It’s always fun to revisit a favorite place, especially one that holds memories going back to our childhood. As we drove through Backbone State Park I was recalling the times I’d picnicked there with my cousins, walked the river with my siblings, and hiked it as a teenager. This time we were on a morel mission.
As we hunted the elusive fungus we came across several other subjects more willing to be found and captured– on film, not in a ‘shroom bag.
This Bellwort was a new discovery for me, and we didn’t see very many of them, just right past the trailhead of the Devil’s Backbone.
This one below is a favorite of mine, although seeing it growing on the side of the hill put it at eye level which made for a different perspective.
And go figure we’d find a whole patch of these, and not a single true morel! Ah well, an excuse to wander the woods another time.