August 1, 2009
I’d lived in West Virginia all of my life, but in 28 years I’d only visited the state’s one and only amusement park once, sometime between 1985-1986. I really don’t remember much about our evening spent there, but I do remember eating pizza, riding the Haunted House, and getting sick on the Scrambler after riding the Spider. Huntington is about 3 hours away, and because I rarely ever head over to that part of the state I’d put off going to Camden Park for a very long time.
It isn’t that I didn’t want to go to the park, I just wasn’t sure if it would be worth the drive and the cash that I’d have to spend. Granted, most of that thinking was based on what my yearly salary was before the job I had at this point. I could never justify the trip for such a small park that might not even seem worth my time. My original plans for the weekend changed and I had the free time and budgeted cash, I decided to go to Camden. As an added bonus, they recently opened a new Sheetz close to Huntington and since it was on my way I took the opportunity to go and get a much beloved Buffalo Chicken sub.
After sleeping in on Saturday morning (a rare treat), I woke up and got ready, leaving around 1:30 PM. I didn’t want to arrive at the park before 5 PM because after that time it was half price admission, and I really didn’t think I’d need more than a few hours for the small roadside park. I stopped in Beckley at Walmart to get a shirt and some batteries. After getting on the WV Turnpike I stopped at Starbucks for a Frappuccino.