Grim's Tales: No morels, but plenty of oysters
This spring came late, and with it came a late morel season.
I have a favorite morel hunting place deep in the woods that is marked by GPS so I can walk right to it every year.
I waited for rain and warm weather to correspond so I could hunt morels, and I wandered out to my mushroom spot. I was mosquito and tick bit. I found a baby porcupine, and I found tons of “half-free” morels, but I found only two tiny young morels. I left them and decided to come back later.