Kuujuaq Fungi: Species list

Kuujjuaq Species List


Fungi of the Kuujjuaq region, Nunavik, Quebec, Canada
Collections made 12-18 August 2007 by Lawrence Millman

In 2007, I received a grant from Nunavik’s Makivik Corporation to study the mushrooms in and around Kuujjuaq. This community, the largest in Nunavik, was ideally situated for mycological research, since it was both above and below the tree-line. Here are the results:

See also: Twenty Kuujjuaq Fungi, and the Project Report.


Southwest of communication towers (northern boreal forest):

Albatrellus confluens. Under tamarck. Uncommon.
Coltricia perennis. In moss and glacial till.
Cortinarius alboviolaceus (Silvery Violet Cort). Under spruce.
Cortinarius cinnamoneus (Cinnamon Cort). Near spruce.
Gloeophyllum sepiarium (Yellow-Red Gilled Polypore). On old pine boards near Mesher camp.
Lactarius rufus (Red Hot Milky). Poisonous. Under spruce.
Lactarius torminosus (Pink-Fringed Milky). Near spruce as well as birch.
Phellinus chrysoloma (Golden Spreading Polypore). On spruce log.
Russula emetica (The Sickener). Poisonous. In boggy area near spruce.
Spathularia flavida (Fairy Fan). Uncommon. On woody debris.
Trichaptum abietinum (Purple Toothed Polypore). On dead spruce stump.

North of Cape Whales (tundra):

Cortinarius balteatus. In moss near spruce.
Hygrocybe miniata (Fading Scarlet Waxy Cap). In moss.
Leccinum holopus (White Birch Bolete). Edible. Under dwarf birch.
Lactarius scrobiculatus (Spotted Stalk Milky). Near spruce.
Mycena epipterygia (Yellow Stalked Fairy Helmet). In moss

Between airport and Koksoak River (mixed habitat):

Agrocybe praecox (Spring Agrocybe). On humus above river.
Amanita vaginata (Grisette). In sedge.
Boletus badius (Bay Bolete). Edible. Under spruce.
Boletus variipes. Edible. Near spruce.
Collybia tuberosa (Tuberous Collybia). On decayed Russula cap.
Coprinus atramentarius (Inky Cap). On buried wood near fuel tanks.
Cortinarius bolaris. Uncommon. Near spruce.
Cortinarius sanguineus (Red Gilled Cort). In moss.
Cystoderma amianthinum (white variety). In moss.
Gomphidius nigricans (Blackening Gomphidius). Uncommon. Under spruce.
Hydnellum peckii (Bleeding Tooth). Near spruce.
Inocybe lacera (Torn Fiber Head). Poisonous. In grass near alder.
Inocybe sororia (Pungent Fiber Head). Poisonous. In gravel near tamarack.
Lactarius deliciosus (Orange Latex Milky). Edible. Near spruce.
Mycena griseoviridis. In humus.
Peziza badia (Red Cup). In sand and till.
Russula paludosa. In moss near spruce.
Thelephora caryophyllea (Carnation Fiber Vase). In sandy soil and till.
Thelephora terrestris (Common Fiber Vase). In sandy soil and till.

At Old Fort Chimo (boreal forest and tundra):

Amanita inaurata (Strangulated Amanita). In willow near tent rings.
Clitocybe clavipes (Fat Foot). On ground near old church.
Entoloma strictius (Straight Stalked Pinkgill). Poisonous. In moss near old church.
Laccaria laccata (Common Tallowgill). In sandy soil near tent rings.
Paxillus involutus (Poison Pax). Poisonous. Near dump north of old school.
Rozites caperata (Gypsy). Edible. In birch above new cemetery.
Russula fragilis (Fragile Russula). In moss near old school.
Serpula lacrimans (Dry Rot). Under fallen gravemarker in old cemetery.
Tectella patellaris (Veiled Panus). On willow branch near old church.

West of weather station (tundra):

Entoloma sinuatum (Lead Poisoner). Poisonous. Near birch.
Hygrocybe conica (Witch’s Hat). Poisonous. Near spruce.
Inocybe fastigiata (Straw Coloured Fiber head). Poisonous. In glacial till.
Lactarius uvidus (Violet Latex Milky). Poisonous. Near birch.
Leccinum atrostipitatum. Edible. Under dwarf birch.
Lycoperdon molle (Miniature Puffball). Edible. On sand and gravel near trails.
Russula adusta. Poisonous. Uncommon. Near spruce.

At all habitats:

Laccaria bicolor. In sandy soil, moss, or glacial till.
Lactarius representaneus (Northern Bearded Milky). Poisonous. Near spruce.
Leccinum insigne (Aspen Bolete). Edible. Near birch.
Leccinum scabrum (Birch Bolete). Edible. Near or under birch.
Lycoperdon gemmatum (Gemmed Puffball). Edible. In till, sandy soil, or along trails.
Russula albida (White Russula). In sandy soil or moss.
Russula dissimulans (Blackening Russula). In spruce, birch, and willow.
Russula lutea (Yellow Russula). Near birch.

Unidentified Species:

Lactarius (2), Russula (4), Inocybe (2), Cortinarius (2), Laccaria (1).


Kuujjuak Fungi
Proceed to the Project Report, or Twenty Mushrooms of Kuujjuaq.

