Anyway, the farm we chose is apparently the coolest ever because they invited us out for a Memorial Day Weekend camping trip! It was a blast. I had so much fun I want to drag all of my family and friends there next year.
We arrived on Saturday afternoon and quickly made camp. It was a really simple set up. The family who runs the farm had cleared little nooks in the woods on the property. We chose a shady one, put up our tents, snacked on the ridiculous amount of food we brought along (peanut butter pretzels and Kettle Corn cookies...yum), and got changed.
Once all of the visitors (maybe 30 of us?) met back at the farmhouse, we got a tour of the beautiful grounds. We saw their geese, chickens, fields, baby vegetable plants in their greenhouse, and where they grow mushrooms (that's the photo of the stacked up logs below - so interesting!). Best of all, they took us to a strawberry patch and let us pick some fruit. Let me tell you - there is nothing like eating a just-picked strawberry that's still warm from the sun.
After our tour we had about an hour before dinner. Kevin, Kelly, and Erin ate an entire jar of bean dip, apparently, and I took a nap. It was so nice to sleep in our tent for a little bit.
I don't have photos of the evening, but it was great. They cooked us a dinner made entirely from their own produce along with cheese and meat (for the lone carnivore in our group) from neighboring farms. THEN, my friends, came the talent show. Wow. Hippy renditions of Bob Marley. A very insecure farm intern singing a nice version of "Girl from Ipanema." A didgeridoo (that long Australian horn-type interment) performance. I still think the four of us should have put something together. We all eventually migrated to the campfire, ate smores and marshmallows and drank Leinenkugels, and finally gave up around 10:30 and headed to bed.
That night Kelly, Erin, and I slept for ten hours. Ten hours! On hard ground out in the woods. Kevin got up early and took a hike by himself and took some photos. Did you know this is how asparagus grows (third photo down)?
We woke up just in time for a very gentle yoga class on the deck of the farmhouse. And then breakfast was more farm and locally grown/raised food, including maple syrup from trees on the property. After we ate as much as we could hold, they took us strawberry and rhubarb picking one more time. They sent us home with what we picked as well as bundles of asparagus and some snow peas they had in storage.
It was such a cool experience - one of the most interesting weekends I've had in a long time. You can click here to go to the farm's website.
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