So after years of kind of dinkin’ around and making some small efforts, the stars aligned and I found some morels in the woods behind my house. I only found 3; but they were good sized and sitting by a dead elm on a north facing slope. I scoured the area, but couldn’t locate any more. So I took them back to the house and fried them in butter. Yummy!
Seeing those morels sitting there after many failed attempts was like catching that 10 lb walleye!
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