tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31547219655231697782024-02-07T20:22:44.535-05:00A Haunting We Will GoI DO BELIEVE IN SPOOKS, I DO, I DO!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-49195421767436491462010-06-10T15:11:00.000-04:002010-06-10T15:11:12.869-04:00A visit to Antietam BattlefieldLike Gettysburg Antietam Battlefield in Sharpsburg Maryland saw it's share of death. The battle claimed more than 23,000 men killed, wounded, and missing in one single day, September 17,1862<br />
I had heard stories of hauntings so I wanted to see it for myself<br />
Some claim that Dunker Church is haunted by soldiers<br />
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One of the most impressive areas of the battlefield is an area called Sunken Road or Bloody Lane, <br />
Things like gun fire, have been heard. Smoke has been smelled and voices heard in this area.<br />
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It was told that the Blood was literally "flowing like a river". This battle was one of the bloodiest battles fought at Antietam. More than 5,000 men lost there lives here.<br />
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Another area of the battlefield famous for being haunting is Burnside Bridge <br />
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Other places on the battlefield with reports of hauntings include the Pry house. <br />
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Reports here include seeing a woman in old fashioned clothing walking down the stairs. Footsteps have also been heard going up and down the stairs and faces in the window of a woman.<br />
It is a fact that General Richaardson wife came and took care of him on his death bed. Could this be her?<br />
We will never know, but I left Antietam knowing I had visited yet another haunted battlefield.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-27120675793360216532010-06-10T11:51:00.000-04:002010-06-10T11:51:28.011-04:00Talking to Ben<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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As mentioned in my previous post we were able to use the "ghost box" while in Gettysburg with some results. <br />
Of course being a true ghost hunter I wanted to wait until night to get out on the battlefield and choose one of my favorite spots. Sach Bridge <br />
Sach Bridge ws used by the Confederate Army of Northern Virginia to retreat into Virginia after the battle. It has also been report that three Confederate hangings took place from the bridge rafters. The area around the bridge was also used as a field hosptial and rumor has it that unclaimed bodies are still buried in the woods there. <br />
We arried early just before dark and took a look around <br />
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As dark approched we met up with a friend of mine from Facebook who lived in town. Mary had been investigation the area often and we enjoyed meeing her. It was also nice to have a third person along. This way we felt like if three of us heard the same thing on the ghost box that it wasnt our imagination<br />
As we began walking around we took some photos<br />
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We also started asking questions. <br />
First we ask if we could get a name...crackle...gibberish, then clearly we heard BEN<br />
How old are you ben. 22 came the answer<br />
Where are you from Ben,, more static..then JOHNNY REB, MA'AM<br />
We ask things like are you trapped here YES<br />
Do you have any brothers or sisters..SISTER<br />
I ask do you know what year this is? We got the number FOUR, which confused me, because the battle was in 1863, I then said "Ben the battle was July 1863" I got answer FOUR, it then cccured to me that the Confederates crossed the bridge JULY FOUR, <br />
We then ask..Ben are you tired, do you want us to go..NO WALK<br />
so we walked..I wasnt about to argue with a ghost ha ha.<br />
We went to the other side of the bridge where we took more photos, walked around ask a few questions. Just look how big this orb is between my husband and I in this photo that Mary took of us.<br />
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Then once again ask. Do we need to go. YES we got this time.<br />
We thanked BEN for talking to us..Told him to stay there (you should always do this so they dont follow you home) and left. We went back into the bridge itself and took some more photos. Here are some of them <br />
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</div>Notice the orbs in these photos<br />
All in all it turned out to be an interesting night, and I am looking forward to going back to this location again.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-20143122746568221192010-06-10T10:38:00.001-04:002010-06-10T10:41:30.824-04:00Gettysburg Trip ReviewedMy trip to Gettysburg over the weekend turned out great as usual. We took our new "ghost box" radio we made from the radio shack 12-587 transistor radio. At first I wasn't sure how we were suppose to be able to "talk" to a spirit using this, but as we played with it awhile I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was working.<br />It did take a little practice but as I worked with it and ask questions I was finding that the answers I was getting did make sense and they were always given in the same voice. Now you might be wondering what I mean by that so let me explain.<br />The idea behind the "ghost box" we made is to modify a simple radio so when you set it on scan it does NOT stop on channel but keep scanning. Once locked in place, it will continue to scan until you manually release it. Picture your car radio, as you scan for a station you hear different DJ voices and snips of commercials ETC. On this "box" it works a little like that..Only we seemed to receive more static, then out of that static we would hear a single word.<br />For example at one spot I ask..If anyone is here can you give me a name<br />I heard the names TOM and EMMETT, I also got the words DEVIL ( I was at Devils Den) I heard the words SWORD, ROCK, and a few more in this area<br />Very interesting to say the lestUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-1279287469217180642010-06-04T08:58:00.000-04:002010-06-04T08:58:23.995-04:00Gettysburg TripI'm heading back up to Gettysburg this weekend for a few day. I will be back here soon with some updates on the trip and hopefully some ghostie adventures.<br />
