Details, details, please ... 
Unless it was for an unpleasant reason.
Had to hurry-up and wade-into White Iron Lake, in 'canoe country' and attract leeches on my shins and ankles in order to nail some trophy-size pike & walleye (leeches dis-attach pretty effortlessly with vinegar & salt, or a lighter), then get involved in an enthusiastic intrigue over an intelligent black-bear destroying our neighbors' campsite, who then kept escaping from Minnesota
Fish & Game 'traps'. Subsequently joined my uncle on a speedboat-search of the lake to locate our neighbors. Eventually was standing beside a bee-hive at the base of a pint-tree and YEEOWWW...
Drove to the end of The Gunflint Trail and portaged to the Indian rock-carvings around the Basswood lakes. Camped and fished at Devil's Track Lake where float-planes were going crazy, then wrapped the trip up by driving along the shoreline of Lake Superior picking-up gemstones. Drove to Detroit and flew back to Houston in time to help build a motorcycle-ramp.
Tons of other stuff happened but yeah, it wasn't unpleasant.