Tradition, tradition...

Today was another picture perfect day - blue sky, no clouds, 75 degrees...and the boat is out of the water!!! Who knew? It's not supposed to be this nice so late into October.

So... we decided to make our annual trek to Hollenbeck's Cider Mill. This has become a tradition for us, consolation for moving back home. It is always best to visit this place on a weekend, because all the activity takes place then. (Now if I were really good at this blogging thing, I would insert a musical clip of "Tradition" from Fiddler on the Roof. I've been humming it all day!)

This is a local, family-owned cider mill that is only open late fall to early spring. They sell pumpkins, apples, squash, apples, cider, apples, cheese, apples and more.....

Did I mention they sell apples?

There is a big, old-fashioned press that makes the cider, which is bottled for you without preservatives or pasturization - a rarity these days. There is always a large crowd watching the press at work.

The main reason for visiting on weekends is that they only make the fresh doughnuts on weekends. Our tradition is to buy a half-dozen of the cinnamon sugar ones.....

And a Dutch Apple pie.....

A half-gallon of cider, and then we head for the hills!