To understand you must be willing to indulge in romantic flights of fancy … to have felt magic in the woods and enchantment in the rain. Imagine being deep in a redwood grove, mossed over and alive with ferns that stand as high as your head. It’s raining and the ferns are happy. They glisten and they glow and yes … they even giggle. We heard them and we’ll never be the same.

Once upon a time we had a dream to live among these ferns and run the Blue Heron Kayak School and the Giggling Fern Café. But life evolves and so did that dream. One thing didn’t change: a wish that there will always be herons to lead us down the river while ferns giggle secretly along the bank, and that we never lose our ability to dream.