In June, my sons and I spent a few days at WDW, the 3 of us took turns riding solo on the two-seater attractions. When we got on Expedition Everest, I ended up riding alone.
As we loaded, I noticed a father and son in the single rider line. The dad gave his son a little nudge toward my car while he took a seat in the one behind us. The boy, who looked no older than 10—maybe 8 or 9—seemed pretty nervous as he slid in next to me. As soon as we pulled down the lap bar, he gripped it tightly.
I asked if he’d ridden before, and he gulped before admitting he hadn’t. Wanting to reassure him, I told him it was a great ride and that he’d have fun.
Afterward, he told me he liked it—but something told me he wouldn’t be rushing for a second ride anytime soon! My sons are grown, but I wouldn't have sent them on a ride like this by themselves so young.