It’s Friday! It was another long week and I’m definitely looking forward to taking it easy for a couple of days. One thing that will interrupt my relaxation is the need to get the Corvette into storage for the winter. We have a cold front that moves in Saturday afternoon that will drop our nightly temperatures below freezing, so it’s time to get moving. I really hate doing this when it gets cold because it just makes everything harder.
Today I have some spooky stuff to share with all of you. I came across this list of urban legends for all fifty states and thought that would be perfect for today. Go ahead and kick back and read through the list and see how many you recognize.
Double babes & double jokes… enjoy!
-keep
Welcome to a spine-chilling journey through the United States like you’ve never experienced before! We’re about to dive headfirst into the creepiest and scariest urban legends that haunt every corner of this vast and mysterious nation. Some of these tales may send shivers down your spine, while others will have you questioning the very fabric of reality. You might be familiar with a few, but we promise there are plenty that you’ve never heard of. So, if you’re ready to test your bravery and delve into the dark and enigmatic lore of each state, grab your courage, turn on the lights, and let’s continue reading. Who knows, you might just discover a new nightmare lurking in your very own backyard!
The Qalupalik – Alaska
In Inuit folklore, whispers tell of the Qalupalik, a female-like entity adorned with flowing locks and eerie, extended talons. Her dwelling, the depths of the water, serve as her clandestine lair from which she endeavors to entice unsuspecting children, aiming to ensnare them in her enigmatic grasp.
Huggin’ Molly – Alabama
For generations, the children of Alabama have huddled in wide-eyed wonder as their parents recounted the chilling tale of Huggin’ Molly. They’ve scurried homeward on moonlit nights, convinced they glimpsed elusive figures lurking in the shadows, dreading the possibility of an encounter around the next corner.
The lore surrounding Huggin’ Molly assumes various forms, but a prevailing depiction portrays her as a colossal woman, standing at an imposing seven feet tall and as rotund as a bale of cotton.
Some persist in claiming that her spectral presence still traverses the nocturnal streets of Alabama, her ebony skirts sweeping the ground as she moves. Should she happen upon an unfortunate soul, she engages in a relentless pursuit, ensnaring them in a suffocating embrace and unleashing a blood-curdling scream into their ears.
The Ghosts Of Slaughter Canyon – Arizona
Deep within the shadowed embrace of Slaughterhouse Canyon, there dwelt a destitute family, their existence mired in dire poverty. Desperation drove the father into the unforgiving depths of the canyon, in search of sustenance for his hungry kin. Yet, as the fates would have it, one fateful day, he vanished into the canyon’s murky abyss, never to return. Left to the mercy of cruel fate, the family’s plight grew direr with each passing day, their hunger gnawing at their souls, and their sanity slowly slipping away.
But the mother, driven to the brink by her children’s ceaseless wails of anguish, took a dreadful turn. Draped in her wedding gown, she committed an unspeakable act, a dark madness consuming her. She silenced her offspring forever, their innocent lives tragically snuffed out, before casting their lifeless bodies into the nearby river. And on the morrow, she, too, surrendered to the relentless grip of starvation.
Now, dear listeners, the legend shrouding Slaughterhouse Canyon persists, echoing through the ages. Venture there under the veil of night, and you may yet hear the haunting, anguished cries of a mother driven to the brink, her mind forever lost to the canyon’s dark secrets.
The Gurdon Light – Arkansas
The Gurdon Light is a famous urban legend with different versions. In one, a railroad worker got decapitated by a train, and people claim to see his ghost searching for his lost lantern. In another version, the same worker, filled with anger after being fired by his boss, killed him with a railroad spike, and now some say the boss’s spirit roams the tracks. Even though many have seen the Gurdon Light, nobody has figured out what it actually is.
Char Man of San Antonia Creek – California
According to California lore, the story of the Char Man of San Antonia Creek begins with a father and son trapped in a horrible blaze. Sadly, the father died before help could arrive. Even though his son survived, the young man lost his mind before skinning his father and disappearing into the woods. Now known as the “Char Man,” he’s believed to still be lost in the woods near Creek Road in Ojai where he seeks new skin to wear.
The Ridge Home Asylum – Colorado
The eerie tale of The Ridge Home Asylum in Arvada, Colorado, transcends time and place, becoming a chilling urban legend that continues to haunt the memories of those who’ve heard it. This very real facility, established back in 1912, holds a dark history of housing patients subjected to unimaginable mistreatment. Shockingly, some of these souls weren’t even mentally incapacitated; they had been abandoned by their own families. Although the asylum met its end in 2004, its spectral legacy endures. Locals whisper of hearing agonizing screams and glimpsing ghostly apparitions that roam the very grounds where the suffering took place, reminding all who dare to tread there of the grim past that refuses to fade away.
Dudleytown – Connecticut
Nestled deep within the Connecticut woods lies the infamous Dudleytown, a place shrouded in a chilling aura of malevolence and despair. Dating back to the 1700s, this forsaken hamlet has amassed such a gruesome history of misfortune that it has earned the macabre moniker “Village of the Damned.” With tales of suicides, unexplained disappearances, and even whispers of demonic presence, Dudleytown has birthed a host of spine-tingling urban legends. The village’s founders and its very existence are believed to be ensnared in an unrelenting curse, a dark legacy that has left it completely deserted, save for the ghostly echoes of its haunting past that continue to linger among the desolate ruins.
