{"id":1051,"date":"2008-08-09T23:26:00","date_gmt":"2008-08-09T23:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=1051"},"modified":"2008-08-09T23:26:00","modified_gmt":"2008-08-09T23:26:00","slug":"trout-and-mushrooms","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=1051","title":{"rendered":"Trout and Mushrooms"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>M. and I are off for a few days to pursue trout and mushrooms. Blogging will resume later next week.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>M. and I are off for a few days to pursue trout and mushrooms. Blogging will resume later next week.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_seo_schema_type":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[],"tags":[3],"class_list":["post-1051","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-blogging"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6xQTg-gX","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":490,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=490","url_meta":{"origin":1051,"position":0},"title":"Local Knowledge","author":"Chas S. Clifton","date":"August 17, 2005","format":false,"excerpt":"Three cheers for Vera Stucky Evenson, author of The Mushrooms of Colorado. Those white mushrooms were indeed Agaricus campestris. M. and I ate them on last night's pizza, and we're still here 24 hours later. (Yes, I made spore prints too.) The cat ate some too--he must have liked the\u2026","rel":"","context":"In \"deep ecology\"","block_context":{"text":"deep ecology","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?tag=deep-ecology"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":13446,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=13446","url_meta":{"origin":1051,"position":1},"title":"A Knife in the Woods","author":"Chas S. Clifton","date":"August 11, 2023","format":false,"excerpt":"M. and I went yesterday to check our favorite mushroom grounds. The radar had shown thunderstorms up there earlier in the week , but whatever rain fell had soaked right in. Nothing was coming up yet, not even LBMs. ((The mushroom hunter's catch-all term: \"Little brown mushrooms.\" Like \"little gray\u2026","rel":"","context":"In \"Colorado\"","block_context":{"text":"Colorado","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?tag=colorado"},"img":{"alt_text":"Large butcher knife on forest floor.","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/found-knife-768x441.jpg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/found-knife-768x441.jpg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/found-knife-768x441.jpg?resize=525%2C300&ssl=1 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":7436,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=7436","url_meta":{"origin":1051,"position":2},"title":"Bemushroomed in the Deep Woods","author":"Chas S. Clifton","date":"August 14, 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"M. and I have been hitting the deep woods one day a week as part of the annual Mushroom Hunt. Yesterday was an odd one. Actually, the previous hunt, six days earlier, was even stranger. First, I had a full-blown hallucination of a nice Boletus edulis (king bolete, steinpilz, etc.)\u2026","rel":"","context":"In \"Colorado\"","block_context":{"text":"Colorado","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?tag=colorado"},"img":{"alt_text":"mushroomjar.jpg","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/mushroomjar.jpg-300x261.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":475,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=475","url_meta":{"origin":1051,"position":3},"title":"Road tripSuitably stocked with guns\u2026","author":"Chas S. Clifton","date":"July 24, 2005","format":false,"excerpt":"Road tripSuitably stocked with guns and whiskey, M. and I leave today for the Wyoming border. Tomorrow, in daylight, we plan to travel north on the old smugglers' route, past the desolate frontier fortress of Baggs, and moving quickly through the lawless caravan town of Rock Springs, thence north toward\u2026","rel":"","context":"Similar post","block_context":{"text":"Similar post","link":""},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":10758,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=10758","url_meta":{"origin":1051,"position":4},"title":"Getting Lost among the Mushrooms","author":"Chas S. Clifton","date":"August 7, 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"There are at least five stages to mushroom-hunting. You walk in the woods but do not see the mushrooms. You begin to see mushrooms here and there. Your unconscious is seeing mushrooms. For example, every reddish-tan thing on the forest floor that approximates the cap of a bolete will jump\u2026","rel":"","context":"In \"animism\"","block_context":{"text":"animism","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?tag=animism"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/bolete-fb.jpeg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/bolete-fb.jpeg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/bolete-fb.jpeg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/bolete-fb.jpeg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":4530,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=4530","url_meta":{"origin":1051,"position":5},"title":"From a Hereditary Tradition","author":"Chas S. 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