The melodica could be considered the black sheep of musical instruments. But that hasn't stopped Andy and me from journeying to the farthest reaches of the earth, melodicas in hand.

Andy and I prepare to serenade the untamed Washington wilderness.

Perched high atop a mountain and clothed in traditional native garb, I play my melodica.

Standing proudly above a majestic crystal-blue lake, Andy plays his melodica.

Humbled by the mystical power of nature's splendor, I prepare to sacrifice my most treasured possession.

When the very ground splits asunder and Andy plunges into a crevasse, his only thought is, "How can I save my melodica?"

Ancient sailors used to listen for the sound of the melodica to warn them of treacherous shoals.