"I'm gonna rise up, gonna kick a little ass. Rock, Flag and Eagle!" - Charlie Kelly
American Eagle is definitely the best looking coaster at Great America, cutting a striking profile at the back of the park - and when you drive up on the Interstate. I remarked how great the paint job looked, and sure enough Eric S said they had just given it a fresh coat this year.
I'm a sucker for a good racing coaster, so naturally, even with limited time and some lower tier coasters left unrode, we had to ride AE twice, once on the blue train and once on the red. We hit up the blue first, and it looked like it was going to be a short wait, as we made our way to the station pretty rapidly. Then, as fate would have it, somebody blew chunks on the train and Six Flags workers had to clean it up. They got the coaster decent again, and four rather, shall we say, rotund fellows stepped forward to occupy the front of the train. Three sat in the first three rows, each needing an empty seat next to them as their bodies spilled out well into the adjacent space, and the fourth got walk of shamed off. Well, that uneven weight distribution must have knocked something askew, cause what do you know us blue riders had to stand around and grumble some more while the red train whisked carload after carload of riders onto an unfortunately race-free coaster experience.
A mechanic who looked remarkably like the dad from Juno walked out to the bottom of the blue side lift hill, did some work, and eventually we were off and running, with Eric S and myself in the front row. So Six Flags did a good job getting the blue side running again, but a crap job syncing us up with red. We didn't get to race though I would gladly have sat in the station longer to get that experience. We waited long enough for that downtime, so what's a minute or two longer to race?
We got up onto the lifthill right where Juno's dad was working and the train made this quick, startling motion with a loud KA-CHUNK! like it halfway jumped off the tracks. Well, obviously we made it back to the station safe and sound as I'm sitting here writing this review, and fortunately there were no other moments like that on the ride, but it was off putting enough that I didn't hold my hands up on my maiden voyage on American Eagle.
The first drop was awesome, and this coaster has probably the biggest helix I've been on outside of The Beast at King's Island, but it didn't have quite as much airtime as I expected. King's Island's Racer also probably has AE beat on that count, though it's been quite a few trips around the sun since I've ridden it and that memory doesn't stand out like that mammoth helix.
American Eagle from the front was a bit rough, as is to be expected from an old wooden coaster, but it was still very much in the realm of fun roughness, or at least it would have been had it not been for that disquieting incident at the bottom of the lift hill. American Eagle has that awesome almost out of control feel that makes roller coasters such a blast, but the fear that it might ACTUALLY go out of control kind of had me on edge. By the time we got to the bunny hills on the way back I was pretty sure we weren't going to die and was genuinely having a good time.
Later in the day we rode in the back row of the red train. Once again downtime struck when we were in the station, but this time my boy Eric S made sure Six Flags synced up the two warring sides so we could have a proper race. The trains of American Eagle seem to be a bit farther apart than those of Gemini, my favorite racing coaster, as I didn't see anybody slapping hands from across the divide between the two trains and knew it was a futile effort to attempt it. Still, the race was on, and this time I put my hands in the air like I just didn't care.
AE gave more airtime in the back but the roughness crossed a little over the line back there for me. I probably would have been fine if I was holding on the lapbar, just like I would have been fine if I held my hands up in the front. It wasn't brutal or anything, and I wasn't about to complain to my companion lest he think me soft, but it was enough to keep AE out of five star range for me. And enough that when we walked over to Viper next I requested the front row. (I can't hold those technical problems against the ride or park. I have an old truck and I know shit breaks down sometimes.)
American Eagle is definitely a gem, but it may have lost just a little bit of it's luster in old age. Still, I would definitely say this is a must ride coaster at this park. And I really appreciated the way the first hill was lit up with a spotlight at night. This thing really is a beaut!
P. S. Blue beat red, just barely. read more