We have been looking forward to apple picking since fall set in, and now that we are back in New York State, it was time to go. New York is the second greatest apple producing state after Washington. I didn’t eat a lot of apples growing up in Washington, but now I eat pretty much an apple a day from September (end of stone fruit season) until June (beginning of strawberry season). I love fruit, and apples are great all winter long.

It’s late in the season, and we are in the middle of a cold front bringing “unseasonably cold weather”, so finding an orchard still open for apple picking was a little more difficult than expected. Instead of 25 options within a couple hours to the northeast of Albany, I could only find three still offering u-pick this weekend. John chose Sand Flats Orchard┬ábased on their story.

Sand Flats Orchard offers not just apples to pick, but also u-pick pumpkins, a corn maze, and all the standard farm animals to visit: goats, chickens, pigs and a calf. We had a great time! We picked a peck of pickled peppers apples, pulled each other in the pumpkin wagon, pet the calf and chickens, fed the goats and chatted with the orchard owner. Our traveling lifestyle came up while we were at the cash register, and the orchard owner Jim revealed that he and his wife used to be hippies and have done their fair share of road-tripping. He sat down and talked to us about traveling while we enjoyed hot cider and apple cider donuts. Picking the orchard by the family’s story was the right decision!

Apple picking successful!

Apple picking successful!

How tall this fall? Too tall to stand in front of the sign!

How tall this fall? Too tall to stand in front of the sign!

Betty the calf.

Betty the calf. Coincidently, the name we plan to give our future milk cow.

Betty was so friendly I couldn't help but try to pet her.

Betty was so friendly I couldn’t help but try to pet her.

This small goat has a hard time competing with the herd for treats, so I gave him extra bites.

This small goat has a hard time competing with the herd for treats, so I gave him extra bites.

I was surprised when John accepted my offer to pull him in the pumpkin wagon.

I was surprised when John accepted my offer to pull him in the pumpkin wagon.

He wouldn't let me get away without taking a ride. He ran with it (literally) and wouldn't let me out!

He wouldn’t let me get away without taking a ride. He ran with it (literally) and wouldn’t let me out!

7 Thoughts on “Apple Picking

  1. Patricia Lehne on October 29, 2013 at 12:16 pm said:

    LOVE IT! LOVE IT! LOVE IT! So glad your having a good time. Heidi, I really like the picture of you holding the basket of apples.

  2. I like the part about the orchard master being a former hippie. Brings back fond (albeit fuzzy) memories of the 60s. The apples, pumpkins, goats, calf, and cart pics are fun too. Keep on keepin’ on.

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  4. maudie engel on November 1, 2013 at 2:00 pm said:

    our apples were great right in the back yard… what do you mean naming your milk cow? planning on a farm ?

    • Hahaha! We were wondering what kind of comments we would get on that statement. No, we are not planning on a farm. I have had a fantasy about growing my own food for a while, by which I mean fruits and veggies, but we go through a lot of milk, hence the talk about a cow. I am pretty sure we could easily use a cow’s worth of milk between the two of us, but I wouldn’t really be able to deal with what it takes to keep a cow in production – breeding the cow and disposing of the calf. Thinking too much about the process makes me think I should quit dairy all together.

  5. Cool guys so nice see your happy faces !!!!

  6. Love living vicariously through you guys – missed out on apple picking this fall, but have been enjoying all the cheap NY apples at my local fruit market…

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