Guarding Local Secrets


By the look on the face of the US Forest Service employee, you’d have thought we just demanded he hand over his firstborn. I swear, all we did was ask where to find huckleberries. But let me back up…

Last week we enjoyed every minute of a much-needed mental break when we ventured out on a road trip to some of the more beautiful areas of the Northwest, relatively speaking in our own backyard. We braved the bears and camped every night under a full moon, staying in such places as Glacier National Park, Flathead Lake, and Sandpoint, Idaho. I really had no idea just how beautiful all these places were going to be, and I was not disappointed!

Glacier National Park








One of the major goals of our trip, aside from getting away from our computers and anything that resembled work was, as you have probably guessed by now, to apprehend an assortment of our favorite berries—huckleberries, blackberries, and blueberries. We weren’t sure what would be in or out of season, but as it turns out, everything was late this year and synced perfectly, ripening just in time for our arrival. We even got in on the yummy cherry harvest at Flathead Lake!

Huckleberry bushes

At $50 a gallon, it is hard to find the coveted huckleberries. Not only that, it takes an army of folks a whole day to get enough to make a pie. One person even told us in a restaurant that one huckleberry pie would cost $35, which is why they don’t make it and serve it for diners! They are small and hard to come by, but they are sure worth it! The flavor is absolutely delicious.

With this our first-ever serious huckleberry-picking trip, we didn’t know how to go about finding them, so we started asking folks as soon as we got to Libby, Montana. The first place was in a gas station. As soon as I said, “huckleberries,” the two ladies standing at the counter practically glared at me and said, “They aren’t ready yet this year.” When I pressed them as to the location one might find them if they were, they asked which direction we had come from and both agreed that the only huckleberries were 20 miles back the way we came. I was skeptical.

We tried our luck again at Flathead Lake and were told there are no huckleberries at Flathead lake, but only up in Glacier Park…the way we had just come.

We tried our luck again at a campground in Sandpoint. Again, as soon as I mentioned huckleberries to the camp hosts, they started shifting their eyes at each other and the husband said, a little too enthusiastically, “This is a BAD year for huckleberries—too cool and too much moisture. You won’t find enough to make it worth your while.” No matter how we pressed, he got out of naming any specific locations. We were getting really suspicious. It seemed obvious that these locals did not want outsiders helping themselves to the sought-after berries.

Hard work to pick, but o so fun to eat!

And finally, when we ventured to a well-known huckleberry spot (per Google) at another lake, someone from a visitor’s center—who just so happened to be out of huckleberry maps—had given us the tip that the US Forest Service would provide us with a huckleberry map, showing all the key locations. I guess it has something to do with us tourists paying their wages, or something like that. Yet again, as soon as the words were out, the guy at the counter gave the same lame diatribe of there being no berries this year, and then he “couldn’t find” his free huckleberry maps, “sorry about that.”


But stroke of luck! Some woman employee came in from the back of the building and

Hard to hide the evidence...

stood over the scene, watching us ask him to keep looking for the map and…what a coincidence, it was right there in front of him in a box—a very large box full of oversized huckleberry maps (easy to miss)! But again, he steered us to an area on the map and said our best bet would be this, ahem, certain area. We decided to nix his advice and picked a completely different area that looked more promising. And, well, the rest is history. We brought home a couple gallons of beautiful, juicy, sweet huckleberries!

Next entry, perhaps we’ll tackle other secrets that are guarded by those “in the know.” Stay tuned…

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