Today I visited the most “rustic” of all the labyrinths I’ve experienced in SF, the McLaren Park labyrinth.
Basically it’s just a dirt path barely delineated with some rocks, with weeds and detritus all around it. Random toys and objects are strewn about.
The center is an altar of sorts, with a couple of buddha figurines, a frying pan, and other odds and ends.
It was a beautiful day and I enjoyed walking the path, once I figured it out.