The Thing
Date Visited: June 2, 2019
Stop: #5
(Cue the creepy music) It was
a cold and breezy day – colder than one would think for a day in June – as we
crept along a deserted stretch of roadway through the rolling hills of
Michigan. Threatening clouds were
gathering overhead, and an eerie, foreboding sense of anticipation hung in the
air inside my car. I don’t know why, but
my eyes kept darting from side to side, scanning the roadside as if expecting
something horrific to emerge from the gloaming.
My foot eased off the gas pedal, almost instinctively, as if it had a
mind of its own. It was at this moment
that I saw it. This large, cold, green
mass, standing in the shadows of the treeline.
Standing still, just staring at us.
It was … (DUNH DUNH DUNNNHHHH) … The THING…..
After a very enjoyable time at
Sage Creek winery, it was time to move on to our next destination – an
historical marker called “The Thing.”
With a name like that, expectations were high as I conjured up memories
of the sci-fi thriller from 1982, John Carpenter’s classic by the same
name. The movie, which is about an alien
being that terrorizes an isolated Antarctica outpost (starring Kurt Russell),
is was what nightmares are made of. So,
I was anticipating something really cool.
The historical marker was a
mere 1,075 feet east of Sage Creek Winery on the south side of Bordman
Road. Expecting some kind of building or
other identifiable landmark, we blew right past the sign, only catching a
glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye as we drove by. There was no building. There was no identifiable landmark. There was only the marker, which was tucked
several feet off the road and standing along a line of trees that obscured it
from clearly being seen. It did have
something in common with the movie however – parking was a nightmare. There was no shoulder along the road to pull
over to. You could pull into Cedar Street
about 100 feet west of the sign, but it was very narrow and not an ideal place
to park without creating a potential issue for cars trying to get past you, or
parking half your car on someone’s lawn so cars could safely get past you. The only place I found that made sense to
park was a dirt driveway that led to a small dirt parking lot adjacent to a
small lake, located several feet east of the marker on the opposite side of the
street. It was just far enough away that
my wife had no interest in walking to the marker. So, I set off by myself.
It was quite a letdown to get
to the sign and not see anything that had anything to do with the subject
matter. Whatever stood at this place had
been demolished back in 1936, and Mother Nature has taken over any trace of
anything that could have been left behind.
You’ll learn from the sign that Henry Ford had offered to buy the
machine shop for his collection of buildings at Greenfield Village, but the
owners of the shop had razed it a few short days before. Literally, there seems to be no evidence that
“the Thing” even existed. Interesting
that something like that could qualify for an historical marker. In any event, after a couple of quick pics,
there wasn’t anything else to do but trudge on back to the car and set my
sights on our next winery visit.
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