I have a deep love for the bays and tide lands all up and down the West Coast and a great respect for the birds that reside there. Years ago I lived at the edge of one of these coastal estuaries. It was a joy to watch the mood of the place change by the minute. One day upon arriving home I saw one of these Great Blue Herons just below the edge of a bank of grasses. I cautiously crept out knowing I could get closer than I ever could by just approaching normally. I got within 20’ and carefully poked my head out so I could see him up close. I was shocked that he saw me and took flight before I saw him, even knowingly exactly where he was.