October 13, 2012

• There's a corn maze in Hauser, just northwest of Post Falls.  Mari and Bri went last year, got soaked, muddied, and chilled.  They seem to have forgotten the misery and selectively remembered the good times, because as soon as autumn was on the radar, they were scheming to go again.  The prices went up this year; I don't think they even blinked.

  Jake and Abby agreed to go along -- they had been to a corn maze before, but it was years ago, back when they were wee things.  They also invited Jarom and Sam to join them again.  Given that both sets of friends are from completely different circles, we wondered how they would get on -- with only Mari and Bri in common.  According to Mari, it was Minecraft that really broke the ice.  Ha.

  Kirby and the boys were at football practice; I drove the girls to the cornfield.  They were armed with hot cocoa, glow sticks, and ponchos -- gladly, it didn't rain on them this year.  They phoned home at about 8 o'clock to say they'd run out of water, "Would you please bring some?"  Good grief, it's nearly nine miles from the house! -- but when I saw the concession prices, I can see why Mari offered to pay for my gas.

  When they finally came home, they were bushed.  According to the map, the big maze is 2.4 miles -- I don't know if that includes every bit of trail, or just the simplest solution, but the kids ran each maze several times (for over five hours).  The ground, too, is rough because of the harrow lines; they were constantly correcting their balance.

  

  There was a trampled spot between the "blue" maze and the "brown" maze; most people mistook it for a path, and the girls helped several lost people who thought they were navigating one maze but were actually in the other.  Some people were grateful for their help, others insisted they knew just where they were.  (Anyone else see an object lesson here?)

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