firmly into your seat. This helps a
lot as the ride is brutally fast!
By this time it was 5.30 and the cold and tiredness was making it difficult to keep up the enthusiasm. It was also pretty dark by then and the park isn’t
very well lit so there wasn’t much to see. We decided that we had time for one
more, the highly anticipated Tatsu. This is a flying coaster, so once you’re
seated and buckled in you’re rotated over so that you are looking straight
down. Tatsu is the highest, fastest and longest ride of this type so I was
looking forward to see what it could do.
In the end I was blown away by this
ride, but not because it thrilled me (there was only on drop that turned my
stomach). It was simply that the feeling of soaring through and above the night
time tree canopy felt like the closest you could come to flying. The coaster
was so smooth and the harness so supportive that it felt like they weren’t
there and you were just soaring on our own. Because of the lack of thrill this
wasn’t my favourite ride of the park, but it did cause the best reaction.
Luckily for us the rain we had driven out of on our way to
Six Flags hadn’t eventuated over the park, which was a huge bonus. It had taken
a bit of juggling to ensure Six Flags would fit into our trip plan and we’re
very thankful that the weather gods have so far played their part.
All done for the day we jumped back in the Mustang and drove
the hour long trip back south to our hotel in Anaheim. After a quick spa to
relax the muscles we managed to haul ourselves half a block down the road for
dinner and thank god we did because we found some delicious pizzas at Pizza
Press, made before you like Subway with your input. The guys working there were
great and the pizzas were outstanding. We ended up with a window seat watching
a replay of the Disneyland fireworks, so a great end to the night.
Tomorrow is our first cruisey day, a later start at 9am
before driving out to Las Vegas to join up with our Contiki group. We’re yet to
see how this will all pan out and what activities we’ll be doing and when, but
I’ll get a blog post up when I can. I've also been a bit slack with getting photos up on here but I'll add some in tomorrow for the last couple of days.
Rob