About a month ago, Marcie and I were floating a section of the Russian River and noticed the abundant blackberry crop that was forming along the river bank. We made a mental note to run that section again when they ripened up, and that run was last night.
We ended up with about 4 quarts after about an hours worth of picking and that was nothing compared to the amount that still needed to ripen. Our boats and bodies were covered with blackberry juice when we were finished and we ended up loading up in the near dark at the take out.
We saw more beautiful Mergansers than ever, Egrets and Blue Heron, ate wild grapes that were surprisingly delicious, and watch a blanket of gold lay down over the countryside as the sunset
Duffle Bag Rating: 2 Thumbs Up with my tongue sticking out the side of my mouth.
|Marcie wade picking.|
|In deep water, we picked right out of the kayaks.|
|September Sunset on the Russian River.|