If you're looking for something to do after you vote on November 4th (you will vote, won't you?), try this....http://www.cornmazeintheplains.com/index_cornmaze.html.
Yes, Virginia really does have a little town called "The Plains" for those of you old enough to have voted for Jimmy Carter. It's about 30 miles south of Walkabout Farm on back roads, but quite close to an interstate if you were coming from the appropriate direction.
I have attempted this corn maze more than once. I failed to complete it three times. Different maze designs, but it didn't matter. The bat one was killer. Getting lost in the word "organic" was, well, embarrassing. Am I losing you? Take a look at their gallery, here: http://www.cornmazeintheplains.com/NewPhotoGallery4.html. I didn't attempt the monarch, thank goodness, but I failed the organic one twice. I had to be led out by a guide. But not alone, no. Twice Weatherdude was with me.
My idea of torturing visitors is to take them to a corn maze and then browbeat them into getting lost with me. mindseas and tcastleb were game to try. My sister also tried, but she had been previously delegated to pick up Miss E from school, so she left the maze (had to be helped out) a half hour before we did.
The big news is we solved it. And it was an awesome feeling. We got one hint, which consisted of "go lose yourselves in the middle" when we were missing the final 2 of the 8 blocks of the maze. See, they give you this big sheet of paper and a crayon and you have to find 8 stations where there are questions to be answered and a jig of that section of the maze and you use the crayon to transfer the image to your large map. But they don't tell you where in that section the station is. It could be in the middle or on an edge. And nothing ever lines up well, either.
Maze photo...upon completion, here we are on the victory bridge.
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurly burly's done,
When the battle's lost and won.
That will be ere the set of sun.
[Actually, I've had the sun go down on me in this maze, the moon come up, and still I couldn't find my way out.]
Where's the place?
Upon the heath.
There to meet with Macbeth.
I come, Graymalkin!
Fair is foul and foul is fair.
Hover through fog and filthy air.
[Had we been hovering, it would have taken us a lot less time.]