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An a-maze-ing Amblings

So how did you spend your Saturday afternoon?

I spent a good portion of mine in a borrowed pair of mukluks, tramping through mud and puddles, down rows of cornstalks towering over me.

I was in the Edmonton Corn Maze, near Devon.

It was part of a family get-together weekend, and I have to say, it turned out to be more fun than it sounds like it would have been.

The maze is huge, and they do a different basic design each year (not that you can see any of that from inside). This year, it was a huge Edmonton Oilers player with their logo in one of the top corners of the maze. There were two different ‘phases’ of the maze, with each having five different signposts.

That was where a lot of the fun occurred. You had a sheet of trivia questions, with four different answers for each of the five questions. When you found your next signpost (usually after a lot of backtracking and looping around), you answered the next question, and the answer told you whether to turn left or right.

Our group got a couple of the questions right, and a couple wrong. We also had one where we couldn’t decide which answer was right. Then our holder-of-the-trivia-sheet realized both answers pointed us in the same direction, so we merrily set off in that direction.

At each signpost there was also a ‘Choose Your Leader’ game, with instructions on what to do to determine the new leader. We followed some of the directions, but when we found one which said the youngest member of the group was the new leader, we decided the three-month-old in the group wasn’t really suitable leadership material.

As we wandered through our half of the maze, I was amazed at how many other people had some out on a fairly miserable afternoon to join us in getting lost. We saw some groups a few times, and it threw me for a bit of a loop the first time we were going down a path and met someone coming the other way. You’re not sure if you’re lost, or if they are.

The space by the Oilers logo was quite large, with about five different paths leading out of it. We entered it by one path, passed three young women as we left by another, and found them in the logo when we looped around a few minutes later.

As we stood there, debating which way to go, one of the women came over to me.

“Would you like a hint?”, she asked.

When I sort of looked at her, she explained the three of them were employees whose role was to make sure nobody was totally lost and give hints as necessary.

We quickly agreed there was nothing wrong with accepting a hint, and thanked her.

After we made it out of the maze (ahead of the rest of our groups, I should mention), we found out two things. First, our holder-of-the-trivia-sheet realized the answers to the trivia questions were printed on the back.

Second, I saw a sign which said maze conditions were ‘good. Paths are clear and dry.’

After slogging through the mud and puddles for close to an hour, that was good for a laugh.

I would love to do it again with another design, but this time I would have an odometer with me to see how far we travelled.


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