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| HarvestFest at Raishland was suggested by my dad so we jumped at the chance to have another annual Raishland adventure. | 
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| first thing that happened when we got out of the minivan was BOOM cormac got bartlett's hat. | 
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| I rented a minivan from Laguardia airport which sucked going to pick up and drop off and we made it to Canisteo in time to throw these tin foil dinners into the fire | 
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| it started raining so we had a little pow wow in the party tent | 
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| harvest time. and segways | 

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| Our heirloom Northern Spie apples | 
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| after a few hour we had enough for 48 gallons of cider! | 

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| trying our 1 yr aged cider from last year, was kind of a little too alcoholic tasting and maybe tasted better after 2-3 months. | 

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| waiting forever to get our apples pressed at Lain's Cider Mill. We waited all day. | 

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| great cider donuts. | 
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| Mom stayed with the apples while we went down the road to cider creek to have a drink | 
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| Mary in the passenger's seat was trying to keep it together but kept giving side eye and being suspicious so I had to make her get out of the vehicle and put her paws on the hood. | 
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| finally our turn | 
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| i left a beef jerky stick in the car and the door open and some scamp of a dog got in there and made a mess! | 
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| the archery setup. Later Cormac would bark at the pumpkin endlessly not knowing what it was. | 
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| mom found this letter we wrote negotiating for higher pay | 
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| Steven claims this is a well known thing that Mc'Donald's bags are used to create a private eating space but maybe it's just cuz he worked at McDonald's in new castle as a boy. | 
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| not great fuel economy in the minivan. | 
 
















