One Man. One Dog.
One Forest.
It all started with a dog and a walk in the woods. Sasha — my high-energy Rottweiler — lives for our daily forest runs. She especially loves winter. The colder, the better.
One frosty morning, I spotted a large chunk of chaga growing on a birch tree. I knew what it was — and once I started looking, I kept finding more. Day after day, enough to supply not just myself, but my friends and family for life.
"That's when I realized this wasn't just a lucky find — it was nature offering something powerful that needed to be shared."
So East Coast Chaga was born. We only harvest in the cold months, always leave at least 20% behind, and process everything by hand. Slow, cold work — but worth every frozen step.
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