On a recent afternoon I wandered through the forest and went a little bit crazy. I started picking mushrooms, and by the time I stopped, I had more than I necessarily wanted to deal with at one time.
My problem stemmed (if you will) from my desire to find king boletes. We’ve harvested a few early boletes from one specific section of our trail above the cabin, enough to whet our appetite. They’re just barely in season; we likely won’t see many of them before about the middle of August.
As I searched the forest floor, I picked other mushrooms, chanterelles and some early but healthy-sized hedgehogs. Then I entered a swale to the south of us where we get a lot of mushrooms, and found false matsutakes.
Mock matsutakes, chanterelles, and hedgehogs (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).
