I got to be a tourist in Melbourne for the first time in December! With my family visiting from the US it was only natural that I become one of them: a tourist. And so, like any good Melbournian tourist, we set aside a day for a Great Ocean Road-trip.
All excited with brochures and handwritten lists in hand we jumped on the M1. My mom happened to look up at the right time to see the sign for Geelong and said, “Oh that’s where they have fruit picking.”
PICKING OF FRUIT!! My sister immediately woke up from her nap and I made a sharp left turn to exit the highway. Before we knew it we were en route to Tuckerberry Hill. I feel like I’ve been on a bit of a picking binge lately but after the success of apple picking last year I’ll take any picking opportunity that presents itself.
My favorite thing about Tuckerberry Hill is that it’s quite small, but extremely well kept. The fruits are completely protected by netting, and they are grown organically and chemical free. It’s all amazing information, I know, but my mom went into the enclosure with a reason to shamelessly eat the berries straight off the stem. Shame on her, and only her. I swear!
We each took our clear buckets and after a thorough explanation of how to tickle blueberries off their stems and into your bucket we made our way into it all. Past the blooming but not yet ready strawberries we went; we took a left before the lemon trees and there we were, face to face with the blueberries that woud be ours.
I’m no expert or anything but I’ve got to say that the tickling technique is not correct. If experience has taught me anything it’s that a combination of fondling, pushing and light gropeing gets the job done.
Fast forward 45 minutes and we were up to our buckets in blueberries. We picked a total of $39 worth of those sweet little suckers and split them into three bags for our all necessary uses; one to be frozen for baking, one for the way up through Great Ocean Road and one for the drive back.