Amusement Park Horrors: Dark Summer Series
As we begin our Dark Summer Series, We're investigating three stories of deadly amusement park rides.
TW: child death, minor descriptions of gore
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TRANSCRIPT
On August 7th, 2016, two girls in swimsuits stood at the bottom of the largest water coaster in the world. They had just finished riding the 18 second ride and were coming down from the adrenaline rush of it all.
It was probably one of the most thrilling experiences of the young girls lives up until that point, but they couldn’t help but feel there was something….wrong with the ride.
When they were strapped into the flume, they were surprised to find that the only safety mechanism holding them to their seat was a seat belt like they had in their cars. As they were waiting for the ride to be released, they had both been able to easily take off their seatbelts when the attendant checked to make sure they were safely secured. Surely the tallest water slide in the world should have better safety measures.
Just then, they heard a scream come from behind them, back in the direction of the slide. They looked at each other, both with the same sinking feeling. Soon everyone around them was screaming, like a chorus.
Coming down the slide was a flume with an empty seat at the front, the belt unbuckled. The two other women in the flume stared at the empty seat in both shock and horror.
One of the girls grabbed the others arm, eyes wide and fixed on the slope above the flume. Blood was trickling down slide.
Welcome to heart starts pounding, a podcast of horrors, hauntings, and mysteries. I’m your host, Kaelyn Moore.
And I’d like to officially welcome you to the kick off our new series, dark summer. Over the next several weeks, while you’re enjoying your time at the beach, taking a summer time camping trip, and maybe even going to a local theme park, Here at heart starts pounding, I’m going to be telling you the darkness, the danger, even the ghosts that lurk beneath the waves.
We’ll be discussing haunted resorts, summery urban legends and the truth behind them, terrifying camping encounters and more, so definitely stick around, you wont want to miss it.
Today, I’m going to tell you three stories. One is about a disaster that happened at the Schlitterbahn water park, another is about one of history’s worst roller coaster accidents, and the last is about a haunted house ride gone wrong at one of the most famous theme parks in the country. And because what we’re talking about today is quite sensitive and does involve children in some stories, listener discretion is advised.
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Let’s head over to Kansas City
There, On August 7, 2016, The Schwab family walked through the wooden welcome sign that read Schlitterbahn hanging from a twisted storybook arc, welcoming them into the popular water park.
The family consisted of state legislator Scott Schwab, his wife Michele, and their four young sons, all very eager to ride the water coasters that Schlitterbahn had become famous for.
As they walked onto the grounds, they first passed a German castle made of sand, an homage to the parks German roots. But then the true magnitude of the water slide jungle came into frame. On one side the family saw the world's largest Mega-Wave Pool complete with it’s own beach-like sandy entrance. There were waterslides with thrill seeking names like Cyclone, twister and whirlwind, and even something called the Storm Blaster, which was described as an uphill water coaster. It was clear that Schlitterbahn went beyond the imagination of the average water park.
But it was the ride in the back left of Schlitterbahn that really set Schlitterbahn apart. Anyone walking onto the grounds would immediately be struck by the sheer magnitude of Schlitterbahn’s claim to fame. The biggest water coaster in the world. The Verukt.
Standing at 168 feet tall (or 51 meters), the Verukt, translating roughly to Insane in german, would make any adrenaline junkie drool. Riding the fiberglass flume down the 17 story drop was like plunging off the side of the grand canyon. And not long after they entered the park, the Schwabs 10 year old son, Caleb, turned to them and asked if he could ride it.
The ride had been open for about two years, and though it looked intense, with its massive drop that turned into a gargantuan rise and fall over a 55-foot hump before slowing to a stop at the end of the slide, over 100,000 riders had already ridden it. Perhaps it was that fact that gave the schwabs some comfort that the attraction was safe. They agreed that Caleb could go.
And so, the little boy started the 264 step climb up to the attraction’s loading area. Past the kids that got cold feet and turned around, and the “you must be this big to ride this ride” sign. Though caleb was only 4’11” and a little over 70 pounds, he technically did clear the height requirement.
As he got closer to the top of the ride, an attendant split him into a group of three with two other girls. 25 and 32 year old sisters. The attendant had to use her best judgment to make sure the groups of 3 were between 400 and 550 pounds, and eyeing the small Caleb, she must have figured that the two adult sisters balanced out his tiny frame, and she rattled off her mandatory disclaimer the included the warning “riding Verruckt can lead to death”. Then, she let them go forward.
