It’s been a while since Nick and I went to the pumpkin patch to pick a pumpkin off the vine. Who knew it could be so fun? John, Dale, Eileen, Nick and I drank hot cider, munched on roasted corn, and got lost in the corn maze by the light of the moon. Thank goodness Fred’s Rivertown Ale House was just a stone’s throw up the road. We finished the evening with beers, hot soup, and a scotch or two.