story for a starry night

Last night I told a late story to Adventure Village. I went out to Sequoia to meet up with some staff, at 10:15 PM, after I'd told an "early" (9:30 PM) story to Forest. The Advill staff who met me - my escorts to a semi-secret location - including Zach, the new Adventure Director. These folks were going to lead me on a 1/3rd-mile walk up into the fern fields and through the woods to the place where Advill has created a fire-ring in the woods. We tramped up, with flashlights, bushwacking a little, crossing a small stream that feeds Pigeon Brook, and there was the whole village waiting for me and the story. The sky had cleared and in that spot, way up there above Pigeon, and we could see tons of stars and the Milky Way! So I told the story dramatically in the middle of the woods, the kids totally focused on it - no interruptions. I realize how rare this is. Really. How often do a group of 50 preteens and teens go somewhere dark, hard to get to, and sit absolutely still and listen for 45 minutes to someone telling a story? Any such story is only as good as the site and situation in which it is being told. What "magic" gets made by such a scene, it is camp.