From the top of the platform, you can see the entire park. The Verukt is stories above the other water slides and water coasters, and every square inch of the grounds are basically visible, even the empty dirt lot to the right of the ride, offering a hard landing should anyone slip and fall at the ride's exposed top.
Caleb and the girls loaded onto the three person flume, him in the front. They pulled the seatbelt- similar to a car’s- over their right shoulders and into the buckle. Sitting at the apex of the drop and staring down the almost freefall is terrifying, but riders were offered a little bit of reassurance from the rope netting that covered the top of the slide. The rope was held in place by metal bars to ensure riders were protected from the outside elements and exposed sides of the slide should anything happen.
Once they got the go ahead, their raft was sent down the drop.
The flume pretty quickly got to 68 miles an hour, Air and water whipped at the riders faces as they raced to the bottom of the drop.
But this is where things went wrong. As the raft followed the curve of the slide back up the second hill, it didn’t slow down enough to stay on the slide. Instead, when it hit the peak of the curve, it kept going, becoming airborne. The riders were thrown into the rope and metal cover of the slide at speeds as fast as a car breezing down a freeway.
Down at the bottom of the ride, Two women were standing near the slide after riding when all of a sudden, they heard screams. Caleb’s flume was slowing to a stop at the end of the ride, but Caleb wasn’t inside. Behind it, a trail of blood ran down from the top of the hill.
Everyone watched in horror, including Caleb’s family as his body slid down the ride. He had suffered a fatal head injury when his small frame collided with a metal hoop holding up the rope.
What followed was chaos. Screams, sirens, parents trying to cover the eyes of their little ones to save them from the trauma of what just happened.
The people there that day were horrified and devastated But there was one person who reacted completely differently from everyone else. When Jeff Henry got the call, I imagine his stomach dropped. Not at the horror of what happened, but because he knew that this was bound to happen.
Jeff was the mastermind behind the rides at Schlitterbahn, and as the EMTs took away the body of the boy who died on his creation, he must have had a sinking feeling. This was not the first time someone had gotten hurt on the Verrukt. In fact, Jeff had been trying to hide the news of the rides danger since it opened two years ago.
Jeff Henry was long considered an amusement park visionary. He was even nicknamed the “water showman,” “wizard of wet,” and “lord of the slides.”
But he came from a family of water park enthusiasts.The Schlitterbahn chain was a family business that started in the 1979 on The Henry’s family farm out in Texas. Jeff’s brother, Gary, handled the finances, and his sister Jana ran the marketing, while Jeff designed the rides.
Jeff fell in love with water slides as a teen and became known for pushing the boundaries of typical amusement rides. He taught himself how to make designs that mimicked the authentic rush of outdoor adventures like white water rafting. But As much as he loved rollercoasters and water attractions, he didn’t have any formal training as an engineer, and neither did his right-hand man John Schooley.
But that wasn’t going to be a problem. You may be surprised to hear The U.S. has no federal regulations over amusement parks. States enact protocols through individual agencies or pass them off to private insurance companies who have no guidelines of standards to even check for.
So as Jeff built more thrilling and boundary pushing rides, no one could tell him no. and he realized the more thrilling the water coaster was, the more people that came to Schlitterbahn to ride it.
The original park started with four blue fiberglass slides and over the next ten years, Jeff pushed for more thrilling attractions, including a 50,000-square-foot pool, artificial rivers with real rapids that would sometimes overpower swimmers, and a wave simulator that allowed patrons to boogie board. He dreamed up something called the Master Blaster at the original Texas Schlitterbahn that was six stories tall. Within a decade the original Schlitterbahn was so successful that the parks expanded three times from 2001 to 2009 in South Padre Island, Galveston, and Kansas City where Verrückt was erected.
Verruckt had been Jeff and Schooley’s most difficult project to date. They had to make sure riders wouldn’t pass out from the negative G-forces while hurtling down the first steep drop. Then they had to figure out how to use extra-powerful water cannons patented as “cannon nozzles” to propel the raft up the second incline. To make sure the raft remained safely in the chute for the entirety of the ride, Jeff and Schooley looked at all the factors that impacted acceleration and velocity, like water friction, wind velocity generated by the raft’s momentum, and the shape and size of the raft itself. This was all in addition to the weight and size of passengers on the raft.
