We drove up past Anatone today to hunt for morels. It had been kinda warm the last week or so, lots of rain, too, so I thought for sure we’d find some. The drive up isn’t too bad:
And sometimes, if you keep your eyes peeled, you can see wildlife (I spy, with my little eye, a gobble gobble…)
We arrived at Fields Spring and it was really wet. And completely empty. And kinda scary. But coming from me, that doesn’t mean much because I think everything is scary.
We unloaded the kids and started the hunt
Yes, I do look extremely tired and not my best. Move on to the next picture….
[i spy with my little eye, an ugly fungus…]
And after a really unsuccessful morel hunt (we literally only found 6), we packed them all back up in our [new] car and headed back home.
Oh, “Why the new car?” you ask? Let me tell you: the brake pad on our lifted, fit only for cruising the desert or the mountains, 1997 Lexus SUV fell off. Yes….it fell off. The brake pad. As in a part of the car that I think helps make the car stop. With 4 tiny humans traveling in my car 3+ times a day, I told Danny I really didn’t like the idea of driving that around. He agreed (that thing had 150,000 miles on it and every time I turned or pressed on the brakes, it sounded like it might fall apart) and we went car shopping. We love our 4Runner. LOVE it.
Back to the morels, though….I’m hoping after some sunshine this week, there will be a “Morel Hunting Trip #2” post. So stay tuned.