What to do with all those mushrooms? A Puzzlement!
I scoured the Crescent Hills Saturday again. Found a young hobo lost, looking for water and directions - had just come off of a freight from Portland headed for Georgia. He couldn't understand why no one would befriend him. I gave him water and directed him to the kind ladies at Route 66 Park.
Moments later I popped out of the woods on top of a popular mountain bike trail. There at my feet were a couple dozen 3" beautiful black morels. The trail riders were oblivious. I packed them up and headed home for some spring yard work.
As I stacked brush I noticed several verpa bohemica (30 or so) and as I picked them I also noticed two 10" blacks, standing right there next to my rock garden. We use no pesticide or artificial fertilizers so those 'shrooms went right into the basket!
Yesterday I decided to brave the drizzle and spend another afternoon in the woods. Jackpot! Underneath blooming may apples, I found about 20 yellows, common morels, in perfect shape, all 5" to 8". I filled my bag and headed home to clean them.
I feasted on blacks and yellows last night. I'll have morels aplenty for the next week. But it doesn't stop there: The weather has turned cool and rainy again, so the fruiting will continue perhaps for weeks.
This has been the best year for Morels that I can remember.
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