We are trying something new this time. It is a ghost box, made from the shack hack (radio from radio shack). I have never used one before so I am curious to see if we really pick anything up with it.<br />
Guess wil see.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-90248822576521174232010-05-14T23:09:00.000-04:002010-05-14T23:09:38.155-04:00"The Lady" revisited<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Hf5snwWFLroszsYXqU4A-JQI79a4VUCGrug9WJEabOlQAsevHlEF03NeZGVSRHGOzZOoYmTth7CVyMtEUuu_VL7MbxuO87KY5NLbz3ZKN-96Ft-9Ndr752PslchZ8EXvrGv8r7Wqzpg3/s1600/IMG_2386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Hf5snwWFLroszsYXqU4A-JQI79a4VUCGrug9WJEabOlQAsevHlEF03NeZGVSRHGOzZOoYmTth7CVyMtEUuu_VL7MbxuO87KY5NLbz3ZKN-96Ft-9Ndr752PslchZ8EXvrGv8r7Wqzpg3/s320/IMG_2386.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><br />
As some of you know already my grandson went through a time when he saw spirits/ghost. Several years ago he had contact with one ghost that we lovingly refer to as " The Lady". This lady showed herself to him when he was barely three, and he saw her on at lest three seperate occasions at a local children's petting farm. "The lady" we believe was married to a civil war veteran and they farmed what was at one time land from a local plantation. This gentleman we lovingly refer to as "The Papa" and also showed himself to my grandson. My daugheter and I were both witness to him spending at lest 40 minutes "walking and talking with something" <br />
At three the grandson was not really able to let us know very much about what he saw, but now at 5 he still remembers. <br />
Recently we revisted the farm to see just what those memories still hold.<br />
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</div>As we heading up there my grandson told me that the cemetery was where he saw "the lady". Yes we replied. We ask him if he thought he might see her that day. He wasn't sure but he did go on to tell us that she looked "different" than we did. He ran on ahead of us and into the gates and up to the first grave, where he promtly said to us..I saw her (we had not pointed out the grave in anyway) He then moved to the next grave and said Him Too...<br />
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Also mysterious fogs have been seen outside some rooms near the office. (We were next to the office)<br />
While we did not experience any of these things our-self, it does leave me curious enough that I plan on booking this motel again.<br />
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What do all you other Casper Chasers (locals word for Ghost Hunters) think?<br />
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I was standing near the spring taking my first photos. When I put the camera to my eye to look through the shutter I was startled by a white orb. At first my mind would not accept it, and I pushed the camera away. I quickly looked again and there is was, coming closer. Take the picture my mind said and I did just as it moved. This is the result of that photo.<br />
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After taking a few more photos I went over to talk to the other ghost hunters and was informed that "something" had thrown a large seed pod at one of them. She went on to tell me that she believed it was the woman in white who she claimed had played with her before. She said that in the past that she had thrown rocks into the woods only to have one thrown back.<br />
It proved to be an interesting night indeed<br />
Here are a few more photos that have orbs in them taken in the area of Culps Hill<br />
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ghost stories to follow!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-14609123871371130492010-01-21T23:29:00.002-05:002010-01-21T23:40:55.428-05:00Local HistoryJust a few miles from where is I live is the beautiful Lee Hall Mansion.Built between 1851 and 1859, Lee Hall Mansion was home to affluent planter Richard Decauter Lee. One of the last remaining antebellum homes on the Virginia Peninsula. Just three years after it was built the family had to abandon the home as the Peninsula became one of the first battlegrounds of the Civil War. Used briefly as the Confederate headquarters of Major General John B. Magruder and General Joseph E. Johnston a small skirmish was fought on the property. As far as we know there were no reports of anyone dying during this battle. What then has caused the rumors of haunting in the old house? The policy is to not talk about any ghost, but I was told by a guide that voices are heard, singing, and a man talking in the house when they were there alone. I have personally witnessed a door opening on its own, and also know for a fact that there are reports of the town-homes next door having had strange occurances. They sit on what was once part of the plantation property. As far as I know no one has done a paranormal investigation in the house. I have made several trips there now and have never captured anything on film. Nor have I tried any EVP recordings. It is howver a beautiful place to visit and full of history.<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-41827734460620640322010-01-16T10:18:00.001-05:002010-01-16T10:18:53.839-05:00Short UpdateSorry I haven't posted to this blog in such a long time. I will be updating with some new stories soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-89666995477130905312009-11-19T22:55:00.027-05:002009-11-20T01:16:20.010-05:00Devil's Den"Devil's Den" Located in Gettysburg PA. has the reputation of being one of the most haunted areas of the battlefield. <br />
