We got two small empty sacks from the farm aide at the entrance to the 40-acre apple orchard. We were supposed to put the apples we pick in those bags. The farm was not full compared to the previous weekend according to my sister.
From the entrance, we could already see rows and rows of apple trees. There were more than 10 varieties, each area properly labeled. Bobby tried to pick some golden delicious and red delicious fruits up in the trees. We tasted them fresh and crunchy.
On our way out, we tried the best-selling fresh-from-the-oven apple doughnuts. Didn't have the guts though to try the hot apple cider.