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The path in Mackerricher state park, fort Bragg

[vc_row content_width="grid"][vc_column width="1/6"][/vc_column][vc_column width="2/3"][vc_column_text] Fort Bragg is my childhood My fondest memories as a child are those of our weekends in foggy Fort Bragg, California. We'd drive 3 hours north on a Friday after school and make it there by nightfall. My mom would make us a...