My mushroom season wasn't what I wanted it to be. The weather bounced around too much. I managed a few here and there, but without the Rodfather, who is in Florida, I couldn't find many shrooms. I did stumble upon a wild turkey's nest with 12 eggs in it. She stayed on the nest until the last minute. She flushed right under my feet nearly causing Rocket and me to have cardiac events. The Morel is a formidable foe. Everyone has their theories. None of it seems to work unless you're willing to walk for hours in the woods for no apparent reason. And the snakes are out, just saying.