After 3 years of trying, at last I have a bouncing baby melon. 1 lb. 8 oz. of goodness. It had slipped from the vine, so it may be a trifle overripe, but it was still tastier than the majority of supermarket melons I try.
There are a few more on the vine that I have high hopes for, but they’d better ripen right quick as the days and nights are cooling down. This morning at 6 am it was only 45°F at Henbogle.