Kumba was the coaster that got me into coasters. I love this ride to death for that, and many more reasons. I haven’t ridden it in nearly four years (but I will return to my former home park, Busch Ga...
Kumba was the coaster that got me into coasters. I love this ride to death for that, and many more reasons. I haven’t ridden it in nearly four years (but I will return to my former home park, Busch Gardens Tampa, this April) so my very fond memories might be a bit outdated.
I remember a few months before I rode this coaster, how I’d just been getting into the enthusiast gig. I watched POVs of coasters online on a daily basis, which helped me get over my fear, and began to focus my attention on breaking that fear of inversions. Against my better judgement I decided to ride Kumba in February 2015. Walking up to it, my gut feeling began to kick in. Was I REALLY about to ride this huge B&M looper? I punched my stomach for being afraid and went into the nonexistent line. I fastened the shoulder harness, took some deep breaths in disbelief, and soon we were off. The slow and agonizing climb up the chain lift did nothing to ease my fear. Quicker than I would’ve liked it to be, the train disengaged from the chain dogs and we plummeted thirteen stories down. I didn’t scream; I never really have on coasters. Then the test of my will came; the 114-foot vertical loop.
One of the most ridiculous things I thought about inversions was, with all the blood rushing to your head would that make you dumber? How did it exactly feel to go upside down? Would I end up upset after my ride, like I was at SooperDooperLooper back in 2014? That all came to a head as the train inverted. It was a glorious feeling, being upside down for so long. My questions had finally been answered. The train soared through a dive loop and into the “Hell Roll” — Kumba’s overly forceful zero-g roll, the term unbeknownst to me at the time — but my favorite part of the ride was right up ahead. This cobra roll has a lot of whip and G’s to it, I thought to myself, and before I could contemplate the ride up to this point we were already dropping out of the mid-course. The pair of corkscrews and the banked turn, as photogenic as they are, offer high G’s to boot; then we dove under the station, into the dark tunnel, and burst out into a surprisingly high-G helix. I was pinned to my seat! Yet all too soon we hit the brake run, and with that, my undying obsession with roller coasters had just been amplified.
All in all, biased or not, Kumba is a literal masterpiece. I am more than ecstatic to ride this beast again this April, after nearly four looong years of waiting, along with my other old friends at Busch Gardens Tampa; Montu, SheiKra and (even though I don’t like to admit it) Cheetah Hunt. For many reasons it will forever be my favorite coaster at Busch Gardens Tampa, even if RMC Gwazi turns out to be as incredible as us coasterfans expect it to. While Voyage may be my #1 coaster overall, Kumba holds a special place in my heart for being the coaster that helped me over my fear. I love this ride!!!