We arrived at Michigan's Adventure to the final hand out of the trip, some specially printed t-shirts produced just for us by the park. These earned a particularly loud cheer, and some people were heard to remark that they were actually nicer than those provided by the club for the trip.
This was my second visit to Michigan's Adventure, and as such I was particularly looking forward to riding Shivering Timbers again. Unfortunately, this proved to be a disappointment; what was once a number one coaster has degenerated greatly presumably due to lack of maintenance. On my previous visit there was airtime over every hill; now, there is only shuffling. Worse yet, the furiously intense helix at the end of the ride is now quite painful. Hopefully the park will restore this ride to its former glory at some point in the future.
Shoddy maintenance work was also in evidence on the Wolverine Wildcat, with only the baby wooden coaster running well. Zach's Zoomer proved to be the surprise hit of the day, though to be fair neither Corkscrew or Big Dipper were likely to win that accolade!
At this point we returned to the coach to pick up swimming gear, and we went into the water park. I spent several hours in here trying out the wave pool and the various water slides. I took my first ride on a so-called Kamikaze slide, a very tall and steep slide into water. This was good fun, though the splash landing was quite sore, so I opted not to try this a second time.
The biggest problem with Michigan's Adventure as a park is that there simply are not enough attractions to cover a full day. We still had several hours left to spend before our evening exclusive session, and to be frank, we were bored. Steve decided to break the monotony on the Adventure Falls splash ride, and got well and truly drenched for his trouble. Meanwhile the rest of us decided to try the Loggers Run flume, which fortunately wasn't too wet. Then, truly scraping the bottom of the barrel, a number of us rode the Tilt-A-Whirl and Flying Trapeze attractions, both of which were running very slowly by European standards.
After a delicious meal, we were given an hour and a half to make the most of Shivering Timbers. If the ride had been up to its former standard this could have been quite interesting, given the potential complications brought on by airtime on a full stomach. Even still, only the truly hardy stayed on for more than ten circuits; the ride was simply too rough to ride any more than that.