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16 years ago
Hmmmm I was kinda waiting for that one.... it crossed my mind re Jaguarman...... glad to see you didn't all let me down!

JR thanks for the compliment.... No Precidents expected... Glad you liked...

So Eeerie surface mining places then....?
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sougher
16 years ago
One of the most scariest places above ground that I've experienced was when on a ramble (in the very early 1960's) walking the footpath which goes from the A6 just before Taddington Hill, up through Deep Dale by the side of Great Shacklow Woods near to Magpie sough tail. I carn't explain the sinister feeling that I felt when on this walk, it felt really evil and enclosed, I didn't want to look back and felt as though something evil was right behind me. I never ever repeated this walk. Afterwards I discovered that an alternate name for the dale is Demon's Dale, but wasn't aware of this fact at the time. The footpath eventually passes near the Hubberdale mines. I have no explanation for sensing this evil feeling nor do I know of any ghostly legends around there to explain it.

Iclok - congratulations, you are indeed a gentleman of many gifts, a poet as well as an artist. Have you perchance come across a Derbyshire book called "Ghosts of Derbyshire" by Clarence Daniel (from memory he came from Eyam - the Plague Village that shut itself off from the world around 1665/66 so as not to spread the disease to the rest of the county, many of the villagers died - and it is his collection that forms the basis of the excellent Eyam Museum) published by Dalesman Books in 1977 cost 85p, it contains extracts from old mining and ghostly poems and gives authors names. I have a copy and can give you quotes of poems and authors if you want them.

Regarding Big Cats, there appears to be one much nearer home to Ripley than Cornwall. My spar mining friend Charlie from Bonsall and his wife were driving down Salters Lane in the snow earlier in the year (remember your snowy photos of Magpie and Middleton that you entered in the photo competition that you were desperately trying to win - are you still having a mardy over not winning!!!), they were driving down to Matlock had passed Jugholes Wood, the field with the Police Radio Mast and the exposed stretch of the lane (with the wonderful views looking north up the Derwent Valley) and had entered that very long narrow bendy section with no passing places, when all at once they saw big cat prints in the snow along the side of the lane, they were far too large for a fox or badger, the cat prints turned into a gate, so they stopped the car and followed them into the field, Charlie who is in his late 70's, has lived in Elton and Bonsall all his life and worked most of his life opencasting for spar in that area also the north of Derbyshire, he says that he has never ever in all his life seen such large animal footprints. Being concerned as Bonsall is in sheep country, my friends went back home and got their digital camera, took pictures and one photo has been printed in Bonsall Village monthly magazine called "The Mutterings". For comparison an egg was placed by the paw mark and the photograph can be viewed at :-
http://www.bonsallvillage.org/Images/Documents/3495-mutterings69.pdf .
The photo can be found under the section entitiled "Village Notice Board" with the title "Is this a large cat print?" No-one else apparently saw them or came up with an explanation. The photo is in "Mutterings" No. 69, March, 2009.

Incidently did you enjoy the walk to Anchor Church you undertook a few weeks ago, you never reported back.
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16 years ago
Sougher, the A6 path you describe is also not popular with some in Bakewell... Once heard it described as a dale fit for Demons!!!

Will look for the derbyshire Ghosts book but in meantime would love quotes etc as I quite into spooky stuff... in fact I'll send you a pic taken a few years ago in Derbys and I know it will get a reaction...

Thanks for compliment and glad you liked the pome!! I like to try my hand at most things...

Re the big cat at Salter lane that is interesting and first i'd heard... guess we'll be doing a few walks with some extra large kittekat... My missus is chomping at bit now to go trow so thats the walk sorted...

Didn't get to Anchor in end as rain stopped plaY... So finished up doing Brassington to Golconda later in day... which is a good walk for our new Collie Pup!!

Lovely to hear from you as always!
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sougher
16 years ago
Iclok - So I'm not the only person to sense that sinister feeling in Deep Dale, strange isn't it! It made such an impression on me that I told an old rambling friend from Derby Nomads about my experience. She chuckled and said "well it's other name is Demon's Dale", she also said that other ramblers had also experienced a sinister feeling on that particular walk. I've also discovered that it is also called Dimins Dale, which considering the Derbyshire accent could be mistaken for demon couldn't it? There are a couple of caves around there as well.

l am sending you a PM giving you Charlie's address for you to call on him whilst in the Bonsall area. He and his wife will then be able to show you the photos of the large cat paw marks, they would make you very welcome and you would hear a first class account of their experience. By the way don't forget Bonsall is supposedly a good place for seeing UFO's!!! I never saw one whilst living there.

Unfortunately Clarence Daniel in his book doesn't give a bibliography for the sources of his extract of poems and authors. Here is one quote from the book:-

THE SPECTRE OF THE MINE by Mr. Henry Walker of Bradwell.

From flickering tallow candle the lead miner flicks the "thief",
To rid the "spirit" splutter in his quaint and crude belief.
Then, turning quickly, down the vein he sees a pale light
shine.
His heart beats fast. It is the Spectre of the Mine?

