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Take a walk on the boardwalk

Patrick Devlin

Situated between the Santa Cruz beach and the rolling redwood hills of the Santa Cruz Mountains, the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk draws many people each day. As the roller coaster races along its tracks, as the merry-go-round plays its omm-dah music, and as the Ferris wheel spins around, life progresses at a rapid pace. With people thronging its main path, a simple truth is apparent: cleverly designed, the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk is an enjoyable place to spend an afternoon.

Near the beginning of the twentieth century, officials at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk began the construction of a magnificent roller coaster: the Giant Dipper. Built with colossal redwood planks, iron bolts, and steel rails, the roller coaster has operated almost daily since its completion. As I board the roller coaster and shoot down into the pitch-black tunnel, the wind whistles past eerily, and then I feel a mounting tenseness as the roller coaster is slowly pulled up the ramp. Then: whoosh! The roller coaster rushes down the other side of the ramp at breakneck speed. Everyone screams, and I smile at the camera, which is taking our pictures. As the roller coaster comes back to the loading area, I think of how many people, since the days of World War II on to now, have ridden on this roller coaster. Situated at the entrance of the Boardwalk, the Giant Dipper provides an exciting ride for many people at this amusement park daily.

Exiting the Giant Dipper, I walk several hundred yards past several hot dog stands beckoning with their aromatic smells and listen to music from the 50's, 60's, and 70's, and after buying a bag of cotton candy and several other knickknacks, I stop in front of the Loggers Revenge, which is another of the old rides. I give my tickets to the clerk, and I step into a hollow plastic log that seats four passengers. Floating in running water, these logs gently bob along a trough and then are pulled up a steep ramp, and then my log drifts lazily a couple of dozen feet above the ground. My log nears a steep downhill ramp, and a person stationed at the top of the ramp warns me, "Stay seated." With no seat belts, no bar to hold me in, and only air between the ground and I, I hold onto the handlebars for dear life as I shoot down the ramp. Shaking with fear, yet quite excited, I climb out of the log and make my way next towards one of my favorite rides: the Ferris wheel.

Towering above the ground, orange and green and pink seats bouncing around, the Ferris wheel turns grandly as I approach. The attendant takes my tickets, and I step into the seat. The attendant presses a button and the giant Ferris wheel begins to move, and then the wheel stops with a jerk at the top where I sit high above the ground, tensely watching as birds fly by lower than I. After turning several more times, the wheel comes to a stop, and then I am back on the ground again. After purchasing some popcorn and cotton candy, I walk back to my car, eating and thinking of the great day.

The Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk is one of my favorite places to spend an afternoon, and I have spent many great afternoons there. The thrilling rides, excellent food, and fantastic scenery all make evident the clever design of the Boardwalk and how the entire place was designed to ensure that patrons enjoy their stay, for the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk entertains thousands of other people and me.


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