A Day of Hunting.



First of all, today was only the 7th nice day we've had all summer. We took full advantage of the sunny weather by starting out picking raspberries. After that we hiked across the highway to the bluff and picked from a wonderful wild strawberry patch. We freeze our berries on flat trays and then bag them for storage. Strawberry rhubarb jam is a favorite of ours. I will probably thaw out some berries later in the year and make some batches. The strawberry patch is full of tall grass, so to get at the strawberries you have to really dig under the layers of growth into the bottom layer of slimy rotten stuff and there are the good strawberries. Intertwined with the strawberries are wild roses. It makes hunting for the strawberries dangerous work. You can tell by the picture that it is a really ugly place to hang out, too. Yucky scenery.

After that we went golfing on the new course that opened recently in Anchor Point. Watching our golf balls zing off into the wilds created many opportunities for hiking through the tall grass looking, not for strawberries, but for my lucky Lion ball. When we were finished the lady who runs the golf shop asked what my score was. When I told her she laughed out loud. I think that points should come off a score card for excellent ball finds in the woods. I would have been way under par with that scoring system.