Fort Delaware – Delaware
The somber history of Fort Delaware in Delaware City casts a haunting shadow over its grounds. Once a prisoner camp during the tumultuous era of the Civil War, this formidable fortress bore witness to the captivity of over 30,000 Confederate soldiers. However, the echoes of that grim past endure, for it is believed that the spirits of the few thousand who perished within its walls still linger, tethered to this earthly realm. The restless souls of those Confederate soldiers, trapped in the sorrow of their untimely deaths, are said to haunt the area to this day, a poignant reminder of the enduring scars left by that turbulent chapter in American history.
Captain Tony’s – Florida
Steeped in history and drenched in eerie tales, Captain Tony’s, the venerable establishment that has graced Key West since 1852, boasts a spine-tingling reputation as the oldest saloon in town with a paranormal twist. Within its timeworn walls, doors slam without warning, enigmatic bangs resonate through the air, and ghostly apparitions make their ethereal presence known.
The reasons behind these spectral occurrences may trace back to the saloon’s dark origins as the original morgue of the town and its curious construction around a tree once used for the grim task of hanging pirates. Captain Tony’s, where history and the supernatural intertwine, has become a legendary haunt in more ways than one, serving up a chilling blend of spirits, both of the liquid and spectral varieties.
The Song Of The Cell – Georgia
The haunting legend of “The Song of the Cell” from Georgia tells a harrowing tale from the depths of the past. Back in 1848, Elleck and his wife, Betsy, both enslaved, endured a fateful night that would etch their story into the annals of urban legend. Driven by inebriation and rage, their master barged into their home, threatening Betsy. In a valiant act of self-defense, Elleck confronted his tormentor, resulting in a tragic accident where their master tumbled from a loft to his death.
Despite Elleck’s immediate surrender to the sheriff the following morning, his plea of self-defense fell on deaf ears, a cruel reflection of the harsh realities of the antebellum South. Unjustly imprisoned in the Old Lawrenceville Jail, Elleck met an untimely end at the gallows. To this day, locals speak of hearing his mournful, haunting song echoing through the very walls that once held him, a testament to the enduring pain of an innocent life lost to the inexorable tides of history.
Pali Highway – Hawaii
The legendary Pali Highway in O’ahu, Hawaii, weaves a mysterious tapestry of folklore intertwined with the ancient myths of Pele, the formidable volcano goddess. Among the many tales of her divine exploits, one stands out – her ill-fated romance with the demigod Kamapua’a, a peculiar creature, part-human, part-pig. Their tumultuous union ended with a solemn agreement to never cross paths again. It’s from this myth that the enigmatic urban legend of the Pali Highway takes root.
As local lore has it, if you dare to carry pork with you while traversing this storied road, your car may inexplicably come to a halt. A testament to the enduring power of these ancient tales, the Pali Highway serves as a gateway to the mystical world of Hawaiian mythology, where the boundaries between reality and the supernatural blur in captivating ways.
The Water Babies of Massacre Rocks – Idaho
In the heart of Idaho’s Massacre Rocks, a chilling urban legend known as “The Water Babies” casts a haunting shadow over the land. This dark tale, not for the faint of heart, emerges from a time of desperate famine in the vicinity of Pocatello, where mothers faced unimaginable choices. To spare their infants from the agonizing grip of starvation, some mothers, driven to the brink, took the harrowing path of infanticide, drowning their own babies in the unforgiving rivers.
The legend goes that these innocent souls, denied the chance to grow, transformed into grotesque, fish-like imps. Their sinister mission: to deceive and, in some cases, even harm unsuspecting souls who ventured too close to their watery realm. “The Water Babies” legend stands as a grim reminder of the depths to which desperation can drive the human spirit and the haunting consequences that may linger in its wake.
Bachelor’s Grove Cemetery – Illinois
Nestled in Illinois, Bachelor’s Grove Cemetery has earned its reputation as one of the most haunted burial grounds in America, a place where spectral mysteries abound. Within the confines of its 82 plots, countless visitors have reported eerie encounters and inexplicable apparitions. From the elusive “White Lady” who haunts the tombstones to the ethereal vision of a white farmhouse that materializes out of thin air, the cemetery is steeped in paranormal lore. In the 1970s, it became a hotspot for ghost hunters and curious seekers of legends, all drawn to its secluded and eerie atmosphere. Sadly, its remote location also attracted less respectful visitors, leading to significant vandalism of the sacred resting place, adding a layer of tragedy to the already haunted history of Bachelor’s Grove Cemetery.
100 Steps Cemetery – Indiana
In the quiet town of Brazil, Indiana, lies the enigmatic 100 Steps Cemetery, also known as Carpenter Cemetery, shrouded in eerie legends that have captured the imaginations of generations. The heart of this tale centers on a daring nocturnal challenge: ascending the 100 steps to the cemetery’s summit in the pitch-black cloak of night.
Legend has it that those who undertake this spine-tingling journey may encounter the ghostly apparition of the original caretaker, awaiting them atop the hill. In a surreal twist, the caretaker is said to offer a haunting glimpse into the visage of one’s own impending demise, a chilling preview of the inevitable. These stories have swirled around Cloverland Cemetery since the Civil War era, and while no one can pinpoint their exact origins, they have become an indelible part of the local lore. Over the years, tales of eerie encounters, mysterious women in white, and unsettling grave desecrations have added layers of mystique to this otherwise serene and peaceful resting place during the daylight hours.
Edinburgh Manor – Iowa
The eerie legend of Edinburgh Manor in Iowa unveils a complex history that lingers within its chilling walls. Originally conceived as a courthouse, the building underwent a transformation in the mid-1800s, becoming a poor farm where the destitute, disabled, and those deemed incurably insane toiled the land in exchange for basic shelter and sustenance. This arduous labor often led to accidents and tragic deaths, necessitating the establishment of a cemetery on the property, where the remains of 80 former residents now rest.
