I had a great time this past weekend in the Superstition Wilderness outside Phoenix, but the Sylvania Wilderness in the UP of Michigan holds a special place in my heart and is still my favorite.

Of course Sylvania is a lot like the Boundary Waters where I spent my honeymoon. I fondly remember floating in a canoe into a raft of loons at sunset and being serenaded late into the evening. Hmmm... do I have to choose only one?