After a month's absence, I finally visited the Finger Lake NF again this past weekend. I had located some patches of strawberry plants while turkey hunting in May (locating prime foraging habitat is one of the many benefits of hunting), and fully intended to return to those locations in early summer to collect the fruits. Then I installed two gardens, and life has been nothing but one long lesson in garden tending ever since.
But on Sunday, after hearing I had missed the wild strawberry harvest, I threw down my hoe and picked up my compass for a five hour foray into the forest.
Much to my delight, the strawberries were just starting to ripen and I discovered a new plant--the dewberry!
First Dewberry (Rubus flagellaris) sighting!
Wild Strawberry, with slug in foreground and dewberry in background. Most of the strawberries were still white. Although not as numerous as the dewberries, they pack an amazing punch of flavor for their size that makes them well worth pursuing.
More dewberries. Once I crossed the trail, the strawberries faded and the dewberries became more numerous, mostly in thick 10' x 10' patches (20-30 berries) about 50-70' apart.
From above, the same patch as the previous picture. The berries are barely noticeable while standing. Leaning down and viewing the vegetation from ground level often exposes berries that would go unnoticed from above--a fact that held true for both the strawberries and dewberries.
This is why I love foraging/hunting/hiking in the Finger Lakes NF. You run across these old remnants of past land uses. This must have been either an old foundation for a house or a simple pile of stone that was cleared from the field for agricultural use, suggesting what is now forest was once a (failed) agricultural field or homesite, as is often the case in the Finger Lakes NF. I always get chills up my spine when I come across these sites.
The final haul. About three hours worth of foraging. Note Indian Cucumber in background, which I couldn't resist nibbling on while foraging.
All and all, a good day. There's just something about foraging and being in the woods that gardening can't compete with--especially with hauls like this. I plan to make a jam out of the berries.