In 1910, the old poorhouse was razed, making way for the construction of the foreboding Edinburgh Manor. This new structure harbored elderly residents and individuals grappling with severe mental illnesses and disabilities. After a century of operations, the manor finally ceased functioning in 2010. Today, the historic Scotch Grove edifice offers tours, and the daring can even stay overnight. However, a word of caution: one resident spirit known as “The Joker” has a reputation for violent outbursts, hurling plates across rooms, and menacing visitors with choking attempts, leaving an indelible mark on those who dare to enter its realm.
Molly’s Hollow – Kansas
Molly’s Hollow, a haunting urban legend nestled in the heart of Kansas, harkens back to a dark chapter in America’s history marred by racism and injustice. The chilling tale recounts the tragic fate of Molly, an African American woman, who found herself entangled in a forbidden romance with a white man. The community’s response was swift and brutal, leading to Molly’s unjust lynching. It is said that even in death, Molly’s spirit remains bound to the hollow, her anguished cries echoing through the night, a haunting reminder of the horrors of racial prejudice that once plagued the land. Molly’s story serves as a haunting testament to the enduring scars left by a shameful past, a stark reminder that the echoes of injustice can reverberate through time, demanding that we remember and learn from our shared history.
The Goat Man of Pope Lick – Kentucky
Deep in the heart of Kentucky, a spine-tingling urban legend looms large—the Pope Lick Monster, a malevolent creature said to be a sinister blend of man and goat, dwelling beneath the ominous railroad trestle at Pope Lick Park. This terrifying legend finds new life in the Legend at Pope Lick Haunted Woods, an eerie attraction within the Ultimate Halloween Fest. Here, daring souls are subjected to the eerie antics of an actor portraying the dreaded Goat Man, sending shivers down the spines of thrill-seekers. The Goat Man’s legacy extends even to the festival’s memorabilia, including postcards, T-shirts, DVDs, and a rather unconventional treat known as “Goat Man Poop,” a peanut fudge delight. However, a stark reminder of the darkness that shrouds this urban legend lies in the tragic accidents that have occurred on the trestle. A warning sign stands as a solemn sentinel, cautioning visitors against trespassing on the active railroad, as several have tragically lost their lives while seeking an ill-fated encounter with the Goat Man.
The Carter Brothers – Louisiana
In the dark annals of Louisiana’s history, the chilling legend of The Carter Brothers emerges from the shadows, a haunting tale that still sends shivers down spines. In the early 1930s, a young woman’s escape from the Carter Brothers’ New Orleans residence exposed a nightmarish truth. Her wrists bore haunting slash marks, and her harrowing account to the police painted a gruesome picture.
She claimed that the Carter Brothers were draining her blood, an unthinkable act. The authorities stormed their French Quarter home and discovered more young women in similar dire states, their life’s essence slowly ebbing away. The brothers, now feared as vampires, were captured and swiftly executed. However, the macabre twist to this tale emerged years later when it was revealed that their crypts lay empty, leaving a lingering sense of dread and uncertainty, as if the Carter Brothers had transcended the realm of the living to continue their ghastly pursuits.
Ayers Island – Maine
Amidst the serene waters of the Penobscot River in Orono, Maine, Ayers Island stands as a silent sentinel to a history steeped in intrigue and dark legends. Named after Joshua Ayers, one of Orono’s earliest settlers, the island’s 62 acres have borne witness to a multitude of endeavors, from lumber mills to textile factories. Yet, local lore has cast a pall over this idyllic setting, painting it as “cursed earth” in the eyes of indigenous peoples. Their tales speak of Wooden Lucy, a withered crone capable of bringing death with a mere gaze. More recent legends whisper of the island being haunted by the vengeful spirit of John Tanner, a foreman whose demise remains shrouded in mystery, and the ghostly presence of Margaret Hawthorne, a young woman tragically killed by her own father during a fateful prank gone awry. Visitors of old, exploring the island before it became private property, shared eerie accounts of strange noises, fleeting shadows, and a palpable sense of sorrow and dread that permeated the air, leaving Ayers Island cloaked in an aura of enigmatic darkness.
Chessie – Maryland
In the mysterious depths of the Chesapeake Bay, a legendary aquatic enigma known as Chessie has captured the imaginations of those who dwell along its shores. This elusive sea monster, shrouded in myth and mystery, has been the subject of whispered tales and claimed sightings dating back to 1936. One particularly intriguing account comes from the pages of local media and regional literature.
In 1943, two seasoned perch fishermen, Francis Klarrman and Edward J. Ward, found themselves on the waters near Baltimore when they beheld an enigmatic sight beneath the waves. The men explained:
This thing was about 75 yards away, at right angles from our boat. At first, it looked like something floating on the water. It was black and the part of it that was out of the water seemed about 12 feet long. It has ahead about as big as a football and shaped somewhat like a horse’s head. It turned its head around several times — almost all the way around.
The Charlesgate Hotel – Massachusetts
The venerable Charlesgate Hotel, an architectural gem at the intersection of Beacon Street and Charlesgate East in Boston’s Back Bay, stands as a witness to time’s passing and the lingering echoes of the past. Designed by J. Pickering Putnam in the Romanesque Revival style, the hotel’s conical tower and sculpted copper cladding have graced the city since its construction in 1901. Over the years, it went through various incarnations, even serving as a dormitory for Boston University in the mid-20th century before changing hands and purposes. Yet, the Charlesgate Hotel holds more than just architectural secrets. Whispers of the supernatural have clung to its halls, particularly during its tenure as student housing for Emerson College in the 1990s. Stories of students attempting to communicate with spirits through ouija boards and eerie encounters in rooms and closets with dark histories paint a spectral portrait of the Charlesgate, where the line between the living and the otherworldly seems to blur, leaving a lingering aura of intrigue within its storied walls.
