Almost got blown off Highway 101 yesterday afternoon as I drove down to Pistol River from Washington. But today wandered just a bit and found mushroom heaven!
mushrooms on walking stick leaning up against cabin for the past year
I don’t know any mushrooms, except that I am learning chanterelles – my very first one picked (yes, I had someone experienced validate my find):
It is a bit mature, and rained on, but I will trim it up and dry saute it; and eat like a mountain hermit!
a middling life 