I’ve been humbled. I knew I didn’t know much when it came to local mushroom – I tend to focus on what I know to be safe: shaggy parasols and shaggy manes – but I didn’t realize what I knew was simply a blip in the insanely geeky, mysterious, intriguing, and often tasty world of wild mushrooms. Last night was my first foray with the Alberta Mycological Society. Oh, how I have erred in not participating sooner. The photo on the left – a bolete. 2 were found last night on our hour-and-a-half walk through Whitemud Creek Ravine. And if you wiki that, yes, ‘porcini’ in Italy or ‘cepes’ in France. I knew these were in our province, but I most certainly did not know they grew in a ravine I walked daily for 2-3 years. Crazy.
Check out the 3 min vid for a taste of what the evening was like. We filled bags and baskets with loads of mushrooms. There were so many kinds, and so many latin names being bantered about that I felt like I was in a foreign country. We have an amazing resource in our provincial mycological society’s leadership group, and I intend on trying to absorb a further teenie fraction of what they know on future forays. And yes, those wanting to left with a bag of edible mushrooms. Yum. Check out some of Duncan’s photos here.