Truth be told, my mom has been dragging me to the National Apple Harvest Festival since I was a…read morelittle kid. So this wasn't my first rodeo--but after a 15-year hiatus from the apple-scented chaos, I decided it was time to make the trip again.
My most vivid memory from those childhood visits was getting a scrapple, egg, and cheese sandwich as soon as we walked through the main gate. So naturally, that was my one and only mission this year.
I left early on a cool Sunday morning to beat the crowd, and once I got close, I was impressed by how well-organized everything was. Signs for parking and shuttles were everywhere, and plenty of friendly folks were directing traffic. I scored a front row parking spot (woot woot!) and hopped on the yellow school bus shuttle--instantly transported back in time to grade school days, tire hump seat and all.
Tickets were $11.80, which I bought online ahead of time (pro tip: screenshot your ticket before you leave home--cell service is spotty at the festival). The line for online tickets was blissfully empty, and moments later, I was walking through the gates toward my breakfast destiny.
And there it was--the same stand in the exact same spot I remembered, still cranking out hot breakfast sandwiches to hungry festivalgoers. A few minutes later, I was living my memories: melty cheese, a thick slab of crispy scrapple, a simple no-nonsense bun, and a cold chocolate milk in hand. Standing in the sunshine on a crisp October morning, surrounded by laughter, music, and the smell of apples--it was pure nostalgia.
After breakfast, I wandered through hundreds of vendors selling everything from handcrafted furniture and antiques to apple cider slushies and apple butter (of course I bought some). There was even a petting zoo, live music, and plenty of fall charm packed into every corner.
The port-a-johns were plentiful, clean, and monitored (bonus points!), and the free parking/shuttle system worked like a dream. Go early if you want to avoid the crowds--by midday, the place was packed.
All in all, it was a perfect fall morning--a welcome blast from the past and a reminder of a family tradition worth keeping alive.