I drove up to Moravia, NY to Fillmore Glen State Park.
It was a beautiful day
And the first time visiting there, so I didn’t know which one of the three trails to follow so I chose the North Rim Trail
(The above image is from a “wrong turn” taking me onto the South Rim trail. I seem to get lost easily…)
Simply because it was the longest
And by the sounds of things, the gorge trail seemed loud with voices
So up I went
Taking my shoes off during softer, duffy stretches, and putting them back on when the rocks were too much for the soles of these feet
I was delighted to find mushrooms along the way
Though this turned out NOT to be a mushroom after all – but Monotropa uniflora
Or Indian Pipe.
Or Corpse plant – as it can grow without photosynthesis.
(For the record, from here on out I have a question mark as to which species of mushrooms I happened upon- my mushroom identification skills are uber-beginner, and my field guide book is limited)
With that, here are the guesses:
These cuties are (question mark) Lycoperdon pyriforme
Or Pear-shaped Puffball
Then further along and up the trail
This short, squat beauty remains a mystery.
And I wonder if it’s The King Bolete
Or Boletus editors
But I really have no idea.
Here is one of many Gray Corals or Clavulina cineraria
They are quite lovely and fancy.
I was thrilled to find this little (???) Two-Color Bolete or Boletus bicolor
Then another mystery mushroom
Shiny, pale greyish white cap with medium grey veining…
It was around this time during the hike that I came to notice that I had gotten into this sort of “greedy mind” state
Like hunting for mushrooms
And the field of awareness had gotten narrow and small
I could feel my mind tighter
And so I tried to expand my awareness again, as It had been before coming upon the mushrooms
So from then on it became a practice of noticing when I’d get tight, and bringing a wider field of awareness through the sense-gates.
It’s tricky – the mind seeks to name to notice the types of trees and where they shift from one sort to another- which is a fun game, but another kind of tightening…
I felt that I was exercising a different sort of inhaling and exhaling
A different sort of binary muscle which opened and closed.
Practice practice practice.
I think this is Xerompalina Campanella or Golden Trumpets, but maybe it’s Golden Mycena or Mycena leaiana
Did I mention that there are many many many photos of mushrooms on the internet and trying to ID them while sleepy is eyeball twirling?
This sturdy beauty was tucked in the center of a rotting stump.
Drum roll guess is Lactarius deceptivus or Cottony-margined Milky Cap
I don’t know.
And yet another mystery.
There are lots if little brown mushroom images on the internet
(One of which turns out to be fatally poisonous *eep*)
The wild guess for these critters is Laccaria bicolor
Or The Omnipresent Laccaria
(Any mushroom people out there wanna weigh in??)
Then finally, Clavulinopsis fusiformis or Spindle Coral
At which point I decided to put the phone away & simply walk.
There’s a dam at the end of the North Rim trail where geese flock and there’s a low wall to sit upon.
It’s quite serene and lovely.
Walking back I took the Gorge Trail which has a series of bridges to cross.
Grippy shoes are recommended as most of the trail is damp and slippery.
It’s a lovely place
And there’s even a place to swim and camp and a pavilion (which hosted a family reunion yesterday…)
I hope to return again
To walk the South Rim trail
Driving home I got lost, which happens often, but fortunately, it turned out to be a beautiful way home
Hooray & gratitude for paper maps!