Latt wrote:Hobler,
Next year I am coming to NY for seng season. You can blindfold me spin me around until I am dizzy, then drive me blindfolded to your secret spot so I can dig all day. Then I will gladly give you all of the root I dig. I just need to see seng like you are finding one more time before I leave this earth. lol
Latt
LOL!! You and me both! Back in the old days when I was 15 and 16 years old, we used to sneak into the National Park and dig seng. (Yeah, I know and knew then, that it was illegal but we were kids and I don't have to worry since the Statute of Limitations on this one, ran out some 37 years ago,
whew am I really that old!!?? LOL!!) We hiked some 10 miles back into the mountains and made camp just after dark in the middle of a wide and flat hollow right after finding a teeth busting Artesian Spring. We only had a couple of blankets and a tarp and put the tarp down to protect us from what we thought was Poison Ivy (we only had a cigarette lighter and no flashlight). We did not sleep much as the whole hollow was sort of a wet weather spring that was at the time, dry but somewhat rocky and we spent half the night keeping first a Black Panther then a Black Bear away with the small fire we had built. The next morning shortly after daylight, we found that we were not sleeping on Poison Ivy but were actually sleeping in a big Ginseng patch. After washing up in the Artesian Spring, we went back to our' camp, removed the tarp and dug all of the Ginseng that was smashed down by the tarp. There was also Ginseng growing up both ridges from the holler as far as the eye could see. We dug Ginseng there until way into the afternoon, then quickly hiked back out of the mountains, getting back to the road right at dark. I couldn't really tell you how much Ginseng we actually dug in that one location but it filled our' front pants pockets and three of the large old paper Grocery bags with the tops folded over twice to keep the roots from spilling out. I would love to see such a sight again even if I could not dig it!
Note: That was the last time that we ever dug Ginseng in the National Park because we felt that the Black Panther and the Black Bear were a sign, plus we knew that it was wrong and made a choice not to do so again!
Frank