Aww Haggis, now ya made me think..........hurts, dang .....hurts
The mostest wunnerful place would have to be the Thousand Islands trip we took when I was just a sprout. Stayed in a "rustic" cabin, dad took me fishin, ate in neat places with fish tacked to the wall (assume they was stuffed), went on a big boat and seen lotsa neet things.........Now, back to reality.
Not a world, or even nation traveler. Never really had the urge although the banks and braes of the forefathers and foremothers calls from time ta time....ach.
The place we return to time and time again would be Algonquin Park, and Ontario's Northland, camping, canoeing, sittin on me *** fishin, takin some deep breaths and sort of suckin in the aura of the flora.........and fauna(if ya know what I mean) Guess this would classifiy as most favourite in Canada too.
This year it just might be something new.........Algonquin Park from an entrance (there are several) we haven't did afore.
It's March, the cabin fever is starting to shed with each trip to check on the fishing gear, coleman stove, etc.
Little bit of heaven right here, close.