The Nain Rouge – Michigan
In the heart of Detroit, Michigan, the enduring urban legend of The Nain Rouge, or “red dwarf” in French, continues to weave a mysterious and unsettling tale that captivates the city’s residents to this day. This malevolent creature, often described as a devilish figure, is believed to be the harbinger of chaos and misfortune, lurking in the shadows whenever disaster looms over the city. The legend attributes the downfall of the Cadillac company to the malevolent influence of the Nain Rouge, cementing its reputation as a bringer of ill fortune. Celebrated annually by the people of Detroit, this ominous figure serves as a reminder of the enduring allure of urban legends, as they continue to cast their spell, entwining themselves with the history and culture of the Motor City.
The Wendigo – Minnesota
Deep within the rich tapestry of Native American folklore, the legend of The Wendigo emerges as a bone-chilling tale with roots that stretch into the darkest corners of Minnesota’s wilderness. It is a grim and cautionary legend, suggesting that the consequences of cannibalism are far more horrifying than one can imagine. According to the lore, those who succumb to the insatiable hunger for human flesh are doomed to transform into wendigos—gaunt, skeletal beings with menacing fangs, towering over the landscape with a cloak of hair. The creature’s sinister presence is marked by its glowing eyes and serpent-like tongue, an embodiment of the darkest human desires and the unspeakable horrors that lurk within. As the legend endures, it serves as a stark reminder of the boundaries between human nature and the macabre, challenging the brave to ponder whether the wendigo is merely an urban legend or a lurking specter of the untamed wilderness.
The Witch of Yazoo – Mississippi
In the eerie lore of Mississippi, the legend of The Witch of Yazoo emerges from the shadows, a tale steeped in darkness and mysticism. Legend has it that this enigmatic old woman, dwelling along the banks of the Yazoo River, possessed a malevolent power that lured unsuspecting boatsmen to their watery graves through the twisted workings of her magic. The townsfolk, determined to confront this supernatural threat, pursued her into the ominous depths of the swamp. It was there, in the treacherous quicksand, that she met her end, but not before casting a dire curse upon the town. With haunting prophecy, she foretold her return in 20 years to set the city ablaze. In a grim twist of fate, 1904 bore witness to a devastating fire that engulfed the town, a calamity attributed to the vengeful witch. The chilling legacy lives on as visitors to Glenwood Cemetery recount tales of her grave, where the chains that once bound her are said to have mysteriously broken. The Witch of Yazoo, an enduring urban legend, continues to haunt the collective imagination, challenging the line between the supernatural and the sinister reality of her curse.
The Landers Theater – Missouri
The Landers Theater in Springfield, Missouri, stands as a veritable epicenter of spectral tales and urban legends, a place where the boundary between the living and the departed blurs into a chilling tapestry of haunted history. The theater’s storied past is marred by fires, stabbings, and tragic accidents, leaving an indelible mark on the collective memory of the place. Locals and performers alike have shared spine-tingling accounts of encounters with the restless spirits believed to roam its hallowed halls. Among these apparitions is the ghostly figure of the janitor, who met a tragic end during a devastating fire in 1920. His lingering presence is said to be a palpable reminder of the theater’s haunted legacy, where the echoes of the past intertwine with the world of the living, creating an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is haunting.
The Silver-Haired Lady – Montana
The urban legend of The Silver-Haired Lady in Montana has long intrigued and spooked residents of the region. This eerie tale centers around Highway 28, a desolate stretch of road extending from Elmo to Plains, Montana. According to local lore, the legend began when a woman ventured out for her customary evening stroll and was tragically struck by a passing car. In the afterlife, her ghostly spirit is said to haunt the very highway where her life was cut short, forever seeking a ride to escape her lonely fate. The ominous twist in the story is that if you stop your vehicle to offer her assistance, you are supposedly safe from harm. However, should you choose to drive past her without acknowledging her presence, a grim fate awaits as a car accident becomes an imminent and unsettling consequence. The Silver-Haired Lady’s legend serves as a chilling reminder to all who traverse this remote Montana highway, leaving them to ponder the boundaries between the living and the supernatural.
The Hatchet House – Nebraska
The urban legend of The Hatchet House in Nebraska, reminiscent of the spine-tingling tales shared around campfires, sends shivers down the spines of those who dare to recount it. The chilling story unfolds around Portal, where it is said that a schoolteacher from a bygone era descended into madness, committing a horrifying atrocity. In a gruesome act, she decapitated all her young students within the confines of a one-room schoolhouse, arranging their severed heads on their respective desks. She then carried their innocent hearts to a nearby bridge, where she callously cast these organs into the murky waters below. The legend further intensifies with the whispered belief that if you venture across this bridge, aptly named “Heartbeat Bridge,” you can still hear the haunting, rhythmic beats of those lost hearts echoing through the night, serving as a haunting reminder of the gruesome events that transpired at The Hatchet House.
Area 51 – Nevada
Area 51, the infamous Nevada military base, has been shrouded in mystery and urban legend for decades. Officially acknowledged as a testing ground for cutting-edge military technology, it has also become the epicenter of extraterrestrial speculation and conspiracy theories. Over the years, it has been rumored that the U.S. government uses Area 51 to conceal unidentified flying objects (UFOs) and alien technology. These rumors date as far back as the 1950s when reports of strange aerial phenomena began to surface. One notable account from June 17, 1959, detailed in the Reno Evening Gazette, described a “bright green” object hurtling towards Earth, witnessed by Sgt. Wayne Anderson and other locals. While the CIA has attributed many sightings to classified aircraft tests, the allure of Area 51 persists, captivating the imaginations of those who believe that hidden within its secure confines are secrets beyond the realm of ordinary comprehension.