It’s a job for a seasoned physicist. There are equations that can tell you if an attraction will be safe or not, but Jeff and Schooley weren’t interested in equations. They figured out these limitations using Jeff’s preferred method of trial and error. Using miniature models of Verruckt that were a fraction of the size of the actual ride, the team would slide toy cars and watermelons in place of passengers. The thing is, even the toy cars went too fast, but Jeff wanted to move ahead with it anyways.
On April 25, 2014, two summers before Caleb’s accident, the real Verruckt was erected but the ride still wasn’t working properly. Sandbags used as placeholders for human passengers in the raft were flying out of the slide. It was still dangerously fast.
In response to the failed tests, they adjusted the angle of the first drop to be less steep at the bottom and added an additional five feet on the hill of the second incline to slow down the raft so it didn’t catch air. As long as the three passengers in the raft weighed between 400 and 550 pounds and each person was at least 54 inches tall, their AHEM research showed that the ride was secure. And so Verruckt officially opened in July 2014
Of course, Accidents started happening immediately. Before Caleb’s death there were 11 reports of injuries on Verruckt that were never properly reported, one of them occurred just two days before Caleb’s accident. There was the time a man approached an attendant with his eye swollen shut. He told the attendant that his fiberglass flume had gone airborne over the hill and he had hit his head on the metal bar above him. Nothing ever came of that complaint. That was the same bar that Caleb Schwab hit
But why did some people’s flume fly off the hill, and others didn’t? After all Caleb easily met the ride’s height requirement at 4’11, and the combined weight of everyone on his raft was 544 pounds. 5 below the upper weight limit.
Well, Schlitterbahn didn’t consider how the drastic uneven weight distribution could affect a raft like Caleb’s. The fact that the majority of the weight was loaded in the back of the raft was said by experts to be a huge factor in Caleb’s death. When the raft became airborne because of Verruckt’s dangerous acceleration, Caleb was pushed further in the air than the average rider, putting him within reach of the metal pole. Experts also questioned the fabric closures on the velcro belt and shoulder strap which had come loose for multiple other passengers in the past.
After Caleb’s accident, Schlitterbahn stayed open, but Verruckt was closed to riders. it still stood there, looming skyscraper as a morbid reminder of what happened.
Calebs family
In the end, Schlitterbahn settled with Caleb’s family for 20 million dollars, though all other charges against the Henry’s were dropped because of improper evidence by the prosecution.
Though some look at Caleb’s story as the fault of Jeff Henry, it’s a sobering reminder of the dark history that clings to amusement parks. They’re unregulated, and if you can dream up a ride, you can make it.
Ok, we’re going to take a quick break and when we get back, we’re going to look into another deadly coaster that attracted thrill seekers from all over the country.
On the evening of July 24th, 1930 20-year-old local Alvin Homan stood in line to ride the biggest coaster at his local Amusement Park, Krug (Kroog) Park.
Krug Park was so much more than just an amusement park though. It was the most popular social destination in Omaha Nebraska. Originally opened in 1895, it was a combination of a state fair and a beer garden, where children and adults could play carnival games, have a picnic, or ride hot air balloons.
But the park was really known for their large wooden coaster, the Big Dipper. Krug park promised guests they could “scare themselves to death” on the wooden coaster, which was originally called “The Giant Coaster” when it was built in 1917. The roller-coaster architect John Miller, called The Big Dipper his best work.
The coaster began with a slow, rattling incline to the top of the first drop and continued for nearly a mile of dips, jumps and bends along the wooden tracks. It had been rebuilt and repainted multiple times since 1917 when the rides highest incline was raised from 30 to 60 feet.
Near Alvin in line were other teens and young adults eager to get on the thrilling ride. One was 15 year old Ruth Claire Farrell. Another was Gladys Lundgren and her friend C.H. Stout. Earlier, Gladys had decided that it was getting too cold to go in one of the pools, so she and CH headed over to the coaster to get another ride in.
Then there was 22-year-old Tony Politika who was with a group of 15 coworkers. They were having their company picnic that day, and Tony had brought his sister along, who was standing near him.
