Every successful morel hunter has a repertoire of known mushroom-producing locations. Mine are committed to memory, and most have nick-names. Of course I won't share those nick-names with you, as they may give you clues as to where they are. My brother recently told me I was more paranoid than a musky guide with regard to my morel spots. Probably true.
With the known spots in mind, the season typically progresses like this: check known spots; when morels appear, begin scouting for new spots. New spots are hard to come by. You may find it surprising that after close to a decade foraging in my state, I really only have four good spots for morels. That is...until last night.
Last night I was scouring some open wooded areas, half searching for ramps. It was nearly dark, and I somehow managed to spot four decent sized grey morels. No, there weren't a forest of them. No burlap bags full, but it is a brand-new spot. This also marks the first time I've ever found morels in wooded areas in Minnesota.
