OK, I was going to leave the end of the title off but didn’t want to lead anyone here under false pretense, besides I may miss my target audience.
As I sit here early this morning, checked the weather, web and window, looked at the calendar, surfed the net for the latest sighting report….everything points to now is the time, at least in this neck of the woods. Morel mushrooms…those tasty little timber treats that are so very elusive, why do I go hunting them? First off its spring and I haven’t worked since November so there’s that money thing, but being self employed…the boss says I can go. Then there’s the pressure, what if I don’t find any or worse a couple, sorry Art, Wayne, Jeff but in this venture I come first. So I drive, the wrong way out of town, to fool the followers and not give up my secret spot, travel up to 30miles wasting gas and park nowhere near where I’m going to hunt. I’ve been lucky and found them as I stepped out of the truck, have even spotted them from the window as I drive down the road but more time than not you walk, maybe as much as 10miles s..l..o..w..l..y through some of the worst terrain you can imagine usually end up bleeding, and all for what…if you don’t know, then you don’t like them or never eating them, it’s one of my passions. These little delicacies are available for but a short time, maybe 2 weeks, some say longer but the timber floor grows fast and I don’t like digging through poison ivy, multiflower rows and the ticks get real bad. I could do this a business venture, they sell for as much as $15 a pound, but between my family and friends and me I’d go broke. Then there’s the health issues, eggs, butter(real) and frying, thank god you only find them for a short time, forgo the cholesterol check during this period. Now that I have worked myself into a frenzy, I’ll wake the kid up and go…..dam it’s raining, oh-well that what’s makes them grow, maybe tomorrow.
I have 2 questions to end this; why do I do it? You tell me, and have you found any yet??? Happy hunting.