Despite much fun and persistence identifying non-edibles, until this weekend I never found the kind of abundance of experienced hunters.
Now look at this.
|See the glint in my eye|
This is only one quarter of the amount I gathered with Wren and Tara in the forest near Deception Pass (while on a preschool camping trip). It was very exciting.
Finding them was very much like a trail of breadcrumbs. First I found one, then another and finally I was scrambling, creeping and crawling through the underbrush of salal, huckleberry and moss to find the next glowing patch. We took them home and cooked some at Tara's for Phoebe's 18th birthday party and I cleaned mine and stored them in the fridge. I have eaten a pile for breakfast and am thinking of drying some and keeping some for Mum, who arrives on Tuesday night.
|It was actually morning but gloomy in |
the forest. See the chanterelles glow!
|A particularly perfect chanterelle. Picture taken by Wren.|
|Wren rolling out pasta for fettuccine|
|The mushrooms before cleaning. See the family goals whiteboard|
in the background and our wall of drawings.
|We have also been harvesting rhubarb from the garden |
because it had covered the path. Mostly, I grow vegetables to
make a point not to eat ;)
|Last weekend we looked for mushrooms at North Bend. Here, Wren|
'smooshes' an old pear shaped puffball to make it puff.
|Wren cuts up an inedible mushroom to "DENTIFY IT"|