I'm so excited about another mushroom season - this time morels. I went up towards Marysville last weekend with Ben (of the pig-ass-shooting fame) and his wife Summer. We'd located a fire around some random lake in Yuba county. We found the fire ok and pulled over and got out of the car. Within the first half hour we found a really good flush of morels - which was great because none of us had ever found any before. They were in a north-facing drainage. After we collected the shrooms, we wandered around for another three hours or so and found nothing. The first flush gave us some false confidence I guess.
The first two nights I sauteed some with bacon and arugula and ate them over penne with some shaved parmesan. Man that was good. Last night I decided to try something different, so I made "pizzettas":
After we found the mushrooms, we stopped and bought some eggs from someone with very cute chickens. Chickens are so great. I mean, look at them:
Hmm...other than that, I'm trying to bribe/harass/cajole/beg my friend in El Portal to take me to the spot where he found a bunch of morels. If he doesn't, then all of the photos that he sent me via his phone of the morels he found will just make him a mean mean person.
Oh. right. rock climbing. Had a fucking great day at Gold Wall last Saturday - I feel fitter than ever...still. I wonder how long it will last. I'm going back with Addison again Friday. Hopefully I will send Golden Showers. It's a great route, but it hurts my shoulder a bit. You can see why here:
High gaston = shoulder distress
However, don't I look goooooooood? Just kidding, but this photo is so funny:
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