Colorado isn’t really known for corn. Some of our neighboring states have quite the reputation (ahem, Nebraska and Kansas), but we’re more keen on our palisade peaches and western slope produce. Given that little nugget of knowledge I was thrilled to find out that there was a corn maze nearby at the Botanic Gardens. Meaning I was on the fast track to my first corn maze.
I can’t lie. I wasn’t expecting much. I figured the corn field was at the downtown Botanic Gardens location, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out where they would grow enough corn to boast a corn maze – but I was willing to go along for the ride. I looked up directions at the last-minute only to find that the corn maze was not growing downtown, but out in the boonies near Chatfield reservoir. I’m an idiot.
Christian (the boy) and I met a couple of friends (Kaitlyn and Griffin) and set out on one toasty adventure. Did I mention it was easily 96 outside? The maze was big — bigger than I ever thought possible in a small open space near the foothills. The corn was taller than me, which in itself is a decent feat.
After about 10 minutes I was ready to be done with the corn. I believe I said “Well this was fun for my first corn maze — and my last”. It was hot (so hot), the security guard was laughing at us, we got lost in the flower (see below) for what felt like forever … and we kept passing the same people. At first you think “Ha, you idiots don’t know where you’re going, see you at the end sucka'”… then as you rounded the corner to pass them for the 16th time it changes to “do you know where we are? I’ll give you my first-born child if you get me out of this maze”, but they were offering their first two children and a jar or cherry pie filling so we were out of luck.
Just when all hope was lost we came to and end, an opening. A sense of joy overcoming us all. This is what they refer to as the half way point.
Our fearless leader Griffin found his way on the TINY map printed on our tickets and maneuvered us around the second 1/2 of the maze. It’s amazing what you can do with a map.
We’d have saved ourselves an hour if we’d had it during the first half. Lesson learned. We weaved in and out of all the letters and made it to the end. Sweaty, covered in dirt, and quite proud of ourselves for completing and halfway cheating our way out of the maze. Feel free to pat us on the back if you feel the need.
It was hot, but in the end a great adventure. We rewarded ourselves with cherry Slurpees. Will we be back next year? Maybe, but on a day where you want to put more clothes on, not take the ones you’re wearing off. Plus, they had treats (funnel cakes, ice cream, hot chocolate, apple cider)… if I’d known that I would have gone AFTER dinner and eaten the whole way through the maze. Just saying.
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