NecroPlanet’s trifecta of eerie attractions paints a bleak portrait of Earth’s future: organized society has buckled, and chaos reigns over the desolate landscape. Necropolis, the fright site's signature haunt, acts as a factory that rises from the debris and houses evil spirits thirsty for living souls. The creatures that lurk in The Pit, a haunted house that must be navigated in total darkness, succumb to a sinister hunger for human flesh or more quality daytime soap operas. The final haunted labyrinth, Chaos in 3D, highlights the horror of nuclear waste and radiation smoldering beneath the wreckage for awestruck guests wearing 3-D glasses.
The Cooper’s Oak Winery is located on the premises of A&K Cooperage, proprietor of fine American and French oak barrels. This isn't a coincidence—the winery uses those high-quality barrels as vessels for its blended and specialty varietals. The barrels' contribution is clear in sips of the Toasted Oak, a cabernet sauvignon mixed with merlot and aged in heavily toasted oak, and the Triple Oak Bliss, a dark and bold red blend of three domestic grapes, aged in American oak emblazoned with tasty smiley faces. Cooper’s also crafts sweet blush wine, a vidal ice wine, and a French hybrid vignoles.
Since launching off from the shores of Fort Myers Beach in 1982, Paradise Parasail’s signature smiley-face parachutes have become an iconic image in the sky, now flying high above the waters of both the Gulf of Mexico and the Lake of the Ozarks. USCG-licensed captains navigate each of the company's boats as riders trail behind at heights of up to 500 feet. With feet flopping in the wind, thrill-seekers are free to wave to their friends, family, and nearby migratory birds. Parasailers can also pose for photos and videos captured by the company's onboard photographers.
Beneath the looming curve of a balloon rippling from the heat of a 12-million BTU propane burner, FAA-certified Lighter Than Air pilot and mechanic Layne Wolters takes hot air balloons soaring into the Missouri skies with the skills only years of experience can build. Possessing more than three decades of involvement with the larger-than-life balloons, Wolters mans daily flights at Hard Times Ballooning, ascending at sunrise and 2 1/2 hours before sunset for the best views of superheroes flying to and from home in their street clothes.
Flying at 30 miles per hour over forest canopies may seem like an unconventional way to tour the wilderness, but the staff at Eco Zipline Tours wouldn't have it any other way. Bright-green leaves paint a picturesque backdrop for more than a quarter of a mile of cables that zigzag through the trees in New Florence to create 6 individual ziplines that cover 1,800 feet. Staff members lead groups of up to 10 through three different tours that range from the Easy Rider, which covers four lines, to the High Flyer, which rockets patrons down all 10 lines over a mile of ziplines at heights up to 225 feet.
Eco Zipline Tours’ founder, Mike Seper, not only brings a passion for his hobby and Missouri wildlife, but he also brings expertise drawn from as far away as Hawaii. Eco Zipline tours upholds rigorous safety standards, including daily cable inspections and braking tutorials, and provides each patron with the required gear. Children aged 5 and older are welcome to zip, provided all minors are accompanied by a parent on tour.
Once the pastoral farm of a young couple, the site of Mr. Bill’s Thrills is now a bloody, cobweb-covered nightmare. In life, the lovers were happy with their peaceful matrimony. But they were soon driven mad by the macabre phenomena they witnessed on their property: slaughtered livestock, rotted crops, scarecrows who vanished from their posts. The breaking point came when the husband killed his wife after mistaking her for an intruder. Tortured by grief, he now stalks the grounds, exacting revenge upon anyone who dares disturb his privacy. The trespassers’ remains, along with those of the madman’s long-lost love, are strewn throughout the Haunted Barn and the Trail of Terror, grimly portending the horrors that hide just out of sight. Like entering into a game of demonic doubles tennis, groups of four at a time are released into the darkened land, plagued by a sense of isolation and fear as they encounter the farm’s maniacal owner and other terrible denizens.