I've never had the patience for fungi identification, but the more interesting forms seemed to deserve a photo, and this one was unique enough that browsing a few hundred photos on Google images turned up this name, so that's the name I'll stick with.
A month ago, I joined some friends to embark on the ultimate weight loss trip combined with an episode of Survivor. We did the West Coast Trail. I took hundreds of photos, and thankfully for you, I will not show them all. Not all at once, anyways. So hereby, I present part one of the series, a trip into death and decay, and the life that flourishes as a result.
|Possibly Laetiporus sulphureus|
The spores of the bleeding tooth mushroom settle on rotting carcasses, and continue to extract blood from them long after the rest of the forest has mossed over the body and bones. At least that's what they want you to think. In reality, the syrupy red liquid oozes out of the mushroom's pores. It is not poisonous. But you're not a vampire, so don't bother.