After going to Hog Wild Days, Sat. afternoon, we decided to take a trip up Mt. Harris, in hopes of finding a nice patch or two of mushrooms. Well, we did find a few and had them with dinner tonight. Lots of other folks out doing the same thing...hunting the elusive Morel! It was a great trip up and around the mountain along with a stroll down memory lane.... the first time we went out on the rock face and saw where pioneers to our valley had cut their names and the date, into the stone; the first rattle snake I had ever seen here (although I knew they were about, had never seen one in all the years we've trekked around these mountains!); the many trips with family and friends for picnics and weekend drives and many more memories, too numerous to tell.