Along the silent gallery and gripping his candle tight,
Swiftly the miner followed, but as swiftly sped the light,
Till, at the limit of the vein, it vanished without sign.
The miner's blood ran cold. It was the Spectre of the Mine.

A sudden crash and fall of rocks. The miner met his doom,
And shining ore he vainly sought now glistened on his tomb.
In lead miners' lore 'tis written, let those who can define
Why none may live that look upon the Spectre of the Mine.

Apparently he had published a book of his poems called "Peakland Poems", but there are no more clues than that.

Another extract is from "Stafford's Dream" by Anthony Dean which is about a rich vein of ore revealed in a dream to a miner called Stafford near Wirksworth. I'll send that soon.

Dolcoathguy
16 years ago
The pengegon institute next to Harriet shaft engine house, Camborne is supposedly haunted with tours available for those with an interest in the paranormal.
The paranormal soc. offering the tours says it was a morgue for victims of mining accidents (Built 1841).
I have walked past it on dark and foggy nights ..and seen and felt ..nothing, must be inside that is relevant....mmm thinking about it, might take different route next time, in case the entities have net access!
Is it safe to come out of the bunker yet?
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16 years ago
Hi, I thought this might be time to say hallo. I’ve been lurking for ages. I can’t usually join in because I live in London where there aren’t many mines, so all I would do is ask endless questions.

Reading this thread made me remember what got me interested in recent years I’ve been fascinated by mines and industrial archaeology for as long as I can remember but what really set me off was a trip to Carn Galver mine near St Ives two years ago. I went at dusk and walked down to the cliff below it. When I came back it was nearly dark and everyone had gone. The ruins had a really strong presence that seemed to be more than just because it was dark and lonely. I got a sense of the people who must have worked there rather than just the place itself. It’s hard to put into words but it was quite weird and also a bit sad and not at all beautiful like the site is now. I got the impression that a lot of people had worked hard there and not got much out of it.

The rational part of me made me think it was just being in a place that was so unlike anything I’d seen before at that time of day but I still can’t really explain why I got such a strong sense of the people rather than just the place

I googled it when I got home and found this place

You might all be interested in this

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Residual_haunting 

Residual haunting or the stone tape theory, it’s usually associated with violent events but is a plausible explanation anywhere people have invested a lot of time and emotional energy. It could explain why mines can have such strange atmospheres

Anyway, I hope you all don’t mind me chipping in, it’s a really good site and I always enjoy it.
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16 years ago
Dear Sougher,
Not at all ... the old guy I met was from Bakewell and did not like the dale one iota... he had similar views to you and remarked you certainly would not find him there... There are some strange places in the Derbyshire, Via Gellia can have its moments...! And as for Ripley that can get really strange!!! :lol:

Thanks for the poem, saved as a word doc already...

I shall call on Charlie and have a look at these ere paw print pics.. Odd you mention UFOs... I was told this by a friend who is a ranger in the Peak that there were several sightings reported from Stanton Moor last summer... he is only a part timer and works as a fitter mon to fri.

But nothing beats the odd sensation I got at Ding Dong in Cornwall... I really did rush off my pics and beat a hasty retreat off that moor... not a glance behind, a real feeling of "get lost and don't come back about the place".

I will look up both books discussed... both sound great.

Regs ICLOK

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh Creeper!!!!!
minerat
16 years ago
while myself and a friend of mine were mapping part of the Tankardtown set nr Bonmahon, Co Waterford, we were sat having a brew when we could hear splashing as if some-one was walking towards us, eventually it got louder and my friend said I`m !!!!! out of here and legged it leaving me, well being what I am I went to investigate and the water which was about 6" deep was stired up, so I went further along the gallery till I decided I`m out of here too the feeling was fear of something unknown it was cold too (as mines are) been back since on my own to alay my own fears nothing just blue walls and water, but it was scary for a while. Hope you are well Sougher. will e.mail you this coming week. 😮
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Brakeman
16 years ago
Can't say iv'e felt anything, but the older females in my family, that is my wife & my mother will not walk around the surface remains at Parys mountain on Angelsey.

They both have similar uncomfortable feelings when approaching the workings & will usually just stay in the car in the car park. My self & my three daughters however have walked all over the site several times.
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16 years ago
I find this so interesting as what freaks one person does not another! Yet groups of people who are un-related and don't know a particular place will find it odd or scarey without previous knowledge... fascinates me and I think illustrates well the argument as to whether we are driven by physiological evolved alarm systems or if we do have a kind of 6th sense re spiritual type stuff ...... roll x factor music....


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16 years ago
At quite the opposite extream, I often find that old houses have an oppresive atmosphere. However a couple of weeks back I visited Mosley Old Hall nr Wolverhampton. I was felling pretty low as I'd not been too well, but on entering one room I was enveloped by a feeling of what I can only discribe as well being & bon homie!
I commented on this to the guides on leaving - according to records it had always been a happy house, with no trace of the usual murder, mayhem, misery etc!
Spirits or what ever, aren't all miserable buggers 😉
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16 years ago
Gunnislake Clitters down by the river is an odd place to be alone with your senses.

