and I went out a third time, this time we changed areas and found huckleberries. Lots of them although they were small making us have to work hard to get the amount we wanted.
We were so proud of our catch that we sort of used them as a centerpiece. We were surprised to find them not picked over because the patches were not up in the deep woods, but rather, fairly accessable. Perhaps people have not been out because according to my sister there is a sow bear and her cubs that have been in the area and I did see bear scat. D_G & I were not afraid, however, as we were guarded and protected by the Cocker Spaniel of courage, who has yapping as his super power. There were deer around as well as extremely crabby chipmunks and ground squirrels. But the happy point is that we have enough for our pie for Christmas dinner, a pie tomorrow, and we had huckleberries on ice cream Thursday night. Heaven.
We could also share them with HGS, who is still here for a few days before he returns to PDX. ( For those of you who have not seen him recently )
I am still flailing away attempting to bake bread over the coals in a cloche: ( although it looks like it would work )