No ghoul or gore, just heaps o' fun

Children squealed as they and their parents emerged from the confusion of corn stalks. They did so in delight not fright.

No ghoul, no gore, no problem.

For the past two weekends the Pheasant Fields Farm on Clear Creek Road just north of Silverdale has held its “No Ghoul, No Gore, No Scare” event, which gives children a chance to tuck in the farm animals, take a flashlight walk through the corn maze, traipse through a wooded portion of the farm and see a campfire performance featuring Raven from All my Relations in Port Townsend — a non-profit environmental group.

John Chafin of Silverdale, emerged from the maize maze with 2-year-old Seungmina Meneses in his arms.

“It’s beautiful here,” he said as his granddaughter gazed out at the farm, her white hat shielding her head from the crisp dusk air.

Chafin said he drives by the farm every day, but this is the first time he has visited.

He and his family were part of the first tour Saturday, Oct. 12.

After making their way through the corn maze, the tour headed up the hill into the woods, tiki torches lighting the way to a bonfire with hay bale seating.

Time for a non-gory story.

Raven of the Port Townsend-based arts group mesmerized the crowd with the story of Tamanowas Rock in Chimacum.

“It is a special place where all the animals live together,” he told the crowd of young faces.

Dressed in traditional clothes of the people indigenous to Tamanowas Rock, he told the story from the viewpoint of the Tamanowas Wizard.

Raven-costumed messengers beat drums and let out shrill cries as the wizard told of his first meeting with an evil monster that the elders said would kill anyone it came near.

The wizard, not much older than the children in the crowd visited Tamanowas Rock and came face to face with the so-called fierce beast.

The suspense built to a perfect intensity, he delivered the outcome of the story.

The being kissed him.

“She was lonely. I was the first person, the first human to visit her,” Raven said. The thing that was so feared emanated peace and love.

After the performance the tour headed down to the farm where another bonfire, hot chocolate and cider were waiting to warm them.

Ethan Hunt, 3, of Lacey climbed on piles of pumpkins as he and mom Estelle waited for their turn on the tour.

“He’s been telling us he’s been wanting to go to the pumpkin patch,” Estelle said.

The farm was originally an egg ranch that was built in 1929 by Conrad Petersen.

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