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Drum rolls, and gun shot sounds are a common sound in this area<br />
For some reason camera's used in this area do not function properly Batteries that were new just moments before die for no reason and photos will show up black. It is believed that this is caused by what happened after the battle.<br />
Photography was still new during the Civil War. Photographer Alexander Gardner was at Devil's Den a few days after the battle before the dead were removed. In order to get a better shot, he instructed his assistants to move the bodies of dead soldiers to different locations, so he could take photos..We now believe that he moved one particular man to the pile of rocks so he could take photos. This has become one of the most well known photos of the battle.<br />
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Some people believe that the spirit of the solider can not rest, and it is him that causes the camera's of modern day tourist not to work. Once they leave the area the camera is fine. Many visitors report hearing disembodied sounds, see orbs and have even seen shadow people in the woods nearby.<br />
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The first time I saw the above viedo I thought it was a fake. I had never been to Gettysburg. Now after visiting this area several times I am leaning towards it being real.<br />
I have been both during the day and at night and find it most unusual.<br />
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</div>On our recent trip this past Oct. my husband caught this orb on film. (It is at the very top of the photo)<br />
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</div>This orb is very tiny and at the top center, but when we lighten this photo it shows up clear on the computer.<br />
Can it be a fluke in the camera? Of course. Orbs are not really considered evidence, but they do make you think<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-66679774000223397302009-10-29T21:12:00.001-04:002009-10-29T22:37:45.890-04:00RandomI thought you might enjoy seeing some of my favorite cemetery shots that I have taken over the years...These are random photos and are in no particular order<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-10097518592837209692009-10-25T22:12:00.002-04:002009-10-29T20:40:44.166-04:00Tell me what you think<span style="font-size: large;">I have a photo in my files that I had not paid any particular attention to until I did my previous post. I was searching through looking for photos that had orbs in them when I saw this one of the cannon. Just for the heck of it I put it into Picasa so I could fill in the light to see what might show up. Much to my surprise I found this.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Click on photo and enlarge on your computer to see the details clearly<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Look closely in the red circled area..Do you see the young solider? No one was there when the photo was taken..At lest no one of our world..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Let me know what you think</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-3962908697633047122009-10-25T00:57:00.020-04:002009-10-25T22:03:56.844-04:00The Camera's EyeNow that things have settled down somewhat from my trip to Gettysburg a few weeks ago, I thought I would go back and talk a little about some of the ghost stories surrounding the area that the "ghost hunt" took us on. As I mentioned in the previous post we were taken out to an area called "The Grove" which is on the edge of East Cemetery Hill where much of the fighting on the second day took place. One of the units fighting that day were the Louisiana Fighting Tigers. These rough and tough men were not just your ordinary solider, but were made up of the worst of the worst. Most of the men were murders or worst and had been serving time in prison when the war broke out and were promised their freedom if they fought. You can only imagine the surprise on the Union troops when they came rushing at them out of the woods that day not only rifles but hammers, rocks, sticks, knives and bare fist. The union army struck back with anything they could find and the woods were full of dead and injured men when it was over. Like much of Gettysburg men were buried where they laid in temporary graves, until months and even years later they were removed and placed in cemeteries.<br />
Fast forward to modern times: A new middle school is built along side the battlefield. Where the stadium now stands we know that several bodies had been buried. It was along this area that my blog friend Linda and her daughter Amanda, and Amanda's friend Darci, my husband and myself explored. With Linda's permission I am posting the photos that she captured that night<br />
