For me it's a toss up. Both are places I've lived.

Whitehorse, Yukon - if you can get past the deep dark cold months, it's simply an amazing place. Scenery that blows your mind - soaking in a outdoor hotsprings in the depths of a Yukon winter while gazing at snowcaps....it's hard to describe that. People that are some of the warmest and friendliest I've ever met and oddly enough the best Greek restaurant I've ever eaten at. An odd juxtaposition....the world's best moussaka and dolmathes in a restaurant next door to a bar so rough they had the tables bolted to the floor and the chairs chained to the tables. That's the Yukon for ya! LOL

Gore Bay, Manitoulin Island - a jewel of an island, small and intimate with a resident deer population greater than the human folk (other than during tourist season LOL) but close enough to Sudbury, Ontario to get away once in awhile. Fishing like you would not believe - Rainbow and Lake trout, huge Chinook Salmon, Splake, just to name a few. Everyone knew everyone and my older kids pretty much ran free there. My soul loved that simple, beautiful place.