The names of all persons quoted here, except government officials, have been changed to protect their identities; for the same reason, their villages too have not been named. This is part one of a two-part story.
It’s around five in the evening, and there’s still some light in the sky when 16-year old Vivek Singh Bisht and a few others return to their camp in Satper. “We will be here for another 10 days to find more keeda jadi. This season hasn’t been great for us,” he says, showing me the 26 pieces of fungus he has collected that day.
We are in the Satper meadow, 4,500 metres above sea level, surrounded by snow-wrapped slopes, where some 35 blue tarpaulin tents flap furiously in an icy wind sweeping through the camp. The tents shelter fungus-hunters like Vivek from various villages, who start gathering here from mid-May. Satper is in Dharchula block of Pithoragarh district, a few kilometres west of the India-Nepal border.
On good days, a picker here can harvest up to 40 pieces; on bad days, just about 10. By the time the monsoon starts in Uttarakhand around mid-June, the lucrative keeda jadi harvesting season is almost over. Last year, by June, Vivek’s parents, grandparents and eight-year-old sister returned to their village with 900 pieces. Each keeda jadi weighs less than half a gram and the family will sell it for Rs. 150-200 per piece.