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</div>This strange mist showed up in one of the first photos. No one was smoking, it was not cold enough to see your breath, and nothing we can explain made this mist. We did not see it with our eyes. Only with the camera. <br />
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The next few photos are of orbs in the area.<br />
Now I know a lot of people don't believe an orb is anything but dust, and yes some of this might be dust, but I do believe some of these are true orbs because they seem to hold there own light<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">See the orb at the top<br />
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</div>Some of the stories of haunting of this area include woman being pinched..sounds of gun fire, smells of tobacco,<br />
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Here are some photos from my previous visits to the same area<br />
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Is this dust in every photo? Or could it be the energy of lost souls, still haunting the grounds of Gettysburg...<br />
You decideUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-45070042967744348962009-10-24T00:12:00.001-04:002009-10-24T00:13:24.092-04:00Carved In StoneI had heard the following story before my recent trip to Gettysburg, so of course I had to go and find this rock. I stood there for a few minutes looking at it and wondering if I should take a chance and trace the name with my finger....<br />
Do you think I did? Read the story and then decide.<br />
Answer at the bottom of this post.<br />
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(Please note this story was found on the Internet and in no way do I accept any credit for it. If for some reason there is a copy-right associated with this story and I have no rights to reprint it here please let me know and I will remove it ASAP...<br />
The photograph is my property and I do have the right to post it..<br />
Thank You.<br />
<b>From: Haunted Gettysburg by Jack Bochar & Bob Wasel </b><br />
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Since the battle fo Gettysburg and even before, myriads of tales, sightings and unconventional occurances associated with Gettysburg have been abumdant. One legend, in particular, is worthy of repeating here, for tangible testimony exists to the core of the account. <br />
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Near Devil's Den, to the right of Smith's 4th New York Battery, stands a rock, on which can be found the name, "P. NOEL" carved into it. Some locals in Gettysburg contend that the name was simply a battlefield maintenance worker who, many years ago, carved his name into the rock for reasons only known to him. Others, however, strongly argue that a young girl, named Pauline Noel, was the owner of the name carved into the rock. They said that years ago, Pauline lived in the area on her father's farm. One of life's enjoyments to Pauline was to accompany her father whenever he worked in the fields. On one disasterous day, Pauline went with her father as usual, enjoying the farming and his company when, the wagon hit a rock, throwing the young girl off. Horrified and in shock, the father jumped off only to find he was too late. What he witnessed was the lifeless body of his sweet daughter Pauline, mangled - and decapitated. <br />
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They claim that many people through the years have seen the headless body of Pauline Noel roaming the battlefield in search of her head. Legend also maintains that Pauline's spirit, while roaming the battlefield, came upon that rock and, using her fingers, burned her name into that very stone. You may believe whatever you want, but remember Pauline's story when you visit and touch the carved rock. However, - beware to those who dare run their fingers in the etched grooves of P. Noel - there awaits another part of the legend! <br />
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So did I trace the letters?<br />
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NO WAY!!!!<br />
Legend says if you do...you will have bad luck the rest of your life!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-38397240338799997602009-10-21T23:57:00.000-04:002009-10-21T23:57:30.409-04:00Ghosting Around Gettysburg Part 2After the disappointment of the "Ghost Hunt" I debated about taking a different tour. I knew I wanted to go on another one, I just wasn't sure who to pick. I have always heard that the Ghost of Gettysburg (Mark Nesbitt) had the number 1 tour, but have never booked it because I have all but memorized his books Ghost of Gettysburg. I thought I would be bored and know all the stories.<br />
Mark has several different tours to choose from, but on the night we went the only thing offered was the Baltimore Street Tour.<br />
When we arrived we found a large crowd, in fact it was so large that they divided us into two groups. Our guide Rogers started the tour in the courtyard, telling us not only the battle history, but the history of the home that is now the tour headquarters,<br />
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After spending a few minutes there we went across Baltimore Street to the <a href=http://www.gettysburgdaily.com/?p=1774>Twin Sycamores</a> Where we were told stories of modern day haunting. This home was standing during the battle and to learn more about it click on the link I have listed.<br />
