So with not much event-wise to talk about let's get to a double dose of Camden Park pictures from back in June. Last time you'll recall we were riding the miniature train.
Goats! There's some kind of petting zoo at the park, although we never got over there and the only animals we saw from a distance were a couple of goats hanging about. They were put away well before evening started.
More of the miniature golf course, showing maybe why they had to close it for renovations. That's a lot of damage done to the teeing position.
Here's another hole that looks almost fine apart from being dirty and one edge having lost its grip.
The end of the trip. You can see the Li'l Dipper station in the background. I don't know what the pen on the left is supposed to be for.
The queue for the sky chair ride has this surprisingly ornate and also narrow fencing. Also it's something to think of the park figuring to be busy enough it's have a line about this long for a ride that doesn't actually drop you off anywhere different; it's not like it can save you steps getting somewhere.
So here's the start of the sky lift. ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunnyhugger declined the chance to ride --- she used the time to take her daily walk instead --- but I was up for going up.
Corrugated metal overhang to the exit queue. A lot of people have tossed hair scrunchies onto it.
And here we are, up in the air! You don't get to see over much of the rides, but you get a nice view down on the golf course at least.
Also you can see the sky ride does pretty good business for being mostly a scenic view of the parking lot and the golf course.
On the light fixture to the left you can see a lot of hair scrunchies and other small debris, including change, dropped on it. That takes such a blend of skill and luck to do they should give prizes to folks who manage it.
At the turnaround! Here's what the big wheel for changing direction looks like. Seems like it might have used to be red.
Turned around and facing west now. I like how the sunlight and clouds look here.
Trivia: In the late 1920s barnstorming/flying-circus pilot group the Thirteen Black Cats of Los Angeles offered to crash ships (fly into trees, houses, or such) for $1200; to loop ``with man on each wing standing up'' for $450; to have a ``fight on upper wing, one man knocked off'' for $225, and to ``blow up plane in mid-air, pilot chutes out'' for $1500. Source: Mastering the Sky: A History of Aviation from Ancient Times to the Present, James P Harrison.
Currently Reading: Quantum Mechanics: The Theoretical Minimum, Leonard Susskind, Art Friedman.
