We began with the llama-shaped intermediate maze. I mostly followed everyone around singing the Llama Song until we found the checkpoints, where my job was to use a hole punch to mark off the clues on our game card. We navigated through pretty quickly and moved on to the advanced maze. This one sort of resembled a dog wearing a hat. My sense of direction is usually quite good, but trying to make your way around in the dark while avoiding Stephen King's corn children is pretty challenging. My sister and I distracted ourselves taking really bad pictures with our camera phone while the rest of the gang looked for elusive checkpoint #6. We finally found it with a little help from Sis, who took a photo of the checkpoint map. The crime was solved; it was time to relax with a little hot cider by the bonfire before heading home.
So that was my corn maze adventure. It was fun, but I probably won't go again. And I'll leave you with some random observations:
- Hardly anyone can resist making the goat noise when they see baby goats.
- The Post Bar runs a shuttle bus to this corn maze. Really? That's a good idea?
- Corn fungus is as gross on the corn as it is in a tortilla as huitlacoche.
- This is what I look like when I'm lost in a corn maze: