Ride

The Johnson County Fair last weekend, took honyocks, rode rides.





It was great, if pricey. From the ferris wheel, I could see a bit of the Demolition Derby we regrettably missed; also could see the Gardner Aquatic Center really well.







The Power Surge, you can see it in the leftish area of the above photo, this was the reigning champion of the Scary Ride world. A few years back I rode it with Em and she freaked out so loudly they stopped the ride early. I don't recall if they were blasting heavy metal music on the platform back then, but she might have been loud enough to cut through Ozzy.





It's spinning seats on spinning arms on a rotating wheel on an arm that tilts up and down. You're feet and legs dangle free. Plus, it's maintained and operated by hungover carnies.



But this year, the Zipper took the title belt. It's seen to the right of the Power Surge in that same photo, the sixth one in this set. Or maybe neither can be the undisputed champion, because the Power Surge was still pretty intense.



The Zipper is not open like the Power Surge, it's a cage ride. You're in a spinning cage on a belt that goes around a loop and the loop spins. You can't see where you are on the loop, so you're on your head suddenly and with no warning. Or the car feels like it's flying off the thing. And it squeals and pops, sounds like bolts shearing.



And of course we rode the tilt-a-whirl type thing and the blindingly fast teacup type thing. This latter, when it was over I told the carnie running it that was an intense ride. "It's running slow," he said. "Supposed to run 11-1/2 RPMs, only going about ten tonight."





Yikes.







By the time we got home, all Mo would say was, 'Tuck you in?'