Oh Magoo, You’ve Done It Again

The Adventurer, Vernon Wade

Vernon was born in the Pacific Northwest and still lives in the shadow of Mt. Hood, near the small town where he grew up. Vernon has spent decades wandering the hills, hunting mushrooms, camping and riding motorcycles into the remotest nooks and crannies to be found in the region.

Amy and I took a walk up the hill.

Walter came along to keep us company.










They are logging right through our favorite mushroom patch.


The cut

The cutting boundary is on the wrong side of the Manzanita Trail.



Lady slipper orchids….


wild currant blooms,








… and trillium, all harbingers of the elusive morel, were present in abundance.



We were in a race against time. Would the mushrooms fruit, could we find and harvest them before mechanized logging crushed them all?



The problem is, morels are sneaky little bastards and excellent mimics.


Is that a morel?


No, not a morel.


I used to be able to spot morels from ten yards away as I sped by on my motorcycle. Now, my eyes are so bad I feel like Mr.Magoo. I reach for a mushroom and pick up a rock.


Amy walks behind me and finds the ones I missed.



Eventually I got my eyes focused and started finding them.


Oh, Magoo, you’ve done it again!




You may also like…

Pistol Creek

Pistol Creek

Winter was dry. Spring was drier. By the time June rolled around, it was impossible to deny: we were in the middle of...

What are you looking for? | morels | Mr. Magoo | mushroom foray | mushroom hunting | Spring foraging


Leave a Reply

Join the Adventure!

Subscribe to our very periodic newsletter and never miss the latest adventure.

Monthly Adventure UpdatesKeep the adventure alive!

Don't miss the excitement - Get monthly updates from Adventure Sidecar!

%d bloggers like this: