>>24 Foraging for subs, a classic. I remember being knee deep in a massive patch of hundreds, and of a rare and beautiful phenotype too that I have not seen before (they were also potent as fuck; intense blueing like you would not believe), taking photos and whatnot, and a family just stopped and stared at me. The kid seemed enthralled by the mushrooms and my interest in them; the parent though was watching in horror, gawking at this lunatic mushroom boy, practically rolling around in them. Very funny. Mushroom foraging is always a mystical time and good for the soul.
Foraging for subs, a classic. I remember being knee deep in a massive patch of hundreds, and of a rare and beautiful phenotype too that I have not seen before (they were also potent as fuck; intense blueing like you would not believe), taking photos and whatnot, and a family just stopped and stared at me. The kid seemed enthralled by the mushrooms and my interest in them; the parent though was watching in horror, gawking at this lunatic mushroom boy, practically rolling around in them. Very funny. Mushroom foraging is always a mystical time and good for the soul.