Several years ago when Spike was tall enough to ride the coasters at King’s Island I coerced him into riding Son of Beast with me.  I can still remember the anticipation while we waited in line.  After the ride began, Spike was upset with me.  As we are approaching the first loop de loop I began questioning what I had gotten both of us into.  As we come out of the loops I wanted off the ride and I was certain Spike would not be speaking to me.  To my surprise, he’s screaming to ask if we can ride again.  No way I was going to ride again.

Fast forward to this past summer.  We are at King’s Island.  Spike coerced me into riding Diamondback.  Pay backs for the damage I had done several years ago.  I know for sure I am done riding the thrill rides, sad but true.

Today I feel like I am standing in line for a coaster ride.  My stomach is in my throat and I’m holding on!  Hope the ride is everything we hope for and more.