Yesterday, after another night of rain and day of sunshine it was decided that some mushrooms might definitely be out. We headed out into the hills behind Fairfax to the favourite spot the family has for Chanterelle hunting but a powerline had come down and we couldnt get through on the road we needed so we detoured and went nearby to a new hill. My favourite thing in the world besides a good book and a beach is wild mushroom hunting and living in a very dry part of the world, besides whoopee making mushies, not alot are to be found out in the wild. Its a great way to walk as it takes any effort you may have resisted, out and replaced it with a focussed and meditative like experience. The hills were steep, covered in oak and californian buckeye trees which produce a wonderfull looking nut which hang like cojoined pears. Their chamois-like skins split whilst hanging, revealing the most wonderful nut which is very hard and very shiny and looks like a ball of highly polished wood. Sadly, when on the ground, they also look very much like a mushroom. The walk was challenging and very beautiful. We found lots of newly sprouted funghi, but none of it edible, well we found one Bolette. Today we will try again with memories of last years bumper harvest of 24 pounds of Chanterelles for Xmas lunch on everyones minds.
Keep close to Nature's heart...and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean. - John Muir
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