Life Across the Pond: "Let's lose the Brit"

this is the cry that I have been hearing all week, and reminiscent of the Tea Party of 1773 I wasn't too sure if I was about to be tossed in the brink or some other dire fate was about to befall me. Whatever it didn't sound good - for me!

Social activities are virtually non-existant here in the depths of Ohio, it has been noted by me before that, the natives tend to go indoors in the fall and not reappear outside till the sun comes out again in Springtime. One of the problems for me hanging with anyone I work with is the fact that all our schedules are different every week, and we only get three weeks notice of shifts. So if you find something to do you and friends are most probably working and vice versa. So it was with some surprise three of us discovered we were all off this weekend and discussions quickly turned to what we could do. I think we can "blame" Krista for coming up with the corn maze idea but it was definitely Amanda who re-named the event "lose the Brit" (little did we know then who could and couldn't read a map?!).

So what you ask is a corn maze?

Aerial shot of the "Safari Maze" we were about to conquer

Think Hampton Court meets Little House on the Prairie! It is literally a sweet corn field planted and then ploughed to an elaborate maze you then get the local idiots to pay money to walk the five plus miles of said maze solving "Crime" clues on the way and Voila you have a venture more profitable than growing the corn for consumption! Today we were those money parting suckers and we had a blast!

"you lines up, you pay's your money" and your on your way ............... note they reassuringly give you a phone number to call if you get lost (failing to tell you that there is no cell signal in the middle of a field in deepest Columbiana County!). On asking hubbby was told they don't get many calls during daylight hours but after dark they get plenty.

Eat your heart out Grissom the "Farm Scene Investigators" are on the case!

Proof of womens intuition? From the moment we set off hubby was at the front map reading and showing the way.

At each checkpoint we marked our cards and did our best to lose those who were following us, and not be seen by those weren't.

This is the look of total pride at having successfully completed the first half of the "easy" maze two miles down two plus to go.

This is the mystery photo of the day as I clearly recall there was NO point in the proceedings where we put hubby in the pack me at the back (with camera) and therefore let Krista and Amanda out front as guides No way! No Sir!

YAY! We did it! I am pointing to number 12 on the check point we had completed the entire maze, solved the crime and had a really good time. I also think it would be fair to say without hubbys unbeknown to me navigational skills we might still be there or at the least somewhat more tired from having walked double the distance to get out!

Then we got to play with the "stuff" outside the maze. Exactly what is it about four full size painted cutouts that requires four (supposed) grown adults to stick their heads through the hole?

Krista the Chemist

Rosie - shouldn't this have been a Kangaroo

Amanda - I won't forget NO kissing!

Hubby - no they really aren't with me

And of course if there is a haystack then it has to be climbed by one and all (though do get the idiot you hand off the camera to to include the height of it in the picture) and this pic kinda sums up the fun had by all of us (though exactly how did my hubby get the dirty knees evident in this pic?)