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It’s not really any different to taking a field guide out though is it ? Some of the apps are pretty good- I use a Tree Fungus app all the time when I’m out surveying trees and narrowing down what I’m looking at and what it means. I also use a Fungi app that has a range of filters based on features which is really useful if you’re out at a site with a lot of possibles. Some of the good woodland sites have a thousand species recorded and I don’t know anyone that carts Phillips or Kibby around the field but they will have a phone . Incidentally the Brittlestems above aren’t in Phillips.
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Can you take them to the pharmacist and have them identified like you can ( or could ) in France ? It always seemed a bit unreliable as identification is really tricky with many species without taking spore prints.
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That is I think Conical Brittlestem . Inedible so someone will be disappointed.
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That's a major flaw for the Big Easy . I managed to get an Xtracycle stand for my Big Dummy and wonder how I managed without it.
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That was me giving the person now revealed as a sleeper-troll-cell-bot the benefit of the doubt.
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Think it was the Padarn but it was a long time ago
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Yes very sad news but he had a good long life. I’ve done a few of his routes ( Cenotaph Corner, Cemetery Gates, Right Unconquerable etc but wasn’t Sloth a Whillans route ?) I’ll check.
A friend spent ages fighting his way up Cenotaph Corner and proud as punch in the pub that night went up to the Great Man and said ‘ I did your route today’. Joe replied -‘ was that you - I thought you were having a picnic you were on it so long’ ! -
‘think the big question no one's asking is, well, where is God in all this? What role does he play? What's he got to gain?’
He/She/They filing nails somewhere ?
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So the interesting question ( perhaps not for this thread) is what is the satisfaction in believing in a conspiracy theory that apportions blame to someone identifiable as opposed to coincidence/fate/the random events of a meaningless universe ? Starting from the premise that no one is a See You Next Tuesday of course.
That’s Meripilus