Anyone who travels with me knows I will stop driving or turn around and go see anything that captures my attention. As the saying goes: 'If it's odd, it's for Todd'. I have always been attracted to unusual things, and if it happens to be a roadside attraction of some type...I have to go see it and it doesn't have to be a yellow dinosaur, or a pink elephant.
Winter has cast its cold light onto the lighthouses, but they remain vigilant. Cold winds come running in from Lake Huron like invisible horses, but you don't realize you've been hit until after they pass through you. Lake Michigan winter winds are blunt and when they hit you, the punch is immediate, and you know you've been hit. I tell my friends that Lake Michigan is a moody bitch. It forces you to love her. Lake Huron lulls you in and captures you. Its magical personality captures you before you realize it. (You can decide if you prefer the good witch or the bad witch.)
I walked into a second-floor bathroom in a Lighthouse and was taken by surprise by its charm, it was more like enchantment...from a bathroom? Odd, but true. I eventually made my way outside and headed toward the beach and discovered some fairly recent Bear tracks and followed them to the edge of the remnants of a shipwreck (the Joseph S Fay.) The beach and the lighthouse in this area along the Lake Huron shoreline are interconnected to an abundance of maritime history as well as meandering bears.
This video was my first effort at making a Commercial.
(Click on middle picture to play/open video.)
New Presque Isle Lighthouse was built in 1870 and is the tallest lighthouse on the Great lakes. Nearby, there are several trails that hug the Lake Huron shoreline and offer a very serene environment to explore which allows for amazing opportunities to become acquainted with nature. You're enabled with the ability to experience an area that is so beautiful that it's intoxicating. Mother Nature has brewed a powerful spell.
All photos by Todd Selleck copyright 2021
There was a town in West Michigan known as Singapore and it was a thriving lumber-town that had it's own currency, but once the trees were depleted 'Singapore' not only burned down, it became a ghost town and was eventually engulfed by the sand dunes. I had always referred to this little lighthouse as Singapore Lighthouse until I found the following information which explains (in great detail) about its history.
Click here for more information about the Lighthouse.