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Back in 2021, my wife, my son, and I packed our bags and moved to Ecuador. For the first year, we lived like adventurers — wandering along the Pacific coast, climbing snowcapped mountains, and exploring the wild Amazon rainforest.

One day we visited a friend’s farm deep in the rainforest. Huge piles of freshly cut logs were stacked like little mountains. I asked the workers what they planned to do with all that wood. They shrugged and said, “Time will make it disappear.”

That answer stuck with me. Such a waste, I thought. Maybe it could be turned into charcoal, or milled into lumber. As I was still thinking, my son tugged on my sleeve and shouted, “Dad, look! So many mushrooms are growing on the wood!”
That one simple moment lit a spark in me. Maybe these logs weren’t waste at all — maybe they were the perfect home for mushrooms.

The Amazon rainforest turned out to be mushroom paradise. Temperatures stayed between 66–80°F all year round, humidity hovered close to 100%, and even in the driest months it rarely dropped below 80%.

I bought different varieties of mushrooms from the local market, used my mycology know-how to develop cultures, and inoculated the logs. After about a year of trial and error, I finally bred strains that thrived in those conditions. Some oyster mushrooms could grow from tiny pins to full harvest in just five days — no spraying, no climate control needed.

Sadly, as safety in Ecuador declined and our farm was robbed multiple times, we had to move on. Eventually, we came to the United States. But one thing never changed: my love for fungi. Mushrooms aren’t just food to me — they’re living proof of how people and nature can work together in harmony.