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We then headed up the street where we heard more stories, including the one of a little boy who was an orphan. It seems that some of the young ladies at the College took pity on the young boy and hid him in there room. He stayed there for several days until the headmistress heard about him and came knocking on doors. The girls hurriedly sent him to the balcony outside the window and closed the curtains. When the headmistress knocked she made the girls come downstairs leaving the poor child outside in bitter temperatures. Several hours later they were allowed to return to there room where they rushed to the window. When they opened it, no one was there.<br />
What had happened to the boy? They hurried outside thinking he perhaps jumped or fell, but did not see him, nor any footprints in the snow. Many years went by and new students came. The story managed to be passed on as countless students recounted it. One night one modern day young lady was studying in her room. She heard what sounded like a tapping on the window. Thinking it must be the wind she opened the curtains and there on the other side was the blue face of a young boy. She screamed and ran from the room. By the time she returned with someone the face was gone..and in its place the words<br />
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E-M P-L-E-H (Help Me)<br />
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On the out side of the window..</p><p></p><p>We also heard several other stories and very much enjoyed this tour.Would I recommend it?</p><p>Yes, this one was worth the time and money. We were also very lucky to capture two photos of "interest" I am posting them here for your judgement..</p><p>The first was taken by my husband as he looked down an alley way<br />
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You can click on this photo to enlarge it. See the yellow snake like trail?<br />
It seems to go into the wall. <br />
Some people believe that this is spirit activity.<br />
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The next photo also has some strange lights in it.<br />
At first I thought maybe it was the reflection of a light source, but that does not explain how the lights are in more than one place in the photo.<br />
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Leave me a comment and let me know what you thinkUnknownnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-17551750154265444102009-10-15T20:47:00.002-04:002009-10-15T21:15:40.139-04:00Ghosting Around Gettysburg-Part One<div><span style="font-size: small;">If you want to take a ghost tour in Gettysburg Pa. you can find one on most any corner.</span> <span style="font-size: small;">For my trip this year I choose two. The first one I will tell you about was booked through the Farnsworth House Inn. </span><br />
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<div>What drew me to book this tour was the advertisement that you are taken on a ghost hunt and allowed to use "real" ghost hunting equipment.<br />
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</div>We were all gathered into the cellar of the house where we were met by a very giggly young tour guide. She seemed to have a hard time explaining what we were suppose to do with the equipment without breaking into laughter and I found her very unprofessional. She did manage to finally tell one story and at the end of it we did hear a muffled sound which was a bit hard to believe since it seemed to come on cue at the end of her story. We were at this point all given a bag with our equipment and taken outside.<br />
<div>I found the equipment was very basic. We were given a set of dowsing rods. A temperature gauge, an EMF detector (which lights up when spirits are present) a voice recorder, and a night vision viewer that also had infra-red. When I asked the guide to show me once again how to use this piece she stated that ours had the broken button and that area of the viewer did not work. This should have been my first clue that this tour was going to be a bit of a bust. The viewer reminded me a bit of a kids toy and although I did see something move across the trees at one point because the viewer was not working properly I couldn't tell what it was.<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIZKx__fwDC2p63Kp2H9JkjzcUcqKcoRfMOUjCWI2hmsyuOO3yr7Vuj1FnXihRN6j2UllcyMoyxcPz685rYRwcBPuKHcEnBpEpnkmAy7hSLMK_ihY93sEYo8bhy_zUeJER-cqXgIxeWRZ4/s1600-h/100_0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a>We were taken out to the edge of the tree line in an area near the middle school and told of three areas that were suppose to have high paranormal activity. I had visited these area's on two other tours so I already knew the basic story. Once there the guide plopped herself down on a tree stump and we were set loose for approximately 30-40 minutes.<br />
</div><div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My husband and I had met up with a fellow blogger for the tour so we did enjoy teaming up with them.<br />
I did get several hits on the EMF detector but no photo's of any interest. I had my own voice recorder with me but have not reviewed it yet. If I find anything on there I will be sure and post about it.<br />
</div></div>One of the young ladies that was in our group did have good luck with the dowsing rods and was able to get some simple yes and no answers. She felt as if she were connecting with one of the soldiers.<br />
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Next..Ghost of Gettysburg Tour(Mark Nesbitt)<br />
