Wasn’t that a great bit of rain we had this weekend? A bit of rain on Friday and then a really nice soaking on Sunday morning.
The garden and our shrubs just perked right up, but the only thing was we could have used a couple of more days of that to really get down deep into the soil.
Ever optimistic, I decided to take a stroll out in the woods to see how much rain made it to the fortes floor. To be totally honest, I wanted to see if there may be something from the Kingdom Fungi , other than polypores, poking their heads up.
Off I went to one of my Favorited foray areas, and sure enough the trail was damp, the moss had plumped up and didn’t crackle like rice crispies, I was not more than 5 minutes on the trail when in a low spot, under a ridge over a small trickle of a stream I saw it. A lovely Russula
This I said to myself was a good sign. Even in the drought, give the forest floor a bit of moisture and things start to happen.. On I continued, my eyes ever scanning the forest floor to the left and to the right, to the left and the right, like one of those Cylones from that TV series Battlestar Galactica.
Sure enough, I see something on my left, buff in colour, just poking up through the fir needles…I bend down closer and touch the small bump. It is firm and not a leaf. I kneel down next to it and brush away the duff and see a white stem…I lean in and give it a sniff and catch that sweet, fruity, apricot aroma. I take my knife out of it’s sheath and gently push it down beside the stem, going an inch or more below the cap and press it into the stem and slice through. I raise it slowly to my nose and sniff the freshly cut stem while also looking at the underside of the cap. No pores, no gills just folds. It’s my first Chanterelle of the season! Lovely!
Its the earliest I have ever found some, but it wasn’t to be my last either.
A bit further down the trail, I came upon a cavity where it looked like a rock had been removed or someone had excavated the area for gravel to add to the trail. I saw a while stump with a bit of a cap still attached. I crouched down and took a closer look and sure enough it was what I thought it was….a hedge hog, mostly consumed by either a slug or squirrel.
On I trekked, wondering what else I would find.
I came across more chanterells,and then a tree loaded with oyster mushrooms. Now the oyster mushrooms where a few days beyond anyone except flies and slugs. Had I been on the trail 3 or 4 days earlier I would have found them in prime condition.
So there you have it….in the middle of one of the driest spring and summers on record, after one reasonably good rain and up pop the mushrooms.
Oh, and for those of you who may know where I go-a-wandering, stay out of my patch!!!
This time I hope not to see you on the trails ( at least not where I go) sometimes,