Fort Ross

I haven't been back to Fort Ross since my six grade over nighter. As awkward as the six grade can be I have some good memories here. My Dad came with me as a chaperon and I vividly remember my groups turn at the night watch.
My dad and I sat under the stars drinking hot chocolate and deciphering the constellations. I can remember my Dad pointing out a dozen or more constellations and it seemed like he knew them all. He showed me the North Star and told me how to find it by locating the Big Dipper first.
My dad was alway imparting interesting facts and life lessons that I hope I can pass on to my kids.
We went down to the beach the next morning with my class and my Dad and I looked for shells.