Oh man, say it ain't so, the spread I've dreamed about for years is for sale and thain't no way I'm gonna be able to buy it. Old man Fischer died a couple years back and his kids apparently don't have a devotion to the berries like he did. I believe he planted the patch and it meant a lot to him:
http://www.upicker.com/
He ran it as a U-pick patch exclusively as far as I know, at least since the late 80s when I first went there. There's something magical about going to the patch early in the morning and having blueberries for your breakfast. Try eating only berries for a couple days. Oh man, cleans you out real good -- like a bear.
This place would be great for a healing retreat. It's on 11 acres, about 3 of them blueberries, surrounding by woods. Who knows, maybe someone reading this is looking for a place to retire, will buy it, and hire me when I'm old and crippled to tend the bushes. Aye, there'd be a great reward.