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Sir John Franklin’s Lost Diary

On September 9, 2014, Parks Canada discovered the remains of the HMS Erebus, explorer Sir John Franklin’s remarkably newsworthy flagship. Among the artifacts retrieved from the ship was a Fortnum & Mason jar labelled “Sweets.” The jar did not contain any sweets, but rather a diary written by Sir John himself — a diary that solves at least part of the so-called Franklin mystery. What follows is that diary’s final entries:

FranklinApril 30, 1847. Ship lies groaning & straining in the ice off King William Island. On a whim, I brought out my maps of Arctic Canada, only to discover that the Admiralty had provided me with maps of Polynesia — an unfortunate error.

May 2, 1847. Sore gums & loose teeth indicate that many of the crew have scurvy, so I spoke out against this nefarious French disease & initiated tango lessons and likewise bench pressing of the ship’s spittoons to ward it off.

May 3, 1847. Ship still mired in the ice. The bosun, in the midst of a tango maneuver, fell overboard, went through the ice, & was promptly torn to shreds by a school of man-eating isobars. Bloody Arctic!

May 5, 1847. Dreamt Lady Jane came for a visit & asked, “Sir John, why are you late to supper?” “I’m looking for the Northwest Passage, dear,” I told her. “But you can’t eat the Northwest Passage, can you?” she replied ominously, then vanished.

May 8, 1847. Lost three men today, one to scurvy, another to terminal gingivitis, & yet another to ennui. To make matters worse, the steward told me, in his inimitable fashion, “we ain’t got no more elevenses for you, sir.” How can I captain this expedition without my elevenses?

May 11, 1847. The cook extremely upset over our empty larders. Says there isn’t even any solder left inside our food tins. “Hang in there, old chap,” I told him, but the roar of the wind in the ship’s rigging garbled my words, & he tried to hang himself. At least the men are still obeying my orders.

May 12, 1847. Dense fog. We can’t even see the ship’s prow, much less a possible shortcut to the Orient.

May 14, 1847. We’re totally out of crumpets, so I had to feed Cedric [Cedric was Franklin’s pet toucan] a few forlorn scraps of hardtack. Not surprisingly, he squawked in protest.

May 15, 1847. Took bearings & discovered that, instead of corpulent, I am now merely portly. Remarkable that I can now ascend the mast-head as well as descend from it.

May 17, 1847. Men shivering almost constantly, & their beards are hung with icicles, as the Admiralty somehow has seen fit to supply us with tuxedos & cummerbunds rather than parkas. Wrote a letter of protest to the First Lord, then such was my hunger that I proceeded to eat it.

May 27, 1847. Several Savages [Eskimoes] with prognathous jaws visited the ship today. They brought us a batch of pemmican eggs. Alas, all rotten. Must have been laid before the great pemmican migration south. In return, we gave each of the Savages a tuxedo & cummerbund.

May 29, 1847. More misfortune — one of the crew, doubtless a petty officer, has eaten poor Cedric! I said to Fitzjames [Franklin’s second-in-command], “Find the bounder responsible for this & give him a taste of the cat.” “Sorry, sir,” Fitzjames told me, “but we’ve already eaten the ship’s cat.”

May 31, 1847. Lieutenant Orme, a clean-shaven fellow except for his clump of grizzled whiskers, broke into my cabin & consumed the contents of my chamber pot, then began singing “Rule, Brittania.” I put him in the section of the sick bay reserved for nutters.

June 5, 1847. Weary of being mired in ice, we abandoned ship & began making our way to Back’s Fish River, thence, we hope, to England’s green & pleasant land. The men carried me in a sedan chair. Two days into our journey, I realized I’d forgotten my robe & slippers, so we marched back to the ship.

June 8, 1847. Abandoned the ship a second time. Curiously, my sedan chair seems to have disappeared, & I’m now being manhauled in a sledge filled with towels, kettles, sail-maker’s palms, porcelain cups, bedding, checkerboards, our portative organ, longboats, etc.

June 9, 1847. Met a group of Savages & asked them using signs for the route to Back’s Fish River. They fled in terror when Fitzjames produced a loud blast of flatulence. “Sorry, sir,” he said, “but starvation seems not to agree with me.”

June 10, 1847. Longboats abandoned owing to the terrestrial aspect of the land.

June 12, 1847. Dr. Goodsir, our surgeon, tried to enliven things by asking us which vegetable the Admirably forbade us to take on board the Erebus. Answer: Leeks! Only Goodsir himself laughed at this feeble joke, & as he did, several of his teeth loosened in his gums, then fell into the snow.

June 13, 1847. What a nuisance! I seem to have left my monogrammed cutlery & all my medals on the Erebus, so we had no choice but to march back to the ship, which was now a sorry sight — both the fore & aft decks were covered with a thick coat of scurvy.

June 14, 1847. A blizzard has kept us on the ship, so I began working on a talk to be given tomorrow at tea-time. Key sentences include: Eat your boots, men. They’re quite tasty. Give me a nice fresh boot over steak-and-kidney pie any day. [On an earlier expedition, Franklin had been compelled to eat his boots]

June 15, 1847. Hallo, what’s this? Fitzjames has barged into my cabin without a knock. “Sir John,” he says, brandishing his cutlass, “the men & I have made an important decision. The cabin boy is lean & emaciated, while you…”

Here the diary necessarily breaks off, but the percipient reader will have no trouble ascertaining why Franklin’s remains have never been found.

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