However, Charlie's excitement was short-lived and disappointment was beginning to set in. He wanted to fill his tub in the first few minutes but we had some walking to do before we would find any worth picking.
It took just a little bit of encouragement for him to carry on...
...and it wasn't long before he found a few of those wanted whoppers
Soon it was going well and the tubs began to fill up.
Unfortunately blackberrying isn't without its hazards. At one stage Charlie reached into and under a bush and stuck his hand into a pile of nettles. Ouch!
The fluffy clouds reflected on the water were picture perfect I thought.
Still going well. I think this photo looks very autumnal.
Billy's tub was practically overflowing! I have to say he collected the most.
On the way back now but it's difficult to stop picking blackberries once you start. There's always just another bunch of them that catches your eye.
Halfway back to the car and a little breather was taken. This is one of those photos that just pleases me. Don't know why in particular that it pleases me. It just does.
A couple of days later I made the pie and the crumble and there's still half a tub of blackberries in the freezer.