My brother the trout, Salvelinas Fontinalis, took me to a top secret morel spot today. How secret was it? It was so secret, I had to drive blindfolded. Secret handshakes were involved.

Some of them were yellow; others were more greyish. Here’s a huge one!

Memphis and Ellie Mae had a ball. They’re both tuckered out now.

We also found loads of ramps and we each brought home a bag of them. These wild leeks are delicious fried up with the morels.

Here’s some ramps cleaned up.

As you can see from this picture of a morel sliced in half, morels are completely hollow inside.

Ellie Mae was ready for a little nap on the deck when we got home.