Wow, Shroom god. That's a dream find there, the holy grail, as it were, in my mind. Love the clusters. But who wouldn't? I found something similar to that big gob of wonder just behind a massive dying elm on the uphill side of it up high at the top of a bank near a fence line late in the season about 10 years ago. Thought I'd pass out right there on that slope I was so excited. It looked so hard to get there that I'd been walking past it for a few weeks before I steeled myself to make the climb up the steep slope and through the stickers and weeds to get there. Needless to say, it was worth the effort! Every season since, I've been hoping to run across a similar cluster. But no such luck. I still walk past that tree, long dead and toppled over, decaying in the dirt and sticker bushes, producing morels no more. Maybe Sunday...