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The Giant’s Toothbrush

October 24, 2011

In 1968, my parents bought a waterfront lot on a lake in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.  Trees so thick one couldn’t see the water from the road.  We didn’t have much, but we did have the property, which Dad set about clearing and placing an old mobile home on.  Us kids didn’t have a multitude of electronic stimuli to draw upon – we were left to our own devices when crafting entertainment. A few props and a vivid imagination were all we needed to occupy ourselves for hours on end.

Not far away, there was a large fallen cedar.  Most of its branches gone save for a skeletal tuft  near the top, it looked all the world an enourmous toothbrush to our Technicolor minds – a giant’s toothbrush.  Nature’s prop became the focal point for many an adventure.


Not far from teeming throngs of tourists is a secret path.  Its proximity to one of the few remaining gun placements on the island leads one to believe this is the remnant of a patrol boundary carved in coral generations ago.

The trail works its own magic, transporting its travelers a great distance in time and space in a few footsteps.

One is in the jungle.

Cliff to the right, the Philippine Sea ahead.  No idea what’s around the next bend.

A steep descent to a bridge to nowhere.  About now, even the most staid imagination is in high gear.  One is an adventurer, a kid seeing the world anew.

The path cuts through a cliff.  What’s on the other side?

A moonscape of ancient coral and sand.  A keyhole beckons, seeming like a crevice portal to another world.  One is a Lilliputian, entering the world of giants in seek of treasure.

What treasure, you ask?

The experience treasure enough for a kid brave enough to walk the Giant’s Toothbrush.

6 Comments leave one →
  1. October 24, 2011 4:15 pm

    Me. Want. To. Go.
    The stairway just keeps on tugging you on, eh?
    One day, I’ll make it there. Until then…

    Greg P. In WV, eyeing November 3 on the calendar, and my flight to South Florida.

    • dangerboyandpixie permalink*
      October 24, 2011 5:51 pm

      I’ve always been all about the trails – want to see where they lead.

      Thanks for commenting! I’m right behind you – planning to return Nov 14th.

  2. October 25, 2011 12:27 pm

    beautiful photographs!

    • dangerboyandpixie permalink*
      October 25, 2011 10:38 pm

      Thank you, Jim!

      A clear blue sky at midday in the jungle is the best time to capture the feel of the place. So often photos don’t turn out as they should, but I’m getting a little better at framing the shot. Never will make a living at it, though.

  3. Len Bloom permalink
    October 26, 2011 3:08 pm

    Once again, Bravo!

    • dangerboyandpixie permalink*
      October 26, 2011 5:13 pm

      Thank you, Len!

      As has been said before – even a blind squirrel finds a nut now and then. After taking something on the order of 4000 photos of this part of the world, a few good ones can be found.

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