Blueberries...

Ever been blueberry picking?  I have to tell you, it is one of the most fun things you can do sober. Ha, did I just say that?  Kidding obviously.  But seriously, imagine a massive field filled to the brim with fruit bushes, trees and vines laden with beautiful fruit. Rows and rows of bushes. Actually, the place we went to had all types of fruit for the picking. We were there for the blueberries.

On arrival they give you a bucket with clear instructions NOT to eat any fruit till your bucket has been weighed and paid for. Like as if!  We may as well have been kids in a candy store. Who could possibly go there and not have a nibble of the sweet sweet plump balls of goodness as you pick them?  Its more funny when you go to pay and you have a blue tongue and blue lips.  Did you eat any of the fruit they ask?  Nope, not a single one!

Cannot wait till we head out again this year. Found this pic of the beautiful mumma bear and I at Clyde River Berry Farm tonight. It was from last season, but you get an idea of the fruit! If you are heading down the south coast around December, I encourage you to pay them a visit. A word of advice, do not put the address into your car's sat nav. Follow the directions on the website!  We made that mistake first time around.