Mysterious Remains found On Lookout Mountain In Golden, CO

Lookout Mountain Crime SceneA new mystery or an older tale?

Earlier this month human remains were found by hikers on Windy Pass Trail on Lookout Mountain in Golden, Colorado.  So far we haven’t heard about the identity of the remains found.  They’ve been sent to a lab in Texas for testing.  Lookout Mountain and the surrounding area are not new to  this type of tale from Colorado’s history.

To follow the story visit the Channel 7 News website.

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Ghost at the Top of the Stairs

Rural Northeastern Colorado

The question I get asked most often since creating this website is – “So have you ever seen a ghost?” In short, my answer is “Yes. Many!” I believe I’ve encountered several ghostly entities over the years. Most in Colorado. Here’s a tale of the very first “ghost” I ever ran into. It wasn’t the last time I’d run into this spirit either. But that will be another fine ghost story. For now, here’s my tale about the Ghost at the Top of the Stairs. If it sounds a bit “childish” in nature, it’s mostly due to my age at the time of the sighting. I didn’t’ think to study the situation more, or investigate. My main motive was to get the heck outa Dodge!

My first ghost encounter, Fleming Colorado – the 1970s

stairsI was pretty young at the time, perhaps 5 or 6, maybe even as old as 7 but I’m pretty sure I was younger. It was summer and my grandparents were on vacation. My mother had the job of checking in on their farm while they were away, to make sure things were sound and no emergencies had arisen in their absence. It was about a 25-30 minute drive from my childhood home in Sterling, CO (all depending on how fast my mom was speeding!).

This particular check in was happening after the sun had gone down. It was dusk as we were driving and was completely dark out by the time we got to their farm. I brought a friend with me (perhaps she as spending the night, I can’t remember now) but at any rate I had a companion who was the same age as me along for the experience. We decided that while my mom was doing the boring tasks of checking the doors, windows, pipes, etc…, we’d play upstairs. So off we ran to the staircase. Oddly enough, it’s hard to describe this staircase. My grandparents had a small farmhouse, and the stairway was also very small. It was enclosed by a door so to go up, we had to open said door. Since no one was home, the stairs were pitch black. I reached up to fumble for the light switch, and as soon as I did, I glanced up at the top landing of the staircase. Boom. There “he” was. The faint outline of a male figure standing at the top of the stairs, facing us and looking down at us.

I used to describe the ghostly entity as a glowing figure with bright gleaming eyes, being young it was hard to describe. It was actually more like a faintly illuminated outline of a figure just transparent enough so I could make out his dark features from the pitch black darkness that surrounded him. I could only see his eyes, the rest of his facial features were hidden. And that’s all I saw, because it only took a mere millisecond for my friend and I start screaming our head off and slamming the door shut. We were pretty damn frightened! And that’s an understatement. My friend had seen it too, and for years we’d chat and giggle about it, an odd experience for two young tots to share.

My mom searched the upstairs landing once she calmed us down. We’d ruffled her feathers quite a bit too, but she didn’t believe the “alien theory” that we’d come up with at first. She thought that perhaps a burglar had broken in, but the house was sealed up safe and sound. When I was older, and I’d experienced ghosts a few more times, I looked back on this encounter and realized that this was probably my first real life ghost encounter. Pretty cool, in retrospect.

A lot of people who hear this story write it off as silly childish imaginings. But I KNEW What I saw was real (I just didn’t know a real “what” at the time). Funny how you know something isn’t made up. Even at that young age. It wasn’t scary. It just was what it was.

It wouldn’t be until a couple years later that I would run into this entity again. This time I think I had a pretty good idea of what he was here to do, what his purpose was. But that is a tale for another time! Check back later for the Ghost in the Doorway – Coming soon.

“Things are never quites as scary when you’ve got a best friend.”
-Calvin & Hobbes

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Haunted Happenings via the DPL

Two AWