First off we went through the corn maze (M and I having a grand old time)
This, however, did not last long as Mom, peering about for workers, started running for dear life through the rows-specifically going against about 80 posted signs-to the entrance, and yelling at us all to do the same. (apparently she did not have high hopes for us completing the 500 acre headless horseman corn maze)
Next we watched as Dad, attempting to rope some steers (horns taped to a chair),
ended up roping himself.
M just begged me to take this pic
Several of us participated in sliding down the mountain in a flour sack, crashing into a pile of straw at the end. We watched as child after child flew down, bounced off the straw, and bounded up the hill. We thought it looked pretty fun and perfectly save so we hopped in line. As my turn came around, I sat on the bag and off I went. 20 sec later, drowning in straw, I realized I had miscalculated some things, including the fact that weight has some effect on your landing.
We finished off our day-o-fun with an in-the-dark maze-has there ever been a worse idea? Yes, lets take a pitch dark room, cover up the exits, and create a maze, not with soft cushions and padded walls, but with metal lawn ornaments and tables etc. We could not see a thing, our phones could not even provide any adequate amount of light. Whenever someone made it to the exit and opened the door, we would all start running like little crazed mice in that direction, hoping to make as much progress as possible before once again being left in the dark. We eventually made it out, after F ran into a light fixture poking out of the wall that could have cracked his head open, and all the rest of us were banged up from hitting tables and such. That was a moment of pure relief.
That was the start of our Halloween Season, which only got better...