The Legend of Chocorua – New Hampshire
The Legend of Chocorua in New Hampshire weaves a haunting tale around the picturesque Mount Chocorua, named after a Native American chief who dwelled in the early 1700s. According to local legend, Chief Chocorua entrusted his son to the care of the Campbell family during his absence on tribal affairs. Tragically, the son met his demise under their guardianship, under circumstances that remain shrouded in mystery. Seeking vengeance for his loss, Chief Chocorua is said to have committed a horrific act, taking the lives of the white man’s wife and children. In a desperate pursuit of justice, the surviving Campbell tracked the chief to the summit of a mountain, where a fateful confrontation ended with Chocorua’s death. However, before his demise, Chief Chocorua is said to have cast a malevolent curse upon the land. This curse endures, as it is believed that the area now known as Chocorua Lake Conservancy harbors a dark legacy, inflicting suffering and death upon those who attempt to reside on its grounds or partake of its waters. The legend of Chocorua serves as a chilling reminder of the enduring power of folklore in shaping the perception of a place.
The Devil’s Tree – New Jersey
The Legend of Chocorua in New Jersey centers around the infamous Devil’s Tree, a place steeped in eerie folklore and macabre tales. According to the accounts chronicled by Weird N.J., this ominous tree has witnessed a disturbing history of suicides and spectral apparitions, with ghostly figures often seen swinging from its gnarled branches. What makes the legend even more unsettling is the belief that the tree is impervious to destruction, bearing the scars of numerous failed attempts to cut it down. Oddly, snow refuses to blanket the ground beneath its looming presence, even during New Jersey’s harsh winters. Adding to the enigma, in close proximity to the tree lies a peculiar rock that maintains a perpetual warmth, defying the region’s cold climate. Speculation abounds that this mysterious rock could serve as a portal to the netherworld, contributing to the mystique and chilling allure of the Devil’s Tree and its dark reputation in New Jersey’s folklore.
La Llorna – New Mexico
In New Mexico, the haunting legend of La Llorona, or The Weeping Woman, has deep roots in Latin American folklore, though its variations abound. The core of the story centers around Maria, a woman who, hundreds of years ago, faced a tragic dilemma. Whether driven by her husband’s infidelity or his abandonment, in a fit of anguish, she makes the horrific choice to drown her own children. Overwhelmed by remorse, she immediately calls out for her lost offspring. In a heart-wrenching twist, she succumbs to the waters herself, but her tormented spirit remains trapped on Earth, forever searching the water’s edge for her beloved children. This haunting tale takes a chilling turn when it’s added that if La Llorona cannot reunite with her own offspring, she will snatch any child she encounters, turning a story of mourning into a spine-tingling warning that echoes along the rivers and waterways of New Mexico, sending shivers down the spines of those who hear it.
Cropsey – New York
Cropsey, the notorious urban legend of Staten Island, New York, has cast a chilling shadow over the community for decades, catapulting to national fame through the documentary bearing its name. The harrowing tale of Cropsey is etched into local lore, where the legend portrays him as a sinister figure with a hook for a hand who once resided at the infamous Willowbrook State School. Under the cloak of darkness, Cropsey was said to emerge to hunt and terrify local children, evoking fear and dread throughout the region. What adds an eerie layer of disquiet to this legend is the unsettling truth that a series of child murders did indeed occur in the same Staten Island area during the 1970s and 1980s, blurring the lines between folklore and a grim reality, making Cropsey a haunting presence in the collective memory of New York.
The Brown Mountain Lights – North Carolina
The Brown Mountain Lights in North Carolina are a captivating and enigmatic urban legend that has intrigued and mystified observers for centuries. These unexplained phenomena manifest themselves as eerie lights that appear in the low-lying air under specific atmospheric conditions, gradually expanding in size before lingering for a brief period and eventually vanishing into the night. Nestled on the Burke-Caldwell County line, near Wilson Creek and northwest of Morganton, Brown Mountain has been the stage for these mysterious lights since as far back as 1833, sparking investigations and inspiring a wealth of songs and stories. These lights, numbering anywhere from one to a dozen at a time, often shine with a ghostly white hue, although occasional variations of red, blue, or yellowish tints have been reported. They tend to manifest predominantly on clear, warm summer evenings, emerging shortly after nightfall, yet despite extensive scrutiny, no entirely conclusive scientific explanation has been offered for their existence. Theories range from the refraction of headlights on trains or automobiles in the valley, discharges of static electricity, to folklore attributing them to the searching torchlight of an Indian brave seeking his lost love. The Brown Mountain Lights continue to cast their enigmatic glow, captivating the imaginations of all who are drawn to their mesmerizing allure.
The Miniwashitu – North Dakota
Beware the eerie legend of the Miniwashitu in North Dakota, a menacing and bizarre creature that lurks along the banks of the Missouri River. Described as a colossal, red, and shaggy monster adorned with sharp spikes along its back, a single ominous horn, and only one eye, the Miniwashitu is a figure of dread and terror. Locals caution against encountering this fearsome being, as merely setting eyes upon it is believed to bring dire consequences.
