Every summer growing up we used to go pick blueberries at a place called Blueberry Hill. The picking was the best part because we literally gorged ourselves on blueberries. So we took the kids and headed over. Their berries are too die for. The only problem with this trip was that it was HOT HOT HOT and it didn't really agree with the kids. And so they fussed a little and the owners/workers aren't very tolerant of noise while you pick. Kind of weird huh. We'll just leave it at they are known for their berries and that is IT. We were able to snap a few pictures though.