I go to enough nice places, I love them all. Favorites are probably more sentimental than anything else.

If I had to pick *one* it sadly no longer exists today. it was Roughly the Centre of This.. Before all those cutblocks were there (about 25 years ago) I used to get up into there in the late fall hunting. the small creek draw in the middle of the map I used to walk up into with hoarfrost all over the trees, snow everywhere, and me miles from anywhere. Probably more a state of mind at the time for me, in combination with the place,
than anything else, since strictly objectively, it's just another patch of canadian bush, and certinaly nothing as breathtaking as all the places I tromp in the Rockies. If anything it's special to me since as a young kid, It was probably one of the first places I just sat there for hours thinking nowhere else on earth looks exactly like this - for no other reason than I could, and realized just how cool it was to do that.

I still find lots of places like that - just that one has sentimental value.