Apple pickin'

Just got back from a trip to a mountain-top apple orchard......apples, cold fresh apple cider and hot apple-cider donuts straight out of the fryer. Yum-mee!

The best part, though, was driving up to the orchard, then down the other side of the mountain, then up another even taller mountain and down the other side of that. Twisty-turny hairpin turns -- yeehaw!!! I do believe that my alter ego is a Grand Prix driver, because I had the time of my life driving up and down those mountains. I think I scared 10 years off the Spousal Equivalent's life expectancy, though. He does not like mountain driving, especially when Barney "Juju" Oldfield is in the driver's seat.

I'm really going to miss these mountain roads when I get back to flat old Florida. Only two more weeks here.....sigh.
 

The cider sounds good. Ah, twisting mountain roads. There are a lot of those in parts of Oregon. When I was a kid my parents insisted I come with them on their deer hunting trips. The roads were high up the mountains, single-laned dirt roads and a dead-drop on the one side. Thankfully my dad was a cautious driver. But when we met another vehicle, someone had to back up for a long ways. That was the scary part.
 
Oh, I love apples but of course, can't eat them anymore. There is a couple that has a son up in Maine and they send some down here for sale. Used to buy so many of them, really crunchy and sweet! Made applesauce with the grandchildren, they had fun! Always loved the smell of apples too!
 

The cider sounds good. Ah, twisting mountain roads. There are a lot of those in parts of Oregon. When I was a kid my parents insisted I come with them on their deer hunting trips. The roads were high up the mountains, single-laned dirt roads and a dead-drop on the one side. Thankfully my dad was a cautious driver. But when we met another vehicle, someone had to back up for a long ways. That was the scary part.

Ah, the Oregon mountain roads. We were coming back from Detroit Lake once and I decided to take a "short-cut" back to Salem, which ended up being a dirt logging road about 1 1/2 cars wide, with a sheer drop off. When we would meet a logging truck, they gave no mercy.......I'd have to drive into the bushes to let them by. That was the last time I was allowed to take shortcuts.
 
Just got back from a trip to a mountain-top apple orchard......apples, cold fresh apple cider and hot apple-cider donuts straight out of the fryer. Yum-mee!

The best part, though, was driving up to the orchard, then down the other side of the mountain, then up another even taller mountain and down the other side of that. Twisty-turny hairpin turns -- yeehaw!!! I do believe that my alter ego is a Grand Prix driver, because I had the time of my life driving up and down those mountains. I think I scared 10 years off the Spousal Equivalent's life expectancy, though. He does not like mountain driving, especially when Barney "Juju" Oldfield is in the driver's seat.

I'm really going to miss these mountain roads when I get back to flat old Florida. Only two more weeks here.....sigh.

Makes me envious :) I can just smell the fresh apples. I love the smell of an apple orchard.
 
Lots of apple picking to do in these parts, but what I really love is the local food stores feature apples from local orchards, so we can pick from several in one stop.
 
Lots of apple picking to do in these parts, but what I really love is the local food stores feature apples from local orchards, so we can pick from several in one stop.

THat's the great thing about this orchard.....they have 10-12 different kinds of apples growing there. Of course, not all come in at the same time, so you might only have 8 different kinds to pick from. Some you can pick directly yourself and some are already harvested and for sale in the store.

Off the subject of apples and onto grapes, at the fair we went to last week they had Muscadine grape slushies for sale. You want to taste something sent straight down from heaven? I had two. Then I had a stomach ache, but it was worth it.
 
CT has their Apple Harvest festivals this month. People form long lines at the apple fritter tents. I'm not too big on apples, but there is a variety called Macoun that ripens a bit later than the others that we really go for. It is one of the parents of the famous Honey-Crisp apple.
 


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