Here is a trip where I vividly remember Steve catching a Rockfish, deep red-and-black scales and pale turquoise flesh that turned white when cooked, delicious. Sorry, Fish! Thank you!
I stayed in camp and drew some mushrooms growing under the trees in color pencil, adding India ink later. They looked tasty, too, but I am not a Mycologist.
Boletus at Gerstle Cove
Travels With Stevie 