TheSDCoasterRaptor
Roller Poster
I'm genuinely curious if roller coasters were just the third member of the racecar/dinosaur-phase that we all went through, or, if there's a more specific reason for why we all love roller coasters.
For me, I think it started when my older sister would take me down to Belmont Park in San Diego to ride the Big Dipper woodie. The ride is rough, and widely regarded by enthusiasts to be the worst wooden coaster on the west coast. Nonetheless, I love it to bits.
While I love pure thrill, I still appreciate gentler rides that I can geek out about and enjoy with my less adventurous family members.
I became a coaster enthusiast for the thrills, but I stayed because of the people I get to ride the rides with.
For me, I think it started when my older sister would take me down to Belmont Park in San Diego to ride the Big Dipper woodie. The ride is rough, and widely regarded by enthusiasts to be the worst wooden coaster on the west coast. Nonetheless, I love it to bits.
While I love pure thrill, I still appreciate gentler rides that I can geek out about and enjoy with my less adventurous family members.
I became a coaster enthusiast for the thrills, but I stayed because of the people I get to ride the rides with.