I was in full mushroom frenzy. Those of you who have seen me hunting know what that means. Porcini, hawkwings, chanterelles, milk caps and many assorted other fungi.
Before going, Noah Seigel was saying it was going to be a banner year for mushrooms in Alaska... I was getting excited and checking the weather of Soldotna months before the trip. My palms were sweating.
...By now, the thunder was getting more intense, frequent and close. Henry still was not back. With the weather deteriorating rapidly, I knew something was wrong...
Have you ever walked down a trail you know, searching for mushrooms you had missed? What was different? Your perspective? So was mine--I could not recognize ground I covered from a different direction. I was lost.