Most of the past years our family has gotten our pumpkin from a pumpkin patch up in Northern Virginia. This year with George's schedule we weren't able to make it, so we decided to get our pumpkin from our favorite apple orchard in Charlottesville, Carter's Mountain.
Lance just had a soccer game and we had an activity planned for 5 p.m., so we were a little crunched for time. It took us about an hour to get up the mountain because it was the Fall Festival AND we had to park on the next mountain over because of all the people, so we were left with about an hour to pick apples, pick a pumpkin and get back in the car. Not much time to enjoy, but we tried to make the most of it.
We had to hike a long way to get to some trees that had apples. There were hundreds of other people there that had picked the trees closer to the barn clean.
Lance discovered how much fun it is to destroy the rotten apples. Boys!
And Cole loved chewing on his own little apple.
We attempted a family picture...
...but the sun was shining right in our eyes. You can see how pretty it was up there, though.
Hiking back down with our haul of apples.
What cute pumpkins!
They had HUGE pumpkins and pie pumpkins, so you guessed it...
We picked a huge one!
Everyone was a really good sport about the limited time we had and the insane amount of walking we got to do. We took a shuttle back to our car (thank goodness!) and made our way as fast as we could home, just in time to start a scavenger hunt activity with a group of friends.
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