Similar to Fred Picker's spot on the White River in his native Vermont, this small stretch of the Eagle River on the Keweenaw Peninsula, near the town of Phoenix, as attracted me for decades (since the days of my 35mm Nikons and color reversal "slide" film). It is usually void of people and a very peaceful place to sit and sip coffee, have lunch, and work with the camera. The rocks are large enough and positioned such that you can walk both up and downstream for quite a ways without danger. Will be putting many of the images from this road trip together as an upcoming videography project. Music is already selelcted, but hours of photoshop CC2014 and Corel Videostudio Pro X8 work to accomlish (I use the term work euphemistically, as it is a joyful activity). About 75% done with the selection and basic Photoshop work this evening, but the video transformation is much more time consuming. If I were young again and entering college, I would acquire an MFA in film making and photography.