We were lucky enough to be invited to the Ford Ranch to pick raspberries this morning. I was so excited as these raspberries are legendary around here. My husband's Aunt Vicki is a Ford and she got us the invite. We left at 6:30 this morning as they like to pick the berries early and beat the heat. Perfect if you ask me. I dislike the hot part of the day.
Helen and Keith have had this thornless raspberry patch for about 50 years. They told me that it used to be twice as big but it just got to be too much. I was pretty fascinated by what was there and hope I am invited back someday. They pick every day for several weeks and can, freeze and dry their berries for use later on.
They had already been picking for a while when we got there and had picked a couple of gallons by 7:00 am. There were still lots more to pick. They pick a few rows every day and then start the rotation over when the first row is ripe again. There were still so many unripe ones that these folks really have their work cut out for them.
This is just what we brought home. The Fords picked twice this many too. I am going through the canning and preserving guides to see what I want to do with my bounty. I must say picking these beauties from thornless vines made life really nice. Thornless is the way to go.
The berries held together very nicely and are sweet as they could be. I am anxious to figure out what to do with them. I love canning and maybe jam or jelly is the plan for today. I also thought drying them may be an option for making muffins with later. I have yet to dry berries and will be consulting Google before I try it.