Among other things, the months of April and May in Indiana are noted for a singular pastime that is pursued with almost religious fervor: morel mushroom hunting. Once the “sponges” start popping, starting south and working northward, mushroom hunters begin sneaking through every patch of woods and trees in the state hoping to find the elusive morel. If they find them, the notoriously tight-lipped hunters won’t share a sliver of information even under threat of physical harm.
It’s time for Mushroom Madness
It’s time for Mushroom Madness
It’s time for Mushroom Madness
Among other things, the months of April and May in Indiana are noted for a singular pastime that is pursued with almost religious fervor: morel mushroom hunting. Once the “sponges” start popping, starting south and working northward, mushroom hunters begin sneaking through every patch of woods and trees in the state hoping to find the elusive morel. If they find them, the notoriously tight-lipped hunters won’t share a sliver of information even under threat of physical harm.