Saturday, August 1, 2009

In Pursuit of Huckleberries

This is my ninth summer living in Idaho. I figured it was high time to go pick huckleberries...the official fruit of Idaho...enough to make some jam or syrup. Dad had come up to Idaho with LeAnn, so off he and I went to the Kelly Canyon area and then down along the dirt road that follows the Snake River canyon between Swan Valley and Heise.
The first part of this pursuit was a fun, beautiful drive along the Snake River. This is the part of the river that you don't see when you are on Hwy 26 driving to/from Swan Valley and Ririe. In fact, I had no idea how beautiful this stretch of river is. Is is quite remote...yet a very popular place for people to bring their RVs to camp.

Then we headed back up toward Kelly Canyon. I found a place to park (won't disclose where that was) and I went of to find some huckleberries. Dad stayed back at the Explorer. I was walking along thinking to myself that I really didn't know what huckleberry plants looked like...but admiring the beautiful Indian Paintbrush flowers nonetheless.

Well, as I was taking some pictures of the flowers, right there in front of me were the huckleberries. A lot of them!!!! After I picked for about 15 minutes I went back to the car to tell Dad that I was not lost...I was just going to spend a while picking huckleberries. We both then went back to where I was picking the huckleberries. If you've never seen them, this is how they look.

Success!!! I combined the huckleberries with some raspberries from my garden and made some yummy jam. Mmmmmmm.

2 comments:

  1. That Jam is delicious! And I think that they look quite a bit like blue berries. Speaking of Berries...there are thousands of black berries in Oregon, we picked a bunch from a bush in Melissa's yard and brought them back with us. I love berry picking. I'll have to be sure and join you next year.

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  2. Hi! I found your blog on facebook. How fun. I have a blog too. www.wonderfuloneacrefarm.blogspot.com. We saw TONS of huckleberries on our trip in the Tetons. Totally loaded. Bummer that we didn't have time to stop and pick gallons (we could have). All the out of state hikers were walking RIGHT BY THEM! Even when we had paused to stuff our faces as fast as we could, they didn't stop and try ONE. Crazy people. Then we didn't have time to stop and pick any more or we would be late. So we got pretty good at picking them one at a time as we walked by. I think it could be a new competitive sport. I can see it now: Super Huckleberry Hiker Pickers of America.

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