Hill High Farms

My daughters class took a field trip to the Hill High Farm. We had a great time, hayride, hay maze, pumpkin picking and delicious pumpkin fudge!!!

I’m not sure why there are such negative reviews here. I’ve been going to Hill High Farm for years and have always had a great experience.
First of all, just going to the farm itself is free. There is also a haunted house (for purchased tickets) as well as the corn maze and a hayride. This year the tickets for the corn maze were $ 6 and it was well worth the money! There are checkpoints in the maze you have to get beyond just completing the maze itself.
If you get tickets for the hayride (also $ 6) then you WILL get information about the farm, meet the great owner, Vernon, who rides on a horse with his legit cowboy apparel to tell you about the pumpkins and apples they grow. They also let you off to pick apples (which are delicious!) and pick a small pumpkin from the patch.
The haunted house is always a good scare as well if you’re up for that sort of thing!
All in all it’s been a great experience for my family, friends, and myself. Plus you’ve just got to pick up some pumpkin fudge and apple cider in the shop.
Don’t let the negative reviews dissuade you from going.

We found Hill High Farm via the Virginia Apple Growers Association website. It was kind of on the way back to DC outside Winchester, we had the kids along and were looking for a fun apple-​picking experience. We called and they seemed to offer a variety of fun things including food, games, pumpkins and off course apple picking.
When we finally got there down 10 miles of country roads from I-​81 (thanks, GPS!) we were a little disappointed. The farm had all the things we were told to expect, but it wasn’t exactly what we expected. They only had a couple slices of apple pie and virtually no other locally made apple products. A pretty sad trailer outside was making funnel cakes and pork rinds. The picked apples were down to the bottom of the bin and they were definitely the dregs. When we got out in the orchard, it didn’t get much better. The apples were small and they didn’t have any of our preferred varieties (honeycrisp, pink lady). The orchards weren’t that big and the various trees were poorly labeled — we weren’t sure what we were picking.
The pumpkins were plentiful, but were being unpacked out of crates — not sure where they were grown. They had some mazes and a haunted house which looked like it was more suited to local teenagers.
We wouldn’t head back to High Hill Farm for our Fall apple-​picking excursion.