It is with great sadness that I announce the end of morel season along Bull Creek. You who have hunted the deep recesses with us where they are most likely found know that we have a limited number that we are willing to share with you (maybe 2, depending on the year). None of our other friends should feel bad. We would gladly share our food, drinks, company, even our third born child, (unlikely in that we have 2 children in their 40's and are holding), but morels are a little more special.
|Our first morel - really!|
Our knowledgeable friend told us to look for them around oak, hackberry and hickory, and dogwood trees and under every may apple, "while I will waste my time looking under those ash trees over there." This was our first hard lesson in morel friendships.
|Find the morel|
|If only it were this easy.|
|Morel hunting creates a wide range of emotions.|
|Morel beauty from "Mushroom Annie"|
Head down US 65 beyond Hollister. Just after you cross the Arkansas state line, turn left (you know the road). They are two miles down on the right. Don't tell anyone I told you. It will be our secret. Wink.