Avila Apple Picking

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Since we weren’t sure if we were going to make it up to Avila Valley Barn in October (soccer schedule seems to prevail), we decided to combine our nearby outing with the Young Men and the Cardboard Boat Regatta and head up to the farm earlier in the season than usual.

We still did the hayride, only it was out to the apple orchard not to the pumpkins. And we stopped at the candy shop, only it was too early for pumpkin fudge. But the roasted corn and homemade ice cream were just as good as ever.

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We picked Gala apples until our plastic bag was about to burst. Warren made a little friend who he convinced to get as dirty as possible out on those tractor roads as we waited for the hayride back to the barn. Maddie was completely filthy after tagging along. She loves to follow big brother.

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I love this tradition. Hopefully, our kids won’t outgrow it any time soon. There are usually a handful of teenagers roaming the farm every time we go, so I’m hoping to squeeze this event out for as long as possible.

2 thoughts on “Avila Apple Picking”

  1. I think your family tradition is safe. I would have loved to do that all my life, even if I would have pretended to protest during my jr high years.

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