The wife's uncle had a place in the woods in the UP, nearest town was Escanaba.
First time we went there, he stopped at the end of his road to explain where he wanted me to park my fifth wheel.
Maybe 1/4 mile down down the road I saw a big, dense cloud of smoke, so I assumed one of his neighbors must be burning slash.
Turned out it wasn't smoke, it was mosquitos.

When we got out, it wasn't 30 seconds and we had ticks crawling up our legs, and we battled them the whole 3 days we were there.
No amount of spraying or bug rubs had much effect on either the ticks or the mosquitos- it was a horrible experience.
Both dogs had been treated, and one had lots of ticks, but strangely, our white german shepherd never had a single tick on him.
