The Underground Forest - Michigan’s Lost Roadside Wildlife Tunnel\
North of Grayling, Michigan, the Underground Forest drew 1950s families into a 240-foot tunnel lined with taxidermy wildlife scenes. Built into a sandy hill along Old US-27, this odd roadside stop thrived on vacation traffic until I-75 opened and the cars — and the cave — slowly disappeared. \
North of Grayling, near the small community of Frederic, motorists on Old US-27 once saw a low, white, rock-textured building that looked halfway between a cartoon cave and a fallout shelter. Large block letters on the front announced its name: UNDERGROUND FOREST.\
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A Concrete Cave off Old US-27\
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Built into a sandy hill along the highway, the attraction opened in about 1957, when US-27 carried vacation traffic toward Mackinac and the Upper Peninsula. The structure appears to be poured concrete, sculpted into lumpy ridges, with small windows cut into the façade and a central staircase leading visitors below ground.\
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In the parking lot, station wagons and sedans lined up in summer, their license plates from Michigan, Ohio, and Indiana. Families paid a modest admission fee, stepped through the cave-like doorway, and left the bright Crawford County sun for a cool, dim tunnel.\
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Inside the 240-Foot “Forest” Cave\
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The Underground Forest was not a natural cave. It was a 240-foot man-made corridor, bending and turning under the hill. Along the walls, behind glass windows, more than thirty taxidermy scenes showed animals that live in Michigan’s woods and wetlands. Visitors describe it as dark, dank, and kinda cool. \
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Deer froze mid-step on artificial moss. Black bears stood over fallen logs—smaller windows framed raccoons, foxes, and owls. Simple electric lights highlighted each diorama while keeping the passageway itself relatively dark. Kids pressed against the glass as parents read short signs about each animal's behavior and range.\
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It was part roadside oddity, part wildlife museum. For many visitors, this was their first close look at animals they might only glimpse from a distance while camping in the nearby Au Sable State Forest. Roadside attractions like this were common staring in the 1930s when road travel for pleasure took off. \
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Built for the Highway, Undone by the Freeway\
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The Underground Forest grew from mid-century car culture. Roadside owners knew that bold lettering and unusual architecture could turn passing traffic into paying customers. A fake cave promising a forest under the ground fit that era perfectly.\
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Sources differ slightly on the exact dates, but the attraction likely operated through the early to mid-1960s. Its fortunes changed when Interstate 75 opened in stages across northern Michigan. Vacationers who once cruised US-27 now sped along the new freeway, bypassing Frederic and its concrete hillside.\
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With traffic thinning out, the business could not survive. The taxidermy scenes were packed up and moved to Gaylord, where they formed the core of the Call of the Wild museum, still greeting visitors today.\
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What Remains Along Old US-27\
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The original Underground Forest structure is still viable. Stark white concrete is still visible along Old US-27. Drivers who follow the former main route north from Grayling pass near the site without much to mark what once stood there.\
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Yet the setting still matters. This corridor through Crawford County sits at the southern reach of the Au Sable State Forest, one of Michigan’s largest blocks of public land. Campgrounds, canoe liveries, and trailheads keep drawing travelers who favor the slower, two-lane road over the interstate a few miles away.\
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Why This Odd Tunnel Still Matters\
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A single black-and-white photograph of cars parked outside the Underground Forest can summon an entire era. It hints at family vacations when the journey itself felt like an event, punctuated by strange, small attractions built by local owners.\
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Places like the Underground Forest rarely make it into official histories, yet they shaped how generations came to know northern Michigan. They turned a drive through the woods into a story kids carried home, retold long after the concrete walls were torn down and the highway out front went quiet.