Some pooh-pooh them. McDowell doesn’t drink much so she’s always onboard for a honey fest. Cliff Gilker Park. Soames Hill.
Always a sucker for crunchy toppings and shaggy hairdos, McDowell was overjoyed to find these on lower Mount Elphinstone.
Balfour can smell them a mile away. McDowell can eat them! The prize of the forest. Lower Roberts Creek.
Brown velvet cap, lemony-green sponge pores, sturdy reticulated stalks. Who wouldn’t fall in love? Mnt Elphinstone.
You don’t have to be Alice to adore Amanita muscaria. Soma, entheogen, rabbit holes, magical beauties. Creek.
Yes we do chew on springy coriolus as we forage – and chew and chew… Upper Mount Elphinstone.