One day, Little Sal went with her mother to Blueberry Hill to pick blueberries…..
One day, the Searls boys went with their parents to Arctic Valley to pick blueberries…..
We hiked here as a family last September and made plans to return during blueberry season. This is that season! 
I’ve heard that people hold their favorite berry patches close and don’t share their secrets here, but this spot is no secret. There were a lot of people up on the mountainside yesterday. By a lot, I mean this: 
Obviously there’s plenty of space to share. Since we were partly there for a hike to the ridge, we meandered our way up a trail through the tundra and easily filled our pie-sized bucket along the way.
Short little Fireweed literally at the top!
I absolutely love these Chugach Mountains:
And then we went home not to this (thankfully!): 
Instead, David the Magician, turned our small blueberry collection into this marvelous pie: 