Silverwood Theme Park - Current Boulder Beach Water Park Slides & Attractions

Current Boulder Beach Water Park Slides & Attractions

Ride Description
Avalanche Mountain 6-Person Raft Slide
Boulder Beach Bay Set of 2 side-by-side wave pools
Elkhorn Creek Lazy River
Polliwog Park Water play complex featuring hoses, slides, shallow water pools, rope bridges, and a giant water bucket above
Ricochet Rapids 6-Person enclosed raft slide
Rumble Falls 4-tube slide complex, featuring four slides, each with their own unique layout, with two enclosed, and two opened up
Toddler Springs Toddler play complex
Velocity Peak 3-speed slide complex, featuring three speed slides side-by-side


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