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Found several at about 2500 feet Saturday but my hot spots at 5000-5600 feet were still partially snow covered! Couldn't believe it. Some other areas I know off of 410 looked great but the ground was very wet so not a whole lot out yet at least in my spots.
Quote from: OutHouse on May 09, 2022, 08:41:52 AMFound several at about 2500 feet Saturday but my hot spots at 5000-5600 feet were still partially snow covered! Couldn't believe it. Some other areas I know off of 410 looked great but the ground was very wet so not a whole lot out yet at least in my spots. We have a bear bait that is also a hot spot for morels thats still partially snow covered. Found about a dozen sunday
Quote from: idaho guy on May 10, 2022, 04:55:42 PMQuote from: OutHouse on May 09, 2022, 08:41:52 AMFound several at about 2500 feet Saturday but my hot spots at 5000-5600 feet were still partially snow covered! Couldn't believe it. Some other areas I know off of 410 looked great but the ground was very wet so not a whole lot out yet at least in my spots. We have a bear bait that is also a hot spot for morels thats still partially snow covered. Found about a dozen sunday You found them next to the snow? I always thought it was too wet in those conditions. I'm no expert but I have gotten lucky with the morels a time or two!
Quote from: Norman89 on April 10, 2022, 01:23:12 PMQuote from: pianoman9701 on April 10, 2022, 11:24:59 AMThey're coming up at 1500' just across the river. The thimble caps are pretty much done but there are blonds in the cottonwoods.How many years have you been picking and where did you learn so much? It seems you are one of the forum experts thought, I was ahead of the curve and have been out looking but nothing so far I started foraging around 1990. I learned how to pick matsutake and morels from a friend in the food business while I was selling for Food Services of America. In 2002, I met a Cherokee named Running Squirrel (Earl Aherns/pictured) who'd moved as an infant with his father out to Yakima from the East. When I knew him, he lived in Washougal and was a supplier for an exotic foods company I worked for that shipped wild mushrooms, truffles, weird oils and vinegars, etc., to top chefs all over the country. I went with him on foraging excursions frequently, probably at least 20 weekends a year. He wasn't big on morels but in the Spring, we would forage wild greens and flowers - stinging nettle, mustard flowers and greens, wood violets, miner's lettuce, lemon balm, wood sorrel, wild roses, devil's club shoots, fireweed, and more. Out of these things he made a salad which has been featured in the NYT and the LA Times and was a favorite of these top chefs. We'd start picking porcini in May, lobsters in July, chanterelles in August, and about 8-10 other varieties during the fall. Earl lived a meager life in an old single-wide with a rotten floor. He ate wild food and canned beans and had about 6 cats to keep the rats down. He'd pick in the rain, heat - didn't matter. I got him a rain suit that he wore for years until it tattered. When he died from lung cancer and a host of other ailments, his POS child molester son didn't let me know even though he knew we were close. I learned a few months later from one of Earl's old girlfriends who's a good friend to this day. I learned most of what I know about foraging from Running Squirrel and am forever grateful.
Quote from: pianoman9701 on April 10, 2022, 11:24:59 AMThey're coming up at 1500' just across the river. The thimble caps are pretty much done but there are blonds in the cottonwoods.How many years have you been picking and where did you learn so much? It seems you are one of the forum experts thought, I was ahead of the curve and have been out looking but nothing so far
They're coming up at 1500' just across the river. The thimble caps are pretty much done but there are blonds in the cottonwoods.
Quote from: pianoman9701 on April 11, 2022, 09:21:10 AMQuote from: Norman89 on April 10, 2022, 01:23:12 PMQuote from: pianoman9701 on April 10, 2022, 11:24:59 AMThey're coming up at 1500' just across the river. The thimble caps are pretty much done but there are blonds in the cottonwoods.How many years have you been picking and where did you learn so much? It seems you are one of the forum experts thought, I was ahead of the curve and have been out looking but nothing so far I started foraging around 1990. I learned how to pick matsutake and morels from a friend in the food business while I was selling for Food Services of America. In 2002, I met a Cherokee named Running Squirrel (Earl Aherns/pictured) who'd moved as an infant with his father out to Yakima from the East. When I knew him, he lived in Washougal and was a supplier for an exotic foods company I worked for that shipped wild mushrooms, truffles, weird oils and vinegars, etc., to top chefs all over the country. I went with him on foraging excursions frequently, probably at least 20 weekends a year. He wasn't big on morels but in the Spring, we would forage wild greens and flowers - stinging nettle, mustard flowers and greens, wood violets, miner's lettuce, lemon balm, wood sorrel, wild roses, devil's club shoots, fireweed, and more. Out of these things he made a salad which has been featured in the NYT and the LA Times and was a favorite of these top chefs. We'd start picking porcini in May, lobsters in July, chanterelles in August, and about 8-10 other varieties during the fall. Earl lived a meager life in an old single-wide with a rotten floor. He ate wild food and canned beans and had about 6 cats to keep the rats down. He'd pick in the rain, heat - didn't matter. I got him a rain suit that he wore for years until it tattered. When he died from lung cancer and a host of other ailments, his POS child molester son didn't let me know even though he knew we were close. I learned a few months later from one of Earl's old girlfriends who's a good friend to this day. I learned most of what I know about foraging from Running Squirrel and am forever grateful.That was neat to read. He sounds like a very interesting man and a fine teacher.
