We went mushroom picking with Kevin and Kim Sunday morning. I woke up early enough to whip up a batch of pumpkin doughnuts, which we ate on the way up Chilliwack Lake road with Tim Hortons coffee. We drove up to our top-secret mushroom spot after we blindfolded our guests so they had no idea where we were. Kidding!
Shane gave a thorough lesson on picking and identifying chantrelles and we got to work. We got much less wet than in the past, but I think that is because we didn’t have to bushwhack our way into the patch.
Keenly observing and mentally note taking.
Cleaning and picking. Where you find one, there is usually more.
Shane’s 100-mile-an-hour taped boots didn’t hold up.
Not a chantrelle.
There was a fair amount of mushroom throwing and a few pings of a machete. Bear spray was not necessary today, but we had it just in case.
There were salmon galore in the stream which came out through this pipe. I guess that would mean they were stuck.
So cute! We gathered over three pounds between the four of us in two hours. We put together an awesome brunch, with chantrelles at the center and after cleaning divided the rest in two. It was a very fun morning!