Tracking the Elusive Morel Mushroom

Years ago, when I was a teenager, we used to go on a family outing to celebrate my Dad's birthday looking for morel mushrooms.  Of course, everything changes over the years, and most of our places to find mushrooms have been blocked off, built on, or logged.  When my daughter, Amy, came up to visit on this gorgeous Spring day, she remembered mushroom hunting as a child.  So we decided to see if we could find a place to look.

The woods were nice, but we had to squeeze in between the cars already parked at the end of the road.  It didn't look good - someone had clearly gotten there first.

Aha!  They missed a few! 

Amy also found some perfect Fiddlehead ferns.  While not enough for a full meal, morels are a delicacy that should be savored.  Fortunately, Ron doesn't eat them, so that leaves a nice taste for the rest of us for an appetizer.