I took a couple years off from morel mushroom hunting due to many deaths in the family but I'm back to it this year. I went looking on May 5th to my usual spot and it looked like the middle of April out there. Leaves are just starting to come out and in a forest that usually has peasant backs where ever you look, this only had a small patch in a sport that never fails. I left them alone but took a few photos which I posted below. I also found a shelter made of logs that must have had tarps over it since I found a few bungee cords that god left behind around