“That’s a great sign- a gigantic puddle” Scott said as he parked his 4Runner. We stepped out, grabbed his woven foraging basket (preferable to a bag because it spreads the spores of gathered mushrooms) and immediately stumbled upon several clusters of “Shaggy Mane” mushrooms busting through moist dirt beside the forest road. Our spirits were high at having found a flush of edible mushrooms so early in our hunt… if only we had known how ironic this immediate find would become.
