I've had loads of Amanitas. My first ones were eaten in 1988 and maybe every two or three years since then, for no good reason, I hit them again. Over those two decades, I have accumilated a fair amount of knowledge about them. I've tried them in varying amounts and in varying preparations. I have eaten them raw, cooked and drank my own piss whilst intoxicated. I don't rate them as being particularly usefull, nor do I think they are as bad as many say. There is a lot of ignorance surrounding Aminita Muscaria. People hear off putting stories. They never try them but continue to circulate the myths.
I shall attempt to share with you all that I know about Amanita Muscaria.
Identification
Firstly, these toadstools are really easy, perhaps the easiest of all mushrooms to identify. Their colour, size, shape, season and habitat make them fairley unique. That is lucky, as some close relatives of A. Muscaria, are the deadliest of all. By saying deadly, I mean eatting one will kill you, out right, with no antidote. Once the poison is in you and metabaliszed, no ammount of medical science, not even multiple complete blood transfussions and diallasis, is going to save you.
So learn to identify them. There are plenty of good books in the local library to help you. Once you know what they should look like, observe them in nature. You will see at various times of day, in various weather conditions, at various stages of their life cycle and at various times in their fruiting stages, lots of differant shapes, sizes, colours and hues. From white emergant eggs in the ground, through to large flat topped umbrellas to decayed maggot infested, slug munched filth.
The easiest place to find them, is in late Summer to early Autumn under Silver Birch trees. At that time of year and in that habiat you are unlikley to encounter any of the easily mistaken deadly look alikes. Once you are confident that you have correctly identified them you are ready to pick.
Picking choices
When you find a good spot you will see hundreds of them, its a stunning and beautiful display. You will be tempted to pick arm loads. Don't do this, its not fair, you only need a few couple at most. To find exactly the right ones, with the best ratios and concentrations of muscamol is a little tricky.
Apart from muscamol, which you want, A. Muscaria also contain ibotenic acids and muscarine, which you don't want. The shroom most likely to be your friend will be found earlier in the season. It will be large, a cap diamatre of 7-8 inches and it will be dried or drying in the sun. This is the tricky part. To get them big and fat, they need plenty of rain. To get them dry you need the exactly the reverse. In acctual fact, its not that hard to do. You just have to regularly watch your garden grow, keeping an eye on the weather. At the end of Summer you get the first rain storms that power their growth but you still get long periods of warm sunshine. As the shroom dries its skin changes colour, hue and texture. It turns from the bright reddy orange, to a light, orangey-yellowy, tan colour. The texture will change from damp matt and tacky, to dry shinney and smooth, similar to onion skins. These are the ones you want.
The muscamol and muscarin have their heaviest concentrations in a yellow pithy area beneath the skin before the white flesh. I pick only the caps, either leaving the stalk in the ground, or eating it fresh as I walk through my patch. The stalks are perfectly edible raw as is. I should mention I do examine my cap first. Flys lay eggs in the gills, which rapidly become maggots recognised as tiny black dots. On closer examination these black dots turn out to be the guts of translucent white maggots in the white flesh of the shroom and stalk.
Preparation
On returning home, I want to convert my unpleasant muscarine into more pleasurable muscamole. This is achieved using gentle heat. I slice the shrooms into thin strips and place them on a baking try. This is then put in an oven, on the lowest setting, with the door open. As they heat up, a yellow juice emerges from the shrooms. Using a spoon I scoop the juice up and baste them with it, as they slowly dry out. The smell at this point is gorgeous. When the shroom is totally cooked, it it is a dark reddy brown colour and is rock hard. There is no muscarine or ibotenic acid, only muscamol. It is now ready for consumption.
Dosage
20 grams of your cooked shroom is what you need. That equates to 2 large caps. I recommend 15 grams for people trying it the first time, maybe somewhere close to 25-30g. for people accustomed to the trip and up to 40g. for people who really really like them. I have found the best way to consume them, is as a mushroom soup. I grind the lumps down to a dust, add them to a saucepan of milk and bring it to the boil. A few croutons, knob of butter and a sprig of parsley and your away. Then sit back and prepare to feel ill. If you can sleep, do it.
Effects
After 30min a number of things all start to happen at once. Non of them are particularly pleasant. I generally start to feel nauseous. Some times I will be unable to keep it down but even after heaving the feelings of nausea don't pass. I also become quite drunk. It is not a nice, light headed, euphoric, merry drunk. Its more like drinking heavily on top of a large hangover drunk. I get dizzy even when lying down. My head is heavy, my mind is wooley and my speach is slurred.
60min+ I will be feeling very disorientated within my mind and body. I'll be shivering and sweating. I feel there is something majorley wrong with me but I am unable to work out what it is. I crawl under the duvet but find no comfort. I lurch out for cooler fresh air but return to my duvet. I have panic attacks, suddenly I may believe my heart has stopped. I desperatley start feeling for a pulse and banging my chest to give a self administered cardiac massage. I will want an ambulance but cant get the telephone to work. There will be CEVs at this point but I am to uncomfortable and nervous to take much notice of them.
120mins+ The anxiety attacks are subsiding. I still feel drunk or drugged but I am starting to regain my composier, and am glad I didn't get the ambulance. I am now able to take more notice of the CEVs. They are not particularly exciting. If DMT is 10, LSD 6, Psylocybin 4, Amanita Muscari is 1-2. They do have their own feel however, unlike anything else. Generally I see a swirling kalidescope, the colours are dark soft and muted. Without any warning pictures suddenly appear. They are a very photographic like. Crisp sharp and real looking. But unlike the fantastic and colour saturated imagery of DMT, they are mute and somber. I will see the mundane imagery of my life. A row of shops in the rain... A girl lighting a cigarette at the bus stop... Some men digging a hole in the road... Some dirty washing in the sink. It is totally random and also one dimensional. I can not wander into the scene or explore it. All I can do is watch and hope something interesting happens. It never does.
During the whole duration of my trip, I hear my own voice. Loud and clear, endlessly wittering on. Talking mundane crap to me. Things like, You should fix the puncture on your bike... What will you eat for dinner... Did you remember to phone Mum... I talk back sometimes in my head, sometimes out loud, I am never really quite sure.
This state of mind lasts for about 3-4 hours. I may slumber, its never real sleep but its not quite awake. People tell me I snore but I am not in any kind of deep sleep. Eventually, I do sleep. I wake the next day, alert and fresh, there is never any residual affects, I am back to base.
Drinking Piss
Everyone has heard of doing it. Many think it sounds disgusting. I should like to say swallow your piss with your pride. Don't worry or think too much about it. There is nothing in your own piss that is going to hurt you. In fact during an Aminita Muscaria intoxication exactly the opposite.
The muscarine passes through the body relatively intact. The other toxins seam to be metabalized or filtered out. You have just gone through all the unpleasantness of convulsions, heart palpuatations, and fevers and sweats. Now youv'e got a tippy medicine without all that.
Conclusions to follow