Last of the dominating landscape types of Jammerbugten is the forest, which my family often visits for one special purpose: Hunting for mushrooms, or the delicate cantarel to be more specific.
My father is the most enthusiastic and probably also the most skilled cantarel hunter in the family. He never goes to the forest without his mushroom basket in his hand. He is also the one who usually prepares the mushrooms for dinner.
My brother is also an able cantarel-spotter. Here he looks for them in a little clearing in the middle of the forest. There was no luck here, however.
A very typical forest scene. The entire forest bed is covered by moss making it soft and almost cloud-like to walk on.
An example of the prized mushroom, which we spend so much time searcing for. It may not look like much as it is covered in sand here, but for those who haven't tasted it, it must be said that it is utterly delicious.