I do not remember not hunting morels. It’s been a long family tradition every spring. We pass it to our young ones year after year.
I would never trade the memories of hunts with my father, who now is deceased, but I feel he hunts with me whenever I’m in the woods. My family has hunted the same woods (one of my spots) for over a hundred years and it produces every year.
I hope all families could enjoy a shroom huntin’ day. It can mend bad times and bring them closer together. Happy huntin’, friends, in the 2012 season.