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<div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-77232873805451686542009-10-10T01:42:00.000-04:002009-10-10T01:42:06.410-04:00Heading up to GettysburgI'm leaving for Gettysburg Pa. and will be back in a few days. Hopefully with lots of new ghost stories.<br />
I will at lest be offering one review. On Sunday I am taking the Ghost Hunt tour via <a href="http://www.gettysburgshauntedaddress.com/farnsworth_house_ghost_presentations_002.htm">The Farnsworth House </a>On this tour we will be using equipment to "hunt" ghost so it should prove to be interesting. I will be back with a full report soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-23005149405309926542009-10-03T01:40:00.002-04:002009-10-03T02:29:31.423-04:00Up Coming Ghost StoriesSorry I have been so lax in keeping this blog active. It seems that work and life has got ahead of my fun. Don't despair though. Next Sat. (Oct 10th) My husband and I are leaving for Gettysburg PA.<br />
As you know this is one of if not the most haunted places in the United States. It is well known for both it's Civil War history and it's battlefield Ghost. One of the fun things to do in Gettysburg is take a local Ghost Walk. We do plan on doing this along with doing a little ghost hunting on our own. While I am there this time I plan on doing some investigations using dowsing rods. <br />
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For more information on the use of dowsing rods visit <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dowsing">This page</a><br />
Using the rods should be fun and even though it won't be "proof" of anything it will be fun to see if I can get them to cross.<br />
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You may or may not remember that the cabin we stayed in last fall while there was reputed to be haunted. While we did not have any personal experiences in the cabin, I did get one strange photo when I downloaded them to the computer<br />
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I see what appears to be the reflection of an older man. I even see the hat he is wearing. There was no one else in the cabin when the photo was taken. Could this be our ghost?<br />
I have to admit I am a bit nervous that we are staying in the same cabin this trip. Since I didn't see the photo until I got home I was unaware of what showed up.<br />
Either way it should prove to be an interesting trip.<br />
I will be back in about two weeks (or less) for updates and to tell you about the trip.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-67324727429549287172009-09-14T01:30:00.001-04:002009-09-14T01:35:22.079-04:00A little local Ghost HuntersThis is a recent show from "Ghost Hunters" <br />
This episode was filmed locally at the beautiful Edgewood Plantation. Although I have not been inside I have driven by several times. After watching this show I may have to talk the hubby into a romantic get away weekend. <br />
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In fact the Travel Channel has done a special segment called Haunted Town that depicts many of the haunted places in Atchison, including Sallie's House, Benedictine College, and more.<br />
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Some of the reports I've read include Atchison Street where a woman once lost control of her horses plunging into the river and drowning. It is said that her voice can be heard calling to those who are walking along the river to come join her.<br />
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At Jackson Park an area called Molly’s Hollow where couples go to "park." Is haunted by a young woman named Molly who was found hanging in a tree. Her killer was never found. In addition to Molly’s chilling cries, many witnesses also claim to have seen a ghostly figure hanging in the tree where her body was discovered.<br />
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A Kearny & 5th Street Home is said to be haunted by a friendly ghost. Not only has the ghost been known to help the gentleman owner into his over coat, but the lady of the house while out of town commented that she would love a cup of tea. When she arrived home, she found a cup, saucer, tea bag, and spoon were sitting on the counter and the tea kettle was on.<br />
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A North 2nd Street house is know as Sallie's, the Heartland Ghost home.– Sallie, the “Heartland Ghost,” is said to haunt this house that once belonged to a local doctor. The tale of Sallie’s ghost has been featured three times on the popular 1990’s paranormal television show Sightings, as well as Unexplained Mysteries. Sallie is a six year old child that died in the house. For more information on this house visit <a href="http://www.thesalliehouse.com/">The Sallie House</a><br />
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To learn more about the town of Atchison Kansas <a href="http://www.legendsofamerica.com/OZ-HauntedAtchison.html">Visit here</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-21317539976175251842009-08-31T17:01:00.001-04:002009-08-31T17:08:16.792-04:00Highway Happening<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I had the strangest thing happen to me last night. I was traveling home from my mom's house (about a 40 minute trip). My husband was driving and I was fully awake. We had been talking just moments before.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My husband's driving makes me a bit nervous sometimes so I was paying close attention to the road. