There's just something about Michigan's Upper Peninsula which calls to me.  Wild...rugged...with vast tracts of empty, seemingly unending forest sprinkled with pristine lakes and muskeg...the U.P. epitomizes everything I love in the outdoors.  It even has a few decently rocky hills to satiate the mountain-lover in me.  It was my good fortune to call myself a Yooper for about six years, and it's six years I will forever remember fondly.  I had some great adventures here, as I hope these albums will share...