Jun 15 2008
Nature’s Classroom
This summer we got season tickets to our three local Six Flags parks: Great adventure, Hurricane Harbor (Not the best name for a fun place to play in the sun and water, is it? What was the rational there: A: “I know, lets call it Hurricane Harbor!” B: “Hmmm, a harbor in a hurricane wouldn’t really be a fun place, would it… unless you had a commemorative drink cup to go with it!” A: “Yeah!” I’d love to know what names were thrown out) and Wild Safari. Last weekend we gave them a test run and went to to Great Adventure on Saturday and Wild Safari on Sunday.
These tickets are going to be so worth it.
Not having even seen Hurricane Harbor yet we know that we will be spending far too much time there.
For me the highlight was the Wild Safari. It’s one of those deals where you drive through the park in your own vehicle and the animals are allowed to roam freely (within limits, but it was certainly more roomy than any zoo.) Seeing them unenclosed really made a difference for me. Even something as mundane as the red ankoli cattle was hugely impressive when you were that close. Those horns were massive!
It’s hard to pick a favorite thing about the trip. The giraffes
licking the top of our car, the rhino following us and making me worried about getting rear-ended, or the bear cub standing on his hind legs to interact with an adult.
But surely the hight of our trip is that which inspired the title of this post. The kangaroos. Seems that day there all a bit… randy. Actually, they were fucking like rabbits. One kangaroo lady couldn’t get enough, she found another fella to finish her off when the first guy was done. And Rowen watched it all with fascination, until she realized what they were doing. So it fell to me to have an abbreviated discussion about the birds and the kangaroos.
The truth is I don’t mind. I’ve never shied away from answering her questions and I’m not about to start just because they’ve gotten harder and less comfortable to answer. So maybe I owe the kangaroos a debt. And I say good on ya! to that kangarette. Get what ya need, babe.