"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way..."

"...To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day:
Blueberries as big as the end of your thumb,
Real sky-blue, and heavy, and ready to drum
In the cavernous pail of the first one to come!"

-excerpt from Blueberries by Robert Frost

August 8, 2001

So, I left off on August 7, 2001 arriving and staying at the Cookie Lady's place, a blueberry farm run by Rosalyn and Roy.  After sleeping in their yard under a beautiful sky of stars (the Eastern US was entering a drought...so no risk of rain), we awoke to the quiet that enfolds a field full of hundreds of blueberry bushes.

from here

I fired up my alcohol stove and cooked up some oatmeal.  As I was about to dig in, I looked around and grabbed a handful of blueberries and enjoyed them with my breakfast.

A little while later Roy came out, and I told him I had grabbed a handful of the berries and asked what I owed him.  He said, don't worry about it;  then he gave me two gallon-sized ziploc bags and said to fill them:

Roy had me pick a lot of blueberries to take to Good Pond Cabin because they make pancakes in the morning.  

Thank you Roy!  God bless him and the Cookie Lady.

Cookie Lady's place from this cool blog.

Goose Pond Cabin:

That's where I am now.  There are bunks in the cabin and I even got to take a canoe out on the lake during sunset.

Before I took the canoe out, I tried something I'd always wanted to try:

I took my Therm-a-rest out on the lake.

Yep.  Worked like a charm.  I floated out on the lake way out into the middle...just me and my Therm-a-rest.  When I realized all of the speed boats were starting to come back, I swiftly paddled back to shore and got the canoe.

I really wish I had a picture of me out in the middle of that lake on my Therm-a-rest!

Blueberry pancakes in the morning...