I live in the 'Blueberry Capital of the World', as it's been called, lol. It should have been named 'Sudberry', instead of 'Sudbury', but alas, it was named after an English city I believe?
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All of the rocks here, plus the mining effects (ugh) add wonderful minerals to the soil... hence, the blueberries prosper!
Since I was an itty-bitty I have picked the beautiful blues and I continue to do so every year. Getting better with experience. Never put berries in to plastic or tin, they sweat. Always cardboard. Never put berries in to the fridge until you have to: once again, they will sweat. When freezing, DO NOT WASH FIRST, the moisture will cause your berries to freeze altogether in one or two solid lumps. Even better, freeze them all on a cookie sheet, one layer, as few touching as possible, and THEN transfer in to ziploc bags or tupperwares for further freezing. And the less you handle berries, the better (especially the blues - they will turn black within 5 seconds of rolling around in a well-meaning hand).
As far as the picking goes, many people can't handle the deerflies and horseflies, the mosquitoes and blackflies, the sunburns if you don't dress properly and are picking after noon, the cold if you don't dress properly and are picking in the morning after the dew evaporates, the sitting on rocks, the crouching, bending, kneeling, the fear of our Canadian bears attacking us pickers to 'steal' our berries, lol....but, I say that all of the blueberry pies, blueberry buckles, blueberry cakes, muffins, loafs, smoothies, blueberries in cereal or oatmeal, or even just in a bowl of milk with a bit of brownsugar sprinkled or maple syrup drizzled on top, etc., are well worth the hassle. I will continue to pick until I can't anymore.
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I grew up doing it, and I love it. I'll walk a mile to a favourite patch, bring my blanket and baskets, suntan lotion, bugspray, sun hat, proper clothing, and then it's just me, the birds, and the berries. I have encountered a few bears throughout my years of picking, but none of them have attempted thievery, lol. They are more scared of us than we are of them (unless they are sick, starving, or rabid... and in that case you can usually tell... that's when you grab your basket and book it! RARE!)
Then, there are these silly things that the 'money-makers' use (the ones that pick blueberries soley to sell them in bulk to grocery stores and other BIG buyers) called 'Blueberry combs', and they look just like they sound. A big plastic comb with a small bucket on one end. I have always refused to use one. If you know how to pick and if you can pick well, you don't need one... you will yield more berries picking by hand. More importantly, the stupid things tear the bushes to shreds, leaving very little promise for next year's berries, while mangling the ones they do harvest.
It's not just us that eat berries, the wild-life does too. Cursed blueberry combs.
We also have blackberries, raspberries, strawberries over this way.... but none as plentiful as the blueberry.