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My husband was safely changing lanes and I glanced in the direction of the lane to our left that he was about to change too. For a split second I swear someone was in the middle of the lane. It caught me by such surprise that I actually gasp for breath. It only lasted for a second, but I swear I could see legs. It was as if they jumped out of the way, but no one was really there. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">In the next second we were in the lane and I could see long skid marks where at some point someone had applied there breaks.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I couldn't help but wonder if there had been an accident of some kind at this point in the road.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Do you think I really saw something? Of was it the over active imagination of a long day?</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-80023169396003092702009-08-31T01:17:00.001-04:002009-08-31T01:19:16.837-04:00Guess WhatGuess where I am going on Oct. 10 ? You got it. I am heading back to Gettysburg PA. for a few days, and you know what that means..MORE GHOST STORIES<br /><br />Stay tuned.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3154721965523169778.post-62459916310894338192009-08-25T08:58:00.001-04:002009-08-25T09:19:32.935-04:00Night Light Anyone<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WZAeVQJePQJqgZSD8E_G-_hUgwTZhNMkUpifxoo24AkcgjtKryuG8ccHcLtV1iS6PVNGdWTQds6CeOdE9OMNZvKGJcRaUbAiCfNVXVr_dTfA_q4nVbDMt6HcE-A7GbLBTm8IeRVQGLs0/s1600-h/IMG_4101crop%5B3%5D.jpg"><img title="IMG_4101crop" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_4101crop" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiulZniabVsQYob3C0lzp9Q1wQEvHJ7M6pTsHa18OBFqnlQ7JAq8hbMjM-ILVEZESWJxEl87ef1cQWUKDppbY75Vtg51ctYR8G2QLBW5cGdlDYP_SnyIt6zKw8aybNZ7Svb3tgEDSCEXvs/?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /></a> </p> <p>(Photo is mine and was taken in Sept. 2008 in the attic of the Farnsworth house) As you know I love Gettysburg and the ghost found there so when I found this article on the net this morning I thought I would share it. I have been to Farnsworth house, for a ghost tour and smelled the roses in the basement. Only one other woman and myself smelled them among everyone there. Very strange. My husband and I plan on going back to the Inn for another tour in October.</p> <p> <strong><font size="4">Please note that I <strike>STOLE </strike>Borrowed, this article off the Internet and in no way take credit for it or any part of this article</font></strong></p> <p>Real men don't fear ghosts - do they? </p> <p>A haunted Gettysburg inn quivers with stories of the supernatural. </p> <p><b>Ghosts galore</b> <br />For more information on the Farnsworth House Inn, located in Gettysburg, Pa., go to <a href="http://www.farnsworthhouseinn.com">www.farnsworthhouseinn.com</a>. </p> <p><a href="http://www.news-sentinel.com/apps/pbcs.dll/personalia?ID=8744">By Pete DiPrimio</a></p> <p><i>of The News-Sentinel</i></p> <p>GETTYSBURG, Pa. — Real men sometimes sleep with a night light. <br />Is that so bad? <br />Ghosts sometimes do show themselves if you know where to look. <br />Does this sound farfetched? <br />Let me explain. <br />I am lying in a bed designed for Civil War-era comfort, which is appropriate considering this is a pre-Civil War-era room in a pre-Civil War-era bed and breakfast. Specifically, it is the Farnsworth House Inn of Battle of Gettysburg fame. It was once occupied by Confederate sharpshooters. It is currently occupied, if you believe in the supernatural, by at least 14 ghosts, seven of whom are regulars and one of whom is, well, not nice. <br />Hanging across from me on a 19th-century-styled wallpapered wall is an antique mirror framed by carved hardwood. It's the kind of mirror that reflects this world and, if you have an active imagination, the next. <br />At this moment, with the clock ticking well past midnight, my imagination is off-the-charts active. It tells me to look into the mirror to see if something is looking back or if something is in bed with me ready to strike with beyond-the-grave force. There is nothing there, I tell myself with closed eyes, except my own reflection. Do not look. Do not be foolish. Go to sleep. But sleep doesn't come, and thoughts of what the mirror might reveal overpower. I open my eyes and see … <br />Hold that thought. <br />Here are a few facts. My 15-year-old, won't-stop-texting son, Vince, and I have traveled from Bloomington on a ghost-hunting, history-enlightening quest to this famous south-central Pennsylvania town. We have brought a digital camera, a camcorder, a digital tape recorder and open minds. We have booked a ghost-hunting tour and a couple of other ghostly expeditions as well as a battle-field tour. <br />I have read the history of the Civil War-changing battle as well as the history of the 199-year-old Farnsworth House. (Its red brick side is marked by more than100 bullet holes courtesy of Union soldiers trying to take out those Confederate sharpshooters.) We have come because we know of its haunted reputation amid Victorian elegance. <br />We are prepared, ready, engaged. <br />And then comes the first curveball. <br />We arrive at the inn to discover our room was changed from two single beds to one romantic queen-size bed. This won't work. Another room is available, free of charge — if we want it. <br />In most circumstances, this would be wonderful. For instance, I would not have to listen to the constant beep of Vince's cell phone signaling yet another text message, or his rapid-fire (can a thumb <i>really </i>move that fast?) response. He could text — even talk — to his girlfriend in Dad-free peace. <br />But we are staying in a <i>haunted</i> inn, one of the most <i>haunted</i> places in America if you believe the Travel Channel. This is a place known for ghostly cats and ghostly children and ghostly Confederate soldiers and ghostly women and, oh, yes, that one nasty spirit. <br />It has 10 bedrooms where things sometimes really do go bump in the night. It has a cellar with a coffin and a history of unexplained occurrences. It has an attic that, if you roll a ball along the wooden floor, something sometimes rolls it back. <br />Did we really want to sleep alone? <br />Yes, I could mention my concern to the inn people. I could say, “We are too scared to sleep alone.” I also could put on a pink dress, ask for a pacifier and give my son a wimpy example I could never live down. <br />We'll do it, I say. <br />Cool, Vince says. <br />And then we hear the ghost stories. One involves Mary, perhaps a nurse during the Battle of Gettysburg. She appears to the smell of flowers. A guest once sprained his ankle. He wanted to take a tour of the battlefield, but didn't know if he could make it. He told a waitress at the inn's restaurant that he suddenly felt tired. So he went to bed. The waitress noticed a floral smell around him as he left. The next day he was refreshed. His ankle was fine. He took the tour. Mary had healed again. <br />A guide tells us that once during a late-night tour in a supposedly haunted grove of woods at the base of Cemetery Hill (the scene of some of the fiercest fighting) a man appeared. He was dressed in a Confederate uniform. The guide assumed the man was dressed for a battle reenactment. The guide himself was dressed in 19th-century clothing. But the man never said a word. He walked through the group, and everyone noticed the sudden chill despite the warm night. The man went into the woods. Some of the people tried to follow him, but he had disappeared. <br />Was it a re-enactor or a ghost? <br />Hold that thought. <br />I get the McFarland Room, a charming room well-decorated with photos of dead people and paintings of cats and children that rates as one of the inn's most haunted. Its rocking chair has been known to rock by itself. <br />Recent guests wrote in a journal next to the bed that the alarm went off even though it hadn't been turned on, that a woman was tapped on the shoulder by an unseen presence while lying in bed, that another woman felt pressure on her neck as if invisible hands were trying to strangle her, that a ghostly cat had run through the room and disappeared under the bed, that people heard unseen men whispering and an unseen child giggling, and watched coins move on their own. <br />Adding to the eeriness, we have just returned from a late-night ghost-hunting tour — it includes ghost stories and devices that can detect ghosts by measuring temperature, electromagnetic waves and magnetic waves (plus divining rods) — in which the guide mentions that nasty spirit. At first, he only calls the ghost “W” because he says calling him by name might cause a chilling reaction. <br />Later, of course, he tells us the name — Walter. He was a Confederate soldier who had received a “Dear John” letter, which left him bitter toward women. Then, he was shot and killed in the Farnsworth House, which left him <i>really</i> bitter. All that negative energy was trapped inside the house. Sometimes it manifests itself toward women who invoke his name or provoke him. <br />For instance, Walter once threw a chair at a woman (her boyfriend caught it to prevent serious injury) who dared Walter to show himself. He shoved another woman's head into a chair. He dislocated the guide's wife's shoulder just for saying Walter's name. <br />So, I begin wondering, what if Walter can tell I'm <i>thinking</i> his name. What if he's in a bad mood, there aren't any women staying in the inn and he has to go all poltergeist on <i>somebody</i>. <br />So, yes, I leave on a couple of lights because if a ghost is going to play hardball with me, I'll see it coming in time to play back. I'm not scared, you see. Just prudent. <br />And so I look into the mirror, check out every shadow, consider every noise. Nothing happens except I have a lousy night's sleep. <br />Not so for Vince. <br />He stays in the Schultz Room across the second-floor hall. He says he twice has ghostly encounters. He insists he is not lying or imagining. Who knows? Perhaps a ghost, tired of Vince's never-ending texting, pays him back. <br />Vince says he wakes up in the middle of the night to the sound of a man's moaning. In the morning he takes a shower. The backstop to the door is in place. When he gets out of the shower, the backstop has been removed and placed on a chair by his bed next to a stuffed cat. His room remains bolted shut from the inside so no one from the inn could have been playing a prank. <br />Eerie? You bet. Proof? Not quite. Still … <br />Here's a final ghost story. We are on our last ghost-hunting excursion and the guide has a tale to tell. <br />It seems a woman was on a late-night tour in that same wooded grove just below Cemetery Hill. She thought she saw a little girl in the darkness where no little girl should be. She took a picture with her digital camera. When she saw the picture, she screamed and ran back to the group. <br />“What's wrong?” the guide asked. <br />“Look at this,” the woman said. <br />The image showed, not a picture of a girl, but of a dark shape hanging by a noose. The girl, it seemed, was a ghost. <br />She had supposedly hanged herself in the woods and still haunts them and those who dare visit. <br />Night lights, anyone? </p> <ol> <li> <div align="left"></div> </li> </ol>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3