A slight change in perspective indicates that we are finally heading back down to ground level. Otherwise, as I said earlier, things get a bit repetitive.
Once again we are looking towards La Palma.
And finally, we are nearly back on terra firma again, but not before one last look at the Log Ride's crinkly rockwork. It seems that the Pilot Rec Area consisted of standard carnival-type games of "skill". Your dad really does want you to win, but he does not want another goldfish to take care of.