In another life, Dunk and I most likely crossed paths or perhaps we just ripped on two wheeled death traps up and down the same rugged streets of towns north of Boston. While he was running wild in the outlaw motorcycle scene, I was documenting and painting clandestine poets up and down the North Shore. There is a common thread that brings people to mycology and it finds its origins in the brains of those not interested in following anyone else’s life rules or rhythms. That break from socially acceptable directions has led a lot of wonderfully interesting people into this independent obsession with mushrooms. Maybe it’s that it takes us out of the world of people and into the world of our heads and the fifth kingdom. Many of us amateur mycologists are not what one would call “people pleasers”...there is a lack of patience in the drama of humanity where there is an abundance of patience for discovery, study and documentation. William Dunkerly has been building upon his myco-obsession ever since the day the mushroom-bug bit him and his journey has taken him in wild directions from basement growing to a commercial facility to value added frozen mushroom meals…one thing's for certain when speaking to and about the folks of the MycoWizard World, not one of them ever expected to be where they are today!