Negative-G A Day at Coney Island 2009 Page Twenty

The Coney Island Cyclone
Coney Island
Brooklyn, New York
Saturday August 1, 2009
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The Coney Island Cyclone at Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York

The Coney Island Cyclone at Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York

The Cyclone is probably the most copied wooden coaster out there but after having been on three of them none of them even vaguely compare to the Cyclone's aggressiveness and intensity. It just doesn't stop until you finally slide into the station and the ride operators start asking for $5 to ride again.

The Coney Island Cyclone at Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York

Wow, just wow. We took three rides on the Cyclone and it was worth every cent of the eighteen dollars that I paid.

By the time we reached the street my ribs were sore and my thighs were a bit bruised but I wanted more. We headed to the Cyclone's souvenir stand and I got a shirt that aptly reads "I survived the Coney Island Cyclone".

I survived it and sometime in the future I'll survive it again but with Bond by my side.

Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York

Staring death in the face on the Cyclone can be trying so we headed back up to the boardwalk one last time to grab a bite to eat.

Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York

Clams, sish kabobs, Italian sausage and dozens of other tasty treats were to be had for lunch. The tough part was picking one. It all smelled so good I wanted to be like Rodney Dangerfield when he walks into the pro shop in the movie "Caddyshack".

"Oohhh, I'll have two of those and five of those and three of those...."

But my belly and my wallet weren't that big.