Legends warn that those unfortunate enough to gaze upon the Miniwashitu risk suffering from blindness, madness, or even a grim demise. In the shadowy realm of North Dakota’s folklore, the Miniwashitu remains a chilling and cautionary tale, discouraging any curious souls from seeking out this malevolent entity that haunts the Missouri River’s shores.
The Crosswick Monster – Ohio
In the annals of Ohio’s urban legends, the Crosswick Monster remains a tale both eerie and enduring. Nestled at the crossroads of Bellbrook Road and Old Stage Road in Warren County’s Wayne Township, the small unincorporated settlement of Crosswick is forever linked to the state’s most notorious monster legend. The story harks back to a fateful summer day in the 1880s when two young boys were innocently fishing along the tranquil Middle Run Creek. Suddenly, a nightmarish creature, scaly and hissing, emerged from the hollow interior of a colossal sycamore tree nearby. This lizard-like entity stood as tall as 14 feet and possessed claw-like arms, snatching one of the boys before galloping away with the speed of a horse. A pursuit ensued, with field hands valiantly tracking the creature’s path. It momentarily ensnared the boy in a tree before being flushed out, retreating into a cave along the creek. With dynamite, the pursuers sealed the cave entrance.
The Miami Gazette and Cincinnati Enquirer reported this astonishing story after the injured boy received treatment from a Waynesville physician. Subsequent investigations would reopen the cave, yet no trace of the mysterious creature was found. The boy, known as Ed, would reportedly go on to live a quiet and subdued life in the area, leaving the legend of the Crosswick Monster to endure as a spine-tingling chapter in Ohio’s folklore.
Cry Baby Bridge – Oklahoma
The chilling urban legend of Cry Baby Bridge in Oklahoma is a haunting tale that has captivated the imaginations of locals for generations. The story dates back to June 13, 1924, when a Catoosa woman, in a desperate race against a fierce storm, hurriedly crossed the old Boggy Creek Bridge with her newborn baby by her side. As the storm raged on, a bolt of lightning startled the horses pulling her carriage, causing them to bolt and overturn the carriage.
In the ensuing chaos, the mother lost her grip on her infant. Frantically searching the bridge in the pouring rain and shouting for help, she heard the baby’s cry from the river below. Leaning over the damaged bridge in an attempt to reach her child, she lost her balance and plunged into the river. Tragically, mother and child vanished without a trace. It is believed that, to this day, on Friday the 13th, one can still hear the forlorn cries of the baby at the old Boggy Creek Bridge, an eerie reminder of the heart-wrenching events that unfolded on that fateful night. Over the years, locals commemorated the tragedy by placing roses at two unmarked graves near the bridge, but this tradition eventually ceased, only to resurface decades later with the mysterious inscriptions “Bessie” and “Clissie” on the headstones. While the bridge itself was bypassed in 2001 and is not accessible to the public, it remains a silent witness to a haunting legend that lingers along Keetonville Road.
The Bandage Man – Oregon
The ominous specter known as “The Bandage Man” continues to send shivers down the spines of Oregon residents and believers in urban legends alike. This ghastly apparition, swathed from head to toe in blood-soaked bandages, is said to be the restless spirit of a man who met a gruesome fate at a sawmill, where he was purportedly dismembered. The Bandage Man’s malevolent presence is most often reported along the scenic town of Cannon Beach, where he is known to target those who drive through or park their cars in the area. With a reputation for leaping into vehicles, he leaves behind eerie remnants of his presence in the form of bloody bandages. The legend of The Bandage Man has haunted Cannon Beach for more than half a century, tracing back to the 1950s, and some variations suggest that this phantom was once a logger who suffered a horrific accident in a local mill, adding a grim and unsettling layer to the enduring lore of this unsettling urban legend.
The Green Man – Pennsylvania
The unsettling urban legend of “The Green Man” in Pennsylvania is a haunting tale that carries both sadness and mystery. Emerging near Pittsburgh in the 1950s, this legend is rooted in the tragic life of a man named Ray Robinson. A childhood electrocution left him with a face that was no longer recognizable, a condition that led others to perceive him as a frightening figure. Unfortunately, the townsfolk’s response to his appearance was to create a multitude of false and terrifying stories about him, none of which were true. These fabricated tales served as a means to ostracize and make fun of Robinson due to his perceived differences. The enduring legend of “The Green Man” revolves around the false notion that he emits a greenish glow and haunts a tunnel in Hillsville, a poignant reminder of the power of folklore to both captivate and stigmatize those who are perceived as different.
The Legend of Dolly Cole – Rhode Island
The haunting legend of The Legend of Dolly Cole in Rhode Island tells the tragic tale of Dorothy Ellen Cole, known as Dolly, who lived on Tucker Hill Road near the Hopkins Mill in Foster. She possessed a unique gift for healing and was considered by some to be a witch, earning her the ominous moniker “The Foster Witch.”
Despite using her knowledge of herbs to aid her community, a tragic turn of events unfolded in 1865 when Dolly’s house was set ablaze while her daughter, bearing the only resemblance to her estranged father, perished in the flames. Heartbroken and wronged by the very townspeople she had helped, Dolly fled into the woods, casting a curse upon the land by a stream. However, her vengeance-seeking neighbors confronted her, leading to her violent demise.
Months later, her lifeless body reappeared, and the stream by which she had met her end was named Dolly Cole Brook. The legend endures as numerous residents claim to have encountered Dolly’s vengeful spirit in Foster, with sightings ranging from a mysterious woman by the water to her ghostly presence near the dirt road where she was found, ensuring that Dolly’s tragic story continues to haunt the town’s collective memory.
