Silverwood is an amusement park in Idaho with a couple of grand old wooden roller coasters. Before that it was a small airport, and for a number of years it was both, which sets the stage for one of the best moments in Grant family aviation history.
When our kids were 8 and 10 we flew to Canada for a few weeks of sight-seeing in Banff and Jasper. We left a day early, but didn’t tell the kids why. We cleared customs in Porthill International Airport, a grass strip next to a road-based customs station. Then we headed directly to Silverwood.
I passed over the resort at about 2,000 feet, and said into the intercom, “Say, kids, is that a roller coaster down there?”
Kids: Yes! Wow, a roller coaster! Two of them!
Me: Maybe we should land and check them out?
Kids: What? We can’t land there…… Can we?
Me: Yep, lets go in and land.
Kids: Mom, is Dad kidding? Can we land there?
We landed and pulled into the grass to park, only a few steps from the ticket window and entrance booths, and within a few minutes the kids were waiting in line at the large wooden roller coaster, waiting and watching with anticipation.
What a moment, and what a day.