Blueberry picking in Wisconsin

My roommate, Calvin, invited Dan and I to their annual Behling Blueberry Bash.  Their family owns 140 acres (!) of land in Alma Center, Wisconsin, which is about 2.5 hours from Rochester. Part of their land is used to grow corn and part of it is kept woodsy, so they can go hunt deer and ducks.

We arrived on Friday night and camped out on a hill.  At 6 am the next morning we made our way over to a blueberry farm and started picking. Dan and I picked 13 pounds of blueberries just between the two of us - and that doesn't count all the ones we had already eaten!

 Up to 3000 come to this blueberry farm a season

That's Calvin. 

The rest of the day we just lazed around, stuck our feet in a small pond they had made, and read books on their self-made "beach."  It was so remote and quiet we could see the milky way at night! There was no running water or electricity, but Calvin's father made us some baileys, blueberry, ice-cream shakes with a gas powered weed-whacker they had converted into a blender. Delicious.  We sat around a campfire and they put some eerie Montana wood on the fire - it burns blue and green, like something out of a fantasy novel.

Later that night they had all their family over (like 40 people) and we finally got to eat a giant 90-pound pig they had roasted for 11 hours. Yum.  

Apparently people really do put an apple in the pig's mouth.