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… to use for rudesters next time:
*"I’m photographing bacteria."
*"I lost my golf ball."
*"I’m burying dead people. Can you pass me my saw?"
*"I have a pirate treasure map, and I just found the X!"
I was not collecting mushrooms, but I did pick some mushrooms and move them around for photos. I think those laws are aimed at people who collect edible mushrooms, but I should probably buy a permit if I go back there.
Is one of my favorites but I don’t get there often. Too bad about the rude folks. FYI picking mushroooms in WV St. Parks is prohibited without a scientific permit. I have a permit but my experience is that no one cares unless you are flagrant about it or get turned in by two nosey yahoos…
I can’t bring myself to taste mushroom these days. Red Russulas are so very common I usually don’t pay much attention to them.
This image was actually composed from mushrooms growing in area 100 square feet or so. They might not even be all the same species. Something about the experience did leave a bad taste in my mouth though.
I found the patch probably about 40 yards from this tiny one-lane road that connects a campground to the main part of the park. The road is a mile or two long and runs through some of the best mushroom habitat I know. People walk the road and bike it sometimes, and there is a horse trail that crisscrosses it at various points. The road is usually deserted though. I had not seen anybody for hours. It’s really quiet up there, and I’m also very quite when I’m in the woods, it just seems like the best way to be.
So as I’m setting up the shot, I notice a man and a woman approaching around a bend in the road. They are a long ways off, and they did not seem to notice me, so I continued working, move a leaf here, put a mushroom there, etc. I was on my knees about forty yards from the road, and they were paying attention to each other, so It’s no surprise I noticed them first. I figured they would not see me at all, see me and ignore me, or that I could say hello when they got closer. Either way, I was not interested in them, I was paying attention to the mushrooms in front of me.
As they get closer I notice them looking over my way, so I nod but they seem to be ignoring me, maybe they don’t see me. I think I waved a light at them. No response, no wave, no knod… Whatever, they were still quite a ways off and would get no closer to me than 40 yards if they stayed on the road. I sorta forgot about them and went back to work.
After a bit I hear – “Excuse me”
I look up and of course its the two people that have been approaching my position for about five minutes. I say something like “Oh, Hey”
The guy says in an accusing voice “Do you mind telling me what your doing there??”
I say “I’m photographing mushrooms” and the guy comes back with “And why are you photographing mushrooms??” like it was the stupidest thing anybody would do.
I looked down, placed a mushroom, and after a few seconds said “It’s for science and for art”. After he left I wished I would have said – Because it’s a free country and because I want to.
If yes,it may be Russula silvicola.
Created: 2010-06-27 19:10:11 CEST (+0200)
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