After a litany of errors that will doubtless bring a rueful smile to your faces, I am pleased and honored to announce the arrival of my first 70 wet grams of Psilocybe Cubensis Ecuadoriana. The errors began (as they are wont to do) with a certain friend. I think you know what friend I mean. He?s the gregarious, curious dreamer with virtually no ability to focus on any one thing at a time, but that doesn?t stop him from coming up with wild schemes for everyone else to do. The scheme in this case was (drumroll, please) send the Sporechicks a $90 money order for a mushroom growing kit and follow the easy instructions so we can all enjoy a mountain of glittering mycological wonder. Piece of cake, right? Well, we sent the money order in July and then, like so many others, waited in vain for months. September 11 came and went, and by then we had written it off as another zany friend-related loss. Amazingly though, the weekend before Thanksgiving, we got the kit. We inoculated 12 ? pint jars that Friday, tucked them away in a Sterilite container in a closet, and waited. And waited, and waited, and waited?. It was during this long wait that it occurred to me that a little research wouldn?t be amiss and I found The Shroomery. That?s when I realized how profoundly ignorant I was, and how much reading I had to do. To cut a long story of temperature experimentation short, I let those jars colonize until February. By then, one jar had gone down to a stanky grey contam of some sort, 5 others had given up the ghost and stalled out, leaving me with 6 little jars that persisted on growing even though my temps sucked and in my ignorance I had allowed the BRF substrate to dry out. I cased with a bottom verm layer to hopefully moisten the poor, cooked substrate and 50/50+ in loaf pans on perlite. Five days later (another mistake), I opened the sterilite to find the casing dry even though the lid was dripping with condensation. No visible mycelia, though, so I was unsure whether to initiate pinning. I went for it: dropped the temp to low 70s, started 12/12 light cycles, twice daily fannings and mistings. Nothing for another week. Then, the miracle: strong rhizomorphs started sprouting through the top layer. At this point, I never expected it and was thrilled. Then the backhand: they wouldn?t stop. Next thing you know, I?m the proud owner of 2 overlayed pans. I tried cold shocking (another mistake), and then just drop the temp in the closet down to 69 and increased the fannings. Another week, and then the shocking vision of beauty SouthernGent mentioned in his recent thread: pins. Tiny, lovely, fragrant, precious pins. Uneven? Maybe. Skinny? Perhaps. But they?re beautiful and they?re mine, and it took so much time and energy I feel like they?re a part of me. Now those pins have grown up, slender but strong, and for the first time ever I will trip on them this evening. I couldn?t have gotten to this point without The Shroomery, and I must thank all of you for your openness. I have never grown anything at all, and this experience has been vaster than I can describe. Along with the mushrooms, I have had to cultivate my intellect, patience, willpower, persistence, analytical capabilites, and virtually all the senses. And all that before swallowing a morsel! I started out for stupid reasons and went about it in a stupid way, but still those magnificent fungi chose to honor me with their resilience and lust for life. I am fortunate. Thank you. (Should anyone ask, the above is a work of fiction in epistolary form. A tad wordy perhaps, but entirely untrue.)
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