Offseason hunting of blacks

I've never hunted mushrooms, but I always wonder, how do you know which ones are "good" mushrooms to eat. I remember being warned a lot as a kid to leave mushrooms alone becuase they could kill you. Was that all just a scare tactic by parents/grandparents?

Thanks!

Charlie
 
Geez. Corey...my mouth started watering when I opened this thread and I'm pretty sure I smell butter. Things just started heating up here enough to check some of last year's burns for morels.
 
No wivestail Charlie..mushroom toxins are some of the most potent. Tje only ones I trust to pick are Morels and they are pretty hard to mistake. I remember we were out with a couple and the kids..the guy was head of toxicology at U of M (I think)..my son came running up with a hand full of "toadstools" thinking that they were "mushrooms"..the guy tackled him and held his hands by the wrist and basically dragged him to a spigot to scrub them off. Made an impression on me and my son(who never picked a mushroom again!)
 
Man them are some weird looking shrooms, last time I went shroomin was back in high school. Boy those were some fun times, I think. HAHA
 
Took Mycology in college.
Hen of the woods are great and morrells are very good. There are quite a few others that are good too. Do a web search and you can find people who can show you the ID info just like duck boats.
Ahhh...garlic and butter....
 
Mushrooms, I was in the middle of Illinois, Springfield to be exact. The subject of mushrooms came up. The next thing I was invited to partake. At the host house at two o'clock in the morning. The host had gotten some mushrooms from the side of a tree. I had never heard of that before. He broke up the mushrooms in to bite size pieces and put them in a plastic bag with butter and flour. Mixed them up and then fried them on his out side grill. I was hoping they weren't poisonous. I was the last to take a bite. They were delicious. If any one ever remembers the skit that Jackie Gleason did where a chair was tipping and instead of immediately getting up and correcting the situation, fought it and eventually lost. Our host was going though that with a beer in one hand and a plate of mushrooms in the other, in a old lawn chair. It took a about ten minutes. A lot of struggling but he finally lost. The lawn chair gave up and down he went,beer in the air, plate of mushrooms sailing, face in the dirt, blue smoke in the air. Two spectators who were anticipating the inevitable out come, bursting forth with the laughter that brings moisture to your eyes. Now looking back at that situation I wonder if he,s still married.
 
yellows, blondes...whatever you want to call them. I snuck up on these while turkey hunting. They were hiding near the worlds largest elm which will be referred to from now on as the BFE. That's a nice haul you have there. I haven't been in the blacks in a long time. We don't get many around here...certain spots but nothing like that.

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There's a 7 incher in there...according to my wife anyway. She tends to exagerate a bit though. It's so dry here that it's pretty much a joke at this point. I talked to an Amish dude yesterday(buckethead)...he said he and his brother got a ride up into Michigan and brought 52 pounds home. They sold $500 worth and ate the rest. There must be something to being Amish...the good Lord see's fit to keep them up to their knees in morels and bluegills. But, beyond that I reckon it must really suck.
 
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