Schroom Season

 
 
My wacky guitar shaman, Ambrose, called in the dead of rainy night, to remind (no, entice) me to hunt chanterelles tomorrow. Here on the central CA coast after this last big rain, they are a-poppin under the oaks in mossy sunny areas. Luckily in CA, since it's winter, one doesn't run the risk of tripping over some Vietnam era booby trap from some local pot grower but I admit the hunter gatherer thrill is the same. Since this is the night before I don my camo, read on to see how it turned out.