Picked morels near Dawson City in the Yukon had the best time of my life. To dry my mushrooms put them into a heavy plastic garbage bag taping the opening tightly around a hose connected to a vacuum port on the manifold.
Black bag for heat, assisted vacuum drying and no UV rays from the sun, I had the nicest dried morels you ever seen or tasted.
This lady has class, after her brother died from an accident she continued to pay his child support then one day she and her son were driving to Whitehorse when her son who was driving had a seizure the truck went off the road.
She was parlised from waste down prisoner to a wheel chair for nine years she never once felt sorry for herself, bought a laptop and wrote some children's books which have been published. About five years ago they operated on her back and she is now fully mobile.
She is the reason I would like to return to the Yukon.
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