I work night shift and last night was my last night until sat. so I came home and set my alarm for 8 am that should give me 2 hours of sleep. I watched the clock for atleast 45 minutes before I finally fell asleep. When the alarm went off at 8 I came to the computer with half open eyes and looked at the weather and it was showing no rain in sight. So, I jumped in my pants and off I went. I arrived at my destination with dread and excitement. The hike in to my marked location was over 3 miles (public property but, I'll never tell where) and I'd been on the trail before and knew it was riddled with downed trees but, I'd never been to where my google earth location told me held sang. I said my prayer and off I went. I came to the end of the trail and when I reached into my pack for my GPS it wasn't there. I'd left it in the truck. I was aggrivated, soaked to the bone and cold so I went up two hollars that looked like they might be the marked location but, they held no sang. By this time it was misting rain pretty steady and I was getting colder and I saw one more hollar. I said to myself \"I'm looking up this one and I'm outta here.\" As I started into the hollar there was a BIG black berry patch and I thought \"yeah, this isn't it\" and started to turn around when I saw something red. Low and behold in amungst all those black berry briars was sang. Not just any sang either but, HUGE 36\" stemmed 4 and 5 pronged sangs. In all my years I'd dug sang under pine trees on southern slopes but, never in a black berry briar patch. Here are some pictures.
Most of the big ones were bouncing on the 3 oz line.
The tally for the day was 54.6 oz. Not a bad trip considering that I left plants that could have been dug but, I was worried it was going to get dark before I got out and I didn't have a flash light.
Side note, this black berry patch had the blackest, fluffiest soil that I'd ever put my hands in. It must have been perfect for sang. I planted back a pile of seeds so in a few years I'll be back.