Since the foray Wednesday, all I could think about was getting out again. My mushroom hunting in the past was usually in a very specific spot, for a very specific kind. More of a waiting game. Wednesday’s foray was more ‘dive in and see what you find’ – which is far more exciting. So after a few days of generally deciding to temper my enthusiasm and wait until next week’s guided foray with the Alberta Mycological Society, I caved and figured I’d just get out to a local river valley park a couple km away and see what I could see. R&D. And I needed the walk.
20 minutes later I was back at the car on my way home with a paper lunch bag full of mushrooms that weighed in at 3/4 of a kilo. I had started seeing very little but then noticed a big white thing in the grass, about 50 yards away – softball size looking. Too white for a softball, kind of like spotting moose which are ‘too black’ in their natural environment, believe it or not, making them easy to spot. As I approached it was evident there was a good patch of the same kind, and they looked promising. Into the bag they went, after a couple photos to remind myself of their location – something my grandfather drilled into me when hunting. Only he didn’t have a digital camera in his hunting days… And home I went to snap some shots to send off to some friends to see if I can get a positive ID.
Although still waiting to hear from a couple folks, and barring their correcting me, I’ve taken a leap at the ID. All my notes led me to Agaricus Campestris, then Jasmine weighed in the comments, and not knowing what I was suspecting, confirmed exactly the same. Choice edible. I’m going back this afternoon to get more from that spot, as I’d stopped when my bag was full.
Disclaimer: do be cautious when learning about an unfamiliar wild mushroom, and assume I know little, cause let’s face it, I do. But do learn, and do enjoy!