Fall is here. The leaves are changing colors while the cool air is creeping in. One way to welcome the autumn season is to visit a farm and enjoy a corn maze. With Halloween coming, it's even better if the corn maze is haunted.
Last night, some friends from work and I visited a local farm known for its corn maze. During each weekend in October, the ghouls and freaks haunt it after dark.
Unfortunately, the majority of of the local high schools must have been running a special on discount tickets to this place. Everywhere you looked, you saw teenagers locked in embraces of young love and groups of girls singing "boy band" tunes. Apparently, there is nothing better to do on a Saturday night in this rural community. But I digress...
The maze was completely dark with only the almost full moon to light your way. A sign that it was a good fright was that although I am a good sport about things like this and was aware that hired hands would be jumping out to scare me, the three of us often formed a human chain holding on to each other's jackets and slowing down at what we perceived were ambush points. Ah, the fun and sometimes unexpected screams that came out of our throats.
What I thought was a little freaky and more scarey that the initial frights, were the masked savages that followed us. One of these I didn't realize was there until he stepped on the back of my shoe and then saw through my peripheral vision his head over my shoulder almost resting on it. Then just when we thought we had gotten to the end of the maze all too soon, we walked through a pitch black tunnel with only my cell phone to light the way and my karate kicks to clear our path, to find ourselves in the cemetary. By the end, my head hurt from all the screaming and laughing we did.
The band that greeted us at the entrance to the barn. I love me some animatronics.
Someone needs to lay off the moonshine.
The foggy enterance to the grave yard.
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