Northwest Michigan, true to its state’s slogan, is pure. Its purity is obvious when standing atop the golden grass-laced, gigantic sand dunes, and looking around, the only thing to behold is beauty. The view in every direction is rich and vivid in color. As the soft, crisp breeze blows against your face, the matchless smell of cedars fills the air around. On one side of the dunes is continuous rolling, verdant-speckled hills, and on the other side there is crystal clear, blue water as far as the eye can stretch. It is possible to be completely content in this spot; content in sitting above the trees for innumerable time. As the hours pass, and the sun begins to slowly dip, the light rays transform all of the surroundings with a golden-filter cast. Suddenly, every last breath is taken and there are no words worthy to describe the scenery.