Issue: Workshop explores turning huckleberries into cash crop/Betsy Russell, SR.

DFO: It was 1977, and I was new to the Inland Northwest when the late C. Patrick King took me huckleberrying and fly fishing for the first time -- behind the Hungry Horse Dam, just south of Glacier National Park. What a perfect day. We picked out fill of the berries and Pat (then publisher of The Daily Inter Lake of Kalispell, Mont.) gave me some of his trout to take home. It's one of my fondest memories of life up here.

Question: When's the last time you've been huckleberrying and have you had any great adventures doing so?

Feedback: I'm writing to say that I can tolerate the high price of real estate in Kootenai county, the traffic on 95, the heinous crimes that people from outside the area commit here, I can even tolerate Hagabum (as he was known in my childhood home), but by God, I draw the line at huckleberry farms. What? you take an exit off I-90, somewhere around 41, drive into the foothills to a U-pick place for huckleberries??

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