The Gray Man of Pawleys Island – South Carolina
The haunting legend of The Gray Man in South Carolina traces its origins back to the 1820s and has left an indelible mark on the coastal region. According to the tale, the Gray Man is a spectral figure, draped in a gray cloak, who roams the shores just ahead of impending major storms. Numerous accounts have been shared over the years, with reported sightings preceding hurricanes such as Hazel in 1954, Hugo in 1989, and Florence in 2018. Like many ghostly legends, The Gray Man’s story is one of love tragically lost. It is said that the man was en route from Charleston to propose when his horse became mired in the mud, leading to a fatal accident. Grief-stricken, his beloved would often walk along the beach, where she one day spotted her late suitor, dressed in all black. He offered her a warning of an impending storm before vanishing. As the legend goes, a hurricane did strike, yet her home miraculously remained untouched, the only one left standing. The Gray Man is seen as a benevolent spirit, offering protection to those fortunate enough to encounter him, their homes spared from the wrath of oncoming storms.
Walking Sam – South Dakota
The eerie urban legend of Walking Sam in South Dakota casts a chilling shadow over the region, akin to the notorious figure from Slenderman folklore. This unnaturally tall, emaciated character is said to possess an eerie aura that drives those who encounter him to commit suicide, with a particular predilection for young teens. Walking Sam is an enigmatic legend, a spectral boogeyman of sorts, believed to reside in the caverns of Wind Cave National Park but emerging at night to haunt nearby communities, with reported sightings extending across the Dakota region. Standing at a towering 7 feet, Walking Sam is believed to be a grim collector of souls, trailing behind individuals burdened by depression, ready to claim them when their lives reach their tragic conclusion. The legend of Walking Sam serves as a somber reminder of the specter of depression and sadness and encountering him is viewed as a foreboding omen of potential hardships on the horizon, prompting vigilance and concern for the well-being of loved ones in the Dakotas.
Skinned Tom – Tennessee
The haunting legend of Skinned Tom in Tennessee harkens back to the 1920s, a tale of love, betrayal, and gruesome retribution. In this chilling story, a young man named Tom fell deeply in love with a woman, unaware that she was already married. Their secret rendezvous at Lover’s Lane led to a horrifying confrontation when the woman’s enraged husband discovered them together, resulting in her murder and Tom being skinned alive.
The gruesome legend persists, claiming that the vengeful spirit of Tom continues to linger around Lover’s Lane, harboring a deadly intent towards those who dare to commit adultery. According to local lore, Tom’s skeletal figure, long stripped of flesh and muscle, roams these secluded lanes clutching a hunting knife, awaiting the chance to teach a chilling lesson to any unfaithful couple unfortunate enough to cross his path.
The Lechuza – Texas
In the eerie folklore of South Texas, the presence of the Lechuza is enough to make even those who’ve had a drink or two watch their step. This urban legend takes on various forms depending on the version being recounted, but at its core, it revolves around a massive owl that holds a dual identity. By day, the Lechuza is believed to be a brouha, a witch, or a familiar woman, only to transform into a formidable bird by night. The legend attributes the creature’s relentless quest for revenge to the tragic loss of her child at the hands of a drunken individual. As the night falls and bar patrons stumble out onto the streets after closing time, they become potential targets of the Lechuza’s vengeful ire, adding a spine-tingling layer of caution to those who venture into the night in South Texas.
The Hobble Creek Canyon Witch – Utah
The Hobble Creek Canyon Witch looms as a formidable and terrifying presence in the rich tapestry of Utah’s local folklore, tracing its roots back to the earliest settlers of the region. According to the chilling legend, this solitary woman inhabited the canyon, wielding her dark and malevolent powers to cast curses upon any unfortunate souls who ventured too near her domain. Stories of her abilities grew increasingly elaborate and ominous over time, with whispers of her ability to command the very creatures and vegetation around her, manipulating them as weapons against intruders. Some versions of the tale even allude to sinister pacts with demons or the attainment of immortality through her sinister magic. Despite efforts by authorities to dispel these unsettling rumors, the legend of the Hobble Creek Canyon Witch persists to this day, continuing to cast a shadow of fear and intrigue over the imaginations of many Utah residents.
The Pigman of Vermont
The enigmatic and unsettling urban legend of The Pigman in Vermont has perplexed and frightened residents for decades. The story dates back to 1951 when a 17-year-old named Sam Harris set out on Halloween Eve with a basket of eggs to engage in some youthful mischief. However, what transpired that night remains a mystery, as Sam never returned home and was never located. Years later, during a high school dance behind the school, a group of students encountered a nightmarish creature emerging from the woods. This monstrous being, standing on two human legs, was naked, covered in white hair, and wore a grotesque mask made from a hollowed-out pig’s head. The students fled in terror and shared their harrowing encounter, sparking a series of sightings and reports. A local farmer even admitted to glimpsing a similar figure rummaging through his garbage, coinciding with the disappearance of some pigs. The Pigman became a fixture in Northfield, with sightings occurring sporadically, often near the eerie locale known as the Devil’s Washbowl. Motorists claimed to have witnessed him darting across the road, and amorous teenagers seeking solitude in the Washbowl occasionally found their romantic interludes disrupted by this disturbing guest. While the Pigman himself remained elusive, tangible evidence suggested his existence, including caves filled with animal bones and cloven footprints left behind in the soft earth, fueling the enduring legend of The Pigman in Vermont.