Just after sunset the group finally made it to the front where they were loaded into the cars.
Alvin sat down in the third-to-last seat in the third-to-last car and got ready, like thousands of guests before him, to scream for his life. Once all 23 riders were in there seats, The carriage finally started slowly chugging forward to climb the initial hill of the coaster, when all of a sudden Alvin heard a noise.
It was loud, and sounded like gears grinding.He had been standing near the coaster while in line and watched a dozen rides go by, and none of them made this sound. Just then, he felt a jolt that sent shock waves across the four connected cars.
The brake shoe of the first car had dislodged and was stuck under the front left wheel. The bump pushed the car out of alignment.
Alvin watched in horror as the car two ahead of him jumped off the track, and started careening towards the guard rail. The riders realized what was happening and started screaming. The car was set to break through the weak piece of wood acting as a guard rail and plunge down to the ground below.
There was nothing anyone could do, the attendant watched in horror, unable to stop the first car as it crashed through the rail.Screams from terrified trapped passengers filled the air as it quickly yanked the second car over the edge behind it. Alvin could hear The Big Dipper’s wooden structure creaking under the pressure of the two cars dangling in mid-air. He struggled to try and unlatch the safety restraints holding him in — riders behind him were unbuckling themselves to jump to safety. They must have thought it would be better to have a broken leg, than be stuck in a car they knew was going to crash. Within a moment gravity won out. The entire carriage was pulled over the edge and freefell 30 feet to the ground.
Alvin came to in what papers described as a “veritable hell.” He looked around, in shock, but alive, as friends and family members ran over in a panic. Parents screamed for their children as they watched the cars plummett. Onlookers climbed over the park’s gates to get a closer look at the mayhem.
The scene was a mess around alvin. Passengers everywhere were unconscious and bloody. Some screamed in horror, trying desperately to unbuckle themselves from the tangled mess. He could see Tony and his sister in their seats, blood rushing from his sister’s head. Tony would be pronounced dead at the hospital the next morning, but his sister would walk away with a skull fracture.
Four people were killed in the crash. 15 year old ruth Claire Farell, 29 year old Gladys Lundren and her friend, 34 year old CH Stout, and 22 year old Tony Politika. 17 people were injured,15 of them were Tony’s coworkers, and alvib walked away with just a few cuts and bruises.
An investigation was launched where disturbing details about the ride came to light. The coaster had made similar strange noises on the trip before the fatal one, but it was not stopped. One of its original builders, Eugene Lewis, inspected the coaster on July 24th and said everything looked in order, but the investigation claimed the coaster was in late stages of disrepair.
Much of the wood on The Big Dipper was rotted and old. Even though the wood by the crash point was in great condition as it had been recently repaired, the type of pine and fir used could never withstand the wear and tear of a rollercoaster after ten years. Some people suspected the owners of the park knew the ride was out of date. That they had done rebuilds and shoddy paint jobs to cover it up. Krug denied this.
The guard rail was also deemed “completely inadequate”. The councilman leading the investigation described it as an easily kicked-in two-inch piece of wood that functioned as more of a guide rail. Powerful structures like rollercoasters and bridges need a true guard rail that can withstand shock. They ultimately concluded that even if that brake shoe hadn’t gotten in the way that day, the wheel would have fallen off eventually because of the weak connection.
The Omaha City Council did immediately in the hours after the crash propose a city ordinance banning rollercoasters altogether. It passed by unanimous vote the following Tuesday. Krug Park stayed open, without coasters, until 1940. The victims came together to sue the owners in a class action suit for $420,000, which had only been done once before after another famous crash you’re probably familiar with — the Titanic. The victims were awarded over $100K in damages in 1931 but they ultimately only received a fraction of that after the courts assessed the park didn’t have the funds to pay.
With four dead and over 17 seriously injured, the Big Dipper crash was the most deadly in Amusement Park history for a long time.
But an attraction that was supposed to be all scares and no risk would eventually take its gruesome place.
Our last story takes us forward in time 50 years, and up to Jackson, New Jersey. There, at the Six Flags: Great adventure school buses full of high school students from the area were arriving. It was the annual end of the year field trip ahead of summer.
