While flying toward downstate Illinois, I came across this cornfield and decended to 1,000 AGL for a better look:
Amazing what you can do with a tractor slaved to a GPS. The real question: What happens if you get lost?? Do you wait until it’s harvest time and the combine comes through?
Or seek help from Zombies?
Despite numerous misadventures, finally got the commercial license and is enjoying aerobatics. My airmanship, like my golf game, says I can't quit my day job. 
That is really cool. I need to take the Decathalon up and take some photos of the local corn mazes.