Spending Time in Deep Woods: Journal Notes
The weather is perfect. Everywhere I step there’s a profusion of black trumpet mushrooms (Craterellus fallax). I carry a camp stove, cookware, my own dehydrated and foraged food – and Larabars, but nothing like butter or olive oil.
So I crushed a number of shagbark hickory nuts and the oils blended beautifully with the smoky flavor of the black trumpet.