For those that may be unfamiliar with Six Flags, it’s a chain theme park in North America, with some of the most thrilling coasters you’ve ever seen. That mid may night in 1984 was packed with students ahead of another promising summer season. Screams echoed all around as coasters whizzed by, kids walked with ice cream cones dripping down their hands, and somewhere in the distance a rock band played.
Suzette Elliot was a and Tina Genovese were 15-year-olds who had made friends with a couple of boys, Nicola and Joseph, from Patterson New Jersey. The group got in line for The Haunted Castle behind five senior boys from Franklin K. Lane High School in Brooklyn.
While many of the rides at Six Flags are thrilling and stomach churning, The Haunted Castle offered thrills without the vertigo. It opened initially as a temporary installment in 1979 but quickly became so much of a fan favorite, that was cheap and easy to operate, so the owners decided to keep it around. Like most haunted houses, performers were hired to jump out and scare patrons walking through the castle. They were dressed up as witches, mummies, and vampires — all of the typical monsters spooky enough to scare you with a couple of special effects in place. Some of the actors were dressed as characters from horror movies, like Frankenstein’s Monster and The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
The teens walked across the draw bridge covering the moat infront of the all white castle. Black and grey gargoyles peaked down at them from behind the rides sign. They crossed the dark threshold into the pitch black maze inside of the castle, where long hallways featured different terrifying scenes, like Frankensteins monster and a lady on a medieval torture device.
From inside the castle, they wouldn't have been able to tell that the ride was actually a series of rooms built in 17 commercial metal trailers with connecting walkways. The 70 by 100-foot space was a mirror image set-up of eight identical trailers facing each other on each side with a control room for the staff hidden in the center. The halls were filled with typical haunted decor like paper mache skeletons, coffins, and spiderwebs, covering rickety furniture. Guests were disoriented with strobe lights and sharp turns to keep their sense of fright heightened as they navigated through the maze of trailers. When the lights weren’t strobing, it was often so dark that they’d break out their lighters just to get around.
Just after 6PM, when the group of nine high schoolers had already been sent into the experience, the next group was about to enter. One of the ride goers was a 13-year-old boy, who looked a little scared. An older boy offered to help guide him through the ride. He’d done it before, he said. He knew the way.
By 6:30 they were halfway through the experience, when the lights flickered off. One of the strobe lights had malfunctioned. It was already so dark inside The Haunted Castle’s narrow, windowless hallways, and without that light, they couldn’t see anything at all. But the older kid thought quickly, he had a lighter on him, and soon the dim orange glow of the flame was lighting the way. But the hallway was so narrow, and the striped walls were disorienting, so while he lead the group out he accidentally grazed one of the walls.
There were 29 people inside the crammed paper mache and wood castle when the boy turned his head at the smell of smoke. His scream wouldn't have been able to be heard farther than his own hallway.
“Fire!!!!”
Back inside the castle, Flames immediately erupted from the wall. The group tried to put it out with a plastic bag but the fire got too powerful, too quickly. Luckily, as they turned to run out of the building, they saw the glow of an emergency exit not far from them. They were able to scramble out, along with four adults who witnessed the accident.
In a matter of minutes, the fire had spread throughout the entire trailer, quickly making its way to the group of eight on that side of the castle, that included Tina, Suzette, Nicola and Joseph.
Up ahead, Tina and Suzette had linked arms with their new friends from Patterson to keep themselves from falling as they stumbled through the dark halls. When the other boys in their group Eric Rodriguez, Samuel Valentin, Lenny Ruiz, Jose Carrion, and Christopher Harrison had a mischievous idea. The boys from Brooklyn convinced their group to crouch behind a corner and wait for the next one to come, so they could jump out and scare them.
But as the nine teens waited, the group behind them never showed. That’s when they realized something was wrong. The smoke filling the other end of the hallway wasn’t from a fog machine. Then they heard someone yell fire.
The group searched in a panic for an exit, but it was nearly impossible to find. One of the boys yanked open a nearby door, hoping he’d found a way out, but it was a fake door built for the experience. It opened into a wall.
Suzette knew there wasn’t time to waste, and she ran with her hand along the wall, using it as a guide to trace her way back toward the exit. She got close to one but all around her other desperate park goers were stampeding. Some of them knocked her over in their attempt to get out.
