The Morel Hunt was an annual statewide event when I lived in Michigan. Invariably 2 or 3 people would die each year from eating toadstools.
I never participated as I’m not that confident in my toadstool spotting abilities.
I had friends in New Mexico that were transplanted from Michigan. I recall them talking about 2 things from back home that their friends gave them word on. When the morels were popping up, and when the perch were running.
I love morel hunting and can’t wait for the season to start here in a few more days. But, anyone who doesn’t know the difference between a morel and a toadstool has NO business being in the woods.