Wild blueberries

After lunch we continued hiking up to the Cabane Bella Tolla from some blueberry pie. The baker had hiked out that morning to pick wild blueberries. It was, of course, the best pie we had ever had. Remember now, we are on top of a mountain, in the middle of nowhere, in a hiking hut. They were very surprised to meet an American up there. They had met English speaking peoples before, but never Americans.