Lobster mushrooms are the strangest edible fungi that I’ve yet encountered. Unlike their camouflaged cousin the morel, lobsters are like a stop sign. Look at me, I’m over here! And once you find one pocket, others are sure to follow. On a recent trip to a local state park, we found these mushrooms everywhere. Read more ›
My big summer vacation this year was a camping trip to Whitewater State Park in Southeast Minnesota. My partner and I planned to go hiking, fishing and generally lounge around the campfire. Our first day we set off for a hike with walking sticks and my new National Audubon Society Field Guide to North American Mushrooms, just in case. Read more ›
It’s a cool, rainy day. We are in the wilderness, hiking through bushes and trees, noses down, eyes scanning the forest floor, hunting. In my pocket is a knife, a net bag and hopefully, my car keys. It’s not big game we are after, it’s mushrooms; specifically, the shy, elusive and delicious morel. For two and a half hours we search, finding nothing but prickly ash, berry briars, ticks and poisonous fungus. Read more ›