When I rode my first big ride, I was scared to death of the things, and wasn't entirely sure I wanted to ride. Coasters weren't "something we did;" this was only my second trip to an amusment park, and only my Mom and Uncle ever rode the coasters (we kids hung out with Dad and my Aunt). Yet, from the moment the train hit the bottom of the first drop, I knew this was somethign I loved. It was that sudden, that deep, and that... natural.
In addition, there's an interesting pattern in my family about coasters. I take after my mother, while my younger brother takes after my dad. We did eventually get my dad to ride, and even enjoy coasters. But he prefers the smaller rides (100 ft. and smaller), especially the loops and corkscrews. Same thing with my brother. And they're not really into it like mom and I are. Mom and I will rush up to any vaguely coaster-looking object we see, and we both like height, airtime, and lap-bars!
Obviously nurtue has something to do with it, but at least in some cases, nature is a big factor.
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Scott
However I have been successfull in passing on the love for coasters to my 7 year old cousin, and next season he's going to ride his first looper (not the greatest selection of coasters at Canada's Wonderland). I definitly agree with the idea of the "big brother" theory, where the little one looks up to you and wants to try everything that you do, this can be both a good or bad thing depending on what you're doing though.;)
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The Coaster Kid
Roller coasters are more than just rides, they're a reason for living
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