Bunny Man Bridge – Virginia
The chilling urban legend of Bunny Man Bridge in Virginia dates back to a horrifying incident in 1904. During that fateful year, a harrowing transport mishap occurred when some of the most dangerous inmates from an insane asylum in Clifton were being relocated to a prison. The ill-fated bus carrying the inmates crashed on Fairfax Station Bridge, prompting a desperate attempt by the prisoners to escape. Tragically, only one inmate managed to evade capture, leaving behind a gruesome trail of carnage that included dead, skinned, and partially eaten rabbits, many of which were eerily suspended from the bridge at the crash site. To compound the horror, the legend tells of a nightmarish event that unfolded on Halloween night of the same year. Several unsuspecting teenagers who had gathered beneath the bridge were brutally attacked at the stroke of midnight, suffering a fate akin to the hapless rabbits. The gruesome tale of Bunny Man Bridge continues to haunt the imaginations of those who venture near this eerie location in Virginia.
13 Steps To Hell – Washington
The spine-tingling urban legend of The 13 Steps To Hell casts an eerie shadow over Maltby Cemetery in Washington. These fabled 13 steps were rumored to descend into an underground crypt and were believed to be a rudimentary entrance to the tomb of a local wealthy family. According to the chilling legend, those daring enough to venture to the cemetery late at night and descend the 13 steps would be met with an uncanny silence. Upon reaching the bottom, should they turn around, a vision of hell so horrifying it could shatter one’s sanity awaited them. Witnesses claimed that individuals who performed this eerie ritual would often stop at the bottom, turn, and collapse to their knees in sheer terror. Some even emerged nearly catatonic, many never uttering another word. However, these legendary 13 steps no longer exist, having been bulldozed or filled with concrete long ago. The cemetery now bears strict no-trespassing restrictions, though rumors persist of daring youths armed with shovels seeking to unearth the infamous 13 steps to hell in Maltby Cemetery.
The Mothman – West Virginia
In the annals of West Virginia folklore, the enigmatic Mothman takes center stage as a humanoid creature that captivated the Point Pleasant area from November 15, 1966, to December 15, 1967. The first documented report of this unusual phenomenon surfaced in the Point Pleasant Register on November 16, 1966, bearing the headline “Couples See Man-Sized Bird… Creature… Something.” This local account quickly gained national attention, propelling the Mothman legend into the national consciousness. The origins of this mysterious being are thought to be rooted in sightings of migratory sandhill cranes or herons. However, the Mothman legend has taken on a life of its own, with some attributing the sightings to UFOs and others speculating that a military storage site was the creature’s supposed home. While the veracity of the Mothman reports has been questioned, with accounts often relying on sensationalized or unverified sources, folklorist Jan Harold Brunvand has identified common elements among these tales and older folklore, suggesting a genuine source may have sparked the phenomenon, weaving it into the rich tapestry of West Virginia’s legends. These accounts range from sightings of the Mothman to eerie tales of the creature attacking parked cars occupied by teenagers, adding layers of intrigue and mystery to the enduring legend.
The Haunting of Holy Cross Road – Wisconsin
The spine-tingling urban legend of The Haunting of Holy Cross Road unfolds in the remote corners of northern Wisconsin, where a tragic tale has taken root. According to the chilling legend, a woman met her untimely demise when her car stalled on the railroad tracks, leading to a fatal encounter with an oncoming train. The eerie twist to this story comes when visitors to Holy Cross Road attempt a peculiar ritual. If they park their car in neutral over the very tracks where the woman met her end, it is said that her vengeful spirit will intervene, pushing the vehicle to safety—uphill, defying the laws of physics. Adding to the mystery, there have been reported sightings of gnomes in the vicinity, with whispers that throwing a rock at these supernatural entities will prompt them to return the gesture. The backdrop to this unsettling legend is the ghost town of Coolidge, where the town’s inhabitants mysteriously vanished, deepening the mystique and intrigue surrounding The Haunting of Holy Cross Road in Wisconsin.
The Ft. Laramie Ghost Rider – Wyoming
The spectral tale of The Ft. Laramie Ghost Rider weaves its haunting presence through the history of Fort Laramie, once a bustling trading post in Wyoming. According to this eerie legend, a father arrived at the post in days gone by, accompanied by his young daughter. Tragically, the girl and her horse mysteriously vanished without a trace. In the wake of this unexplained disappearance, rumors began to circulate among Indians and traders alike, who claimed to have witnessed the ghostly apparition of the girl and her steed. This spectral duo is said to reappear every seven years, galloping along the trail near Fort Laramie. The enigma of The Ft. Laramie Ghost Rider continues to shroud the historical site in Wyoming with an air of mystery and a haunting reminder of an unsettling past.
Pumpkin Riot
It’s Monday. Holy crap! It was in the low 80s on Friday and by Saturday night a cold front came through and dropped the temperature to only 41 degrees. On top of that we’ve had rain and windy conditions for most of the weekend. Thankfully, on Saturday the rain held off through the afternoon which allowed me just enough time to wash the Corvette and get it into storage. It sucks that it has to go away until spring, but I’m relieved that it’s done.
And speaking of shitty weather, they’re predicting our first bout with the horrid white stuff on Tuesday—Halloween! It happened back in 2019 and they postponed Halloween due to snow and frigid temperatures. And now it appears that history may repeat itself. I’m not ready for winter… not this damn soon.
We went out into the rain on Saturday night for one last Halloween cruise. The first places we went was a place that I accidentally stumbled upon last year. They’re called Pumpkin Riot and I love their work because everything they do is hand made and creepy as hell. The level of detail is beyond anything else I’ve seen. I felt bad for them last year because we were the only ones there. This year it was packed with carloads of people young and old. It was great seeing that their hard work was being appreciated. I assembled a few of the photos we took into a gallery below. And if you would like to learn more about them, check out the Pumpkin Riot facebook page. Enjoy!
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