C Y C L O N E
I rode the Texas Cyclone on the day it
opened. I also rode it on the day it
closed. I was seven on opening day.
I remember being worried that I
wouldn't be tall enough to ride. I was.
I remember the chain clicking, wood
creaking and the coaster screaming
as it sped by us while we waited in
line. Most of all I remember being
scared to death when the lap bar
came down and I could no longer get
out. I loved it.
Once I learned that Astroworld was
closing permanently, I went every
weekend just to photograph the
Cyclone. No tripods, no flashes, just
me and my camera.
I'm sad to see it go.
opened. I also rode it on the day it
closed. I was seven on opening day.
I remember being worried that I
wouldn't be tall enough to ride. I was.
I remember the chain clicking, wood
creaking and the coaster screaming
as it sped by us while we waited in
line. Most of all I remember being
scared to death when the lap bar
came down and I could no longer get
out. I loved it.
Once I learned that Astroworld was
closing permanently, I went every
weekend just to photograph the
Cyclone. No tripods, no flashes, just
me and my camera.
I'm sad to see it go.
| The Texas Cyclone The View From the First car |
| all images © 2005 will michels photography t h i s w a s m a d e b y w i l l |
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