She watched as the smoke in the room descended from the ceiling, filling up every square inch around her. She put a bandana to her mouth to try and prevent it from filling her lungs.
As this was happening, park employee Gary Kaplow was standing outside of the Haunted Castle, when a guest burst out of the back and alerted him to the fire. Because the attraction had simulated fire sequences, Gary was used to guests leaving the mansion and claiming there was a fire. But something about this time didn’t feel right. The guest looked legitimately terrified, and mentioned the fire was happening in a totally separate part of the ride from the simulations.
Without thinking twice, he ran into the building, where he was met with thick, black smoke. Haunting sounds of witch and ghost animatronics echoed through the halls as they melted in the 2000 degree f (or 1093 c) fire.
But the terrifying hellscape didn’t stop Gary, who pushed deeper into the building as the smoke stung his lungs.
And there, on the floor on her hands and knees, almost unconscious from the smoke, was Suzette. Gary scooped her up into his arms and took off towards the emergency exit.
She was given an oxygen machine from the fire fighters on the scene, but as she looked around at the survivors covered in soot and burns, she didn’t see any of her group.
The fire raged for an hour and a half. Witnesses said the flames were a massive 100 feet tall, whipping in the wind.
Once firemen were able to enter what was left of the building, they were disturbed to realize the remains were so burnt that they couldn’t tell the prop skeletons and kitschy mannequins apart from actual bodies.
All of the 8 other people in Suzettes group would be pronounced dead at the scene. Their cause of death was asphyxiation and carbon monoxide poisoning. They were found only 25 feet from the exit. At least eight other people were treated for smoke inhalation.
Once the police were told about the lighter the kids were using, the cause of the fire was no longer a mystery. They were able to confirm that the lighter had made contact with one of the foam bumpers that were put on the wall to stop guests from running into any hard surfaces. But why had it spread so quickly?
The investigation by the state of New Jersey found that even though the attraction had passed every inspection, it had the perfect conditions for a fire. Once the piece of foam lit on fire, the flames were fanned by air conditioners to travel across ceilings, walls, and carpeting covered in negligently flammable decorations. The trailers weren’t ventilated properly, so smoke filled the space before people could realize it wasn’t a part of the experience.
Even worse, the castle did not have an adequate fire detection system in place: there were no smoke detectors, fire alarms, or manual pull stations to warn staff or guests that a fire had broken out. It also lacked fire suppressant devices like overhead sprinklers.
Once passengers did try to escape, there were no safety maps, emergency lighting, or lit exit signs to help them. These measures are critical for rides that intentionally obscure passengers' vision.
Six Flags argued that the older boy using the lighter was an arsonist, and An Ocean County Superior Court jury found them not guilty.
Perhaps there was one good thing to come of this tragedy. Local lawmakers vowed something like this would never happen again. New Jersey now has the strictest fire safety laws in the country. But no one should have to die doing something as innocent as walking through a haunted house for amusement park companies and the government to put human lives ahead of cutting corners to save money.
There’s something about that last story that really makes me mad. Maybe it’s because the kids were in a haunted house, one of my favorite activities to partake in. Haunted houses should be safe places to explore our dark desire to be scared, knowing that we’ll be safe the whole time. But corporate greed and negligence ruined that for a group of kids.
Let me leave you with this dark little fact about theme parks
The Consumer Production Safety Commission, the department that oversees product safety in America, has no say over rollercoasters. Instead, regulations are left up to the states, some of which use limited resources from understaffed agencies, like their busy state departments, to inspect every single amusement-related operation within its borders. Even more shockingly, many states pass the responsibility of policing amusement parks off to insurance companies. Insurance inspectors don’t have any particular schooling or accreditations and aren’t given an approved set of guidelines to enforce. Many of them, just like Jeff Henry, are not scholars in physics. They’re just told to check if the rides are in good condition and are following the manufacturer’s instructions. This means in states like Kansas and Texas, for parks like Schlitterbahn where the rides are designed in-house, following the instructions the park itself created is all they have to do to pass the inspection.
So this summer, use your best judgment. I trust all of you more than I trust the government or any corporation to make sure you and your families are safe.
That’s all I have for now, but dark summer is just getting started. Stay tuned for next week’s episode where we set sail on the high seas and dive into a cruise murder mystery.