After an evening's poke around, I found myself walking up through that woods in the twighlight.

Very not-alone experience indeed.

That is from a non-believer in all respects.
Roy Morton
16 years ago
Before the landfill site was at United Downs I used to walk accross the site regularly on my way back to Bissoe after visiting friends in Lanner.
Sometimes it was fine but at others it just seemed as if I was trespassing into a different time zone. Not scary or anything like it, just a feeling of not really belonging to the moment. Does that make sense?

If you really want the bejeezus shaking out of you, try walking accross Goonhilly Downs after dark. Between 2am and 4am is a good time to start. Take plenty of beta blockers with you.
If you are a non believer in 'other dimensions' and all the other
mystical guff, call'em what you will, then this place will knock the sceptic out of you. Take a friend with you if you wish...it doesn't matter...same effect.
Very disconcerting! and when the mist is down!!!! :o
I'd rather walk accross Bodmin Moor off road.
Then of course there is a mine on the downs known as Ghost Croft............Hmmmmmmm?
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16 years ago
Brilliant responses... I know happy places too... one being Stanton Moor in Derbys ... there is a stone circle there (Nine Ladies) and whilst I don't do the druid stuff, its a lovely place to turn off the mobile and just lie in the grass with a book and I always do feel oddly that the old reset button has been pressed and come back really positive and ... excuse the wording.. recharged!!

As for Clitters by the river I'd forgotten that one. I tried the inclines up past the mills two winters ago and the ground was very loose and the inclines mega overgrown, light fading fast and yes I was most pleased to make it back to the road. But the lower engine house does have an interesting atmosphere, sometimes serene other times quite daunting especially in the mist. Pics on here give a good impression!

Goonhilly downs sounds a bit ... erm... odd! My missus now adamant she would like to go... ::) ... especially when Ghost Croft was mentioned...Interesting that Roy, regarding United Downs I know a few who would agree with you on that!!


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Dolcoathguy
16 years ago
Pengegon Institute - Further research - highly likely it was used as a morgue for the Dolcoath Collapse (1893?).

Ding Dong - Found a story about a child getting killed in the machinery there, although this may have happened occasionally in many mines during their working life.

In the other places people have listed, is there any record of a historical event that might cause the feelings experienced at that location?
Is it safe to come out of the bunker yet?
Peter Burgess
16 years ago
Any clifftop in the mist, with a nearby fog siren hooting away gives me the willies. Pendeen springs immediately to mind.

carnkie
16 years ago
That actually reminds of an eerie experience. years ago when I was on Weather Ships, about 400 miles out in the Atlantic. I was just coming off night shift on a balmy morning and strolled on deck to relax. There happened to be thick fog at the time and I was just leaning on the rail when this very large 19th century sailing ship (or so I thought) slowly emerged from the fog about 50 yards away. Gave me quite a turn for the moment and I wondered how wise it was to have that last guinness. Where is the camera when you need one? Of course it was one of those special sailing training ships.
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16 years ago
I have to say I've never felt anything untoward in either Deepdale or Dimmins Dale, though I have to add I've never been down the bottom end of the dale in anything other than fine weather.... There's an Romano-British settlement site at the bottom of the dale just above Dimmins dale proper, which is a small rocky cleft of a valley and a rock shelter site in the dale itself, and ore Romano-british settlement further up the dale where the footpath to Sheldon breaks off.

Back in the days when I was a member of the English Civil War Society, I gave some ghost hunters a horrible shock at Marston Moor - my regiment used to do a torchlight procession to the battle memorial (in full kit, of course) on the anniversary, and on this particular occasion I wandered off down White Sike lane on my own, to find some of the "ghostbusters" there with their kit. The appearance of a figure dressed in mid-17th century soldier's garb caught them by surprise!
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Thrutch
16 years ago
I agree with what has been said already - some places feel good and some bad, some people have similar experiences, some do not. Animals can have interesting reactions too.
I recall a colleague relating his experience at a particular place in a building we worked in - exactly the same experience I had had, described in exactly the same terms. While I would like to think otherwise (and happily go where ever, whenever) I know that there are things yet to be explained and that I might have quite different feelings in different places.
Thrutch
16 years ago
To lighten things a bit - a friend of mine, years ago, often fished a local river at night. On one of his night fishing trips he heard the sounds "crunch --, crunch --, crunch--" , like heavy footfalls, approaching behind him. When he managed to spin around, torch in hand, he saw a cow going "munch--, munch--, munch--" through the grass.
I used to fish a Welsh river, in the bottom of a deep, wooded valley. The usual things happened there as ones mind filled the gaps in ones senses e.g. the sound of running water would change to that of voices. There were other odd shared experiences too but nothing too frightening. A visitor and not a regular at this I did spend whole nights down there only to find that the locals left by eleven pm and were not willing to stay longer!

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