Huckleberry Picking

My sister Kerri and I met up yesterday and went huckleberry picking at one of my favorite places above Kelli Canyon Ski Resort. I spent a lot of time in those mountains as a teenager, so it was a trip down memory lane. We each brought two little girls, so they helped pick as well as eat the berries. The girls were really good the entire time. Kerri's Amber was such a good helper with Ashlyn and everyone kept good track of each other.

At one point, Emma announced that she had decided to go to the bathroom. While I hurried to help her, Ashlyn managed to eat about a cup of huckleberries. If you have ever been picking, you know that that's about an hour's worth of work. And she was furious when I took them away from her. I'll admit that I wasn't at all happy about it then, but in all honesty, who could blame her? They're a taste of Idaho heaven. Next time I'll follow Kerri's lead and pick into a milk jug.

All in all, I made it home with four cups of berries. I'll be making a batch of huckleberry raspberry jam and freezing the rest for pancakes and milkshakes. Yummy. Thanks for picking with me Kerri.