Another mushroom lifer.
The sign at the bottom of the hill called it the watershed for the Race Point community. It was shedding water, certainly; the path going up the hill was first muddy, then wet, then under an inch of running water. And everything above ground was dripping, although it had been well over a day since it stopped raining.
I stepped over an alder that had fallen across the trail, splashed into deeper water, turned to go back, and realized that what I had thought were more soggy leaves were really mushrooms in the moss on the log. Leaf-shaped mushrooms.
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| The alder log, with some of its mushrooms. |
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| All wet. |
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| The underside of another one. Widely-spaced gills. |
Before I found this mushroom broken off, I tried to turn one of the first ones over; it felt soft, slippery, flexible; sort of like the finger jelly you make for kids with twice the gelatin of regular jelly. And as tough as that jelly, or as soft rubber. It bent easily, but didn't break, and as soon as I let go of it, it sprung back into its original shape.
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| One of the broken ones, as found among rotting leaves. |
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| This one has a hint of speckly stalk. |
An image search gave me conflicting identifications. I've posted photos to iNaturalist and to a Mushroom Identification page on Facebook, but haven't heard back yet. I'm inclined to think they may be the Rosy Oysterling, Scytinotus longinquus. Or maybe not.
Otro hongo que nunca he visto antes.
El letrero al pie del cerrito lo llamaba el acuífero para la comunidad de Race Point. Y por cierto tenía bastate agua; el camino que subía al bosque al principio estaba lodoso, luego mojado, luego cubierto de centímetros de agua corriente. Y todo el bosque goteaba, aunque ya llevaba más de un dia desde que dejó de llover.
Salté un aliso que había caído cruzando el camino, y me encontré en agua más profunda; di vuelta para regresar y me di cuenta de que lo que parecía más hojas empapadas en realidad eran hongos que crecían entre el musgo en el tronco del aliso. Hongos con forma de hoja.
1. El tronco del aliso rojo, con algunos de los hongos.
2. Hongo bien mojado.
3. Un hongo boca arriba, con laminillas separadas.
Antes de encontrar este hongo roto, traté de doblar uno de los primeros para ver las laminillas. Se sentía suave, resbaloso, flexible; algo así como la gelatina "para comer con los dedos" que haces para los niños, usando el doble de gelatina que en la receta normal. Y tan resistente como esa gelatina, o como hule suave. Se doblaba facilmente, pero al soltarlo, regresaba instantáneamente a su forma original, sin romperse.






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