There’s nothing like stealing away on a Sunday to disrupt the norm of “getting ready for the workweek” and heading down the to cabin for the night. Of course, neither of us have to be “at work” Monday morning, however I have a deep respect and reverence for the way it feels to steal away on a Sunday, as it is typically a rare occurrence in our lives.
On the drive up our mile and half easement of mud, dirt, and rock road to the cabin, Jason and I have our eyes peeled looking for mushrooms, Jason keeping the truck on the road, and Pekoe in my lap, head out the window – possibly also on the hunt. With a recent rain this past Friday, Jason was sure that we’d find something. As we were talking about the beautiful Chicken of the Woods I found two years ago, sure enough,
on the same stump, I said to Jason as we rounded the dirt road… “There it is!”
What a beauty! My first thought was, well it’s not as big… however it seems the thinner and maybe younger it is, the taster. Jason and I cut it off the stump and rolled it up in a towel as we didn’t have a basket or paper.
Here’s a picture of the first chicken I found two years ago. It was like a beam of light was shining right on this amazing site in the woods. Yes a beauty, but not as tasty as the one we just found this year.
Jason and I cooked a bit up for appetizers at dinnertime. A little olive oil and salt and a splash of water in the cast iron pan and we have what we call “our french fries”. I’m definitely enjoying the smaller less dense mushroom rather then the meatier chicken of the woods.
Monday, August 8, 2016
Heading back home from the cabin, I find a smattering of what Jason called Satan’s bolete, I don’t like the name, but they are something I’ve never noticed. Here’s a blurred photo as I took it out the window of the truck, but you can also see the other boletes in the background. The interesting fact about these mushrooms are that when you cut them, they turn blue almost immediately within the cut. Not edible but a cool find.
No luck finding chanterelles today….How will we survive the winter with no chanterelles in the freezer!!!
~ Terri Tennant