i was travelling along a path...it's called the 'prarie path'...its sort of natural looking with loads of trees and brush lining the sides...

i was riding along when suddenly, this man emerged from the side of the path, right up from the grass...in his hands were some enormous morels(beautiful edible mushrooms)...

i immediately hit the brakes and my bike came to a skidding halt, kicking up white dust from the gravel on the path...i asked him about the morels and he said that he's been harvesting them on the side of the path for the past month or so, and that if i wanted, i could have that day's harvest...about 15mushrooms...

it was weird finding this man on the side of the path...he sort of magically appeared from the earthy cover...weirder was accepting and eating mushrooms that he had harvested...the whole thing was a little fairytale like...i introduced myself and he did the same...we shook hands...his name was jerry...that's when i knew he was just a regular guy and not an enchanted forest gnome.

i ate the morels last night and they were delicious...though i was a little worried that i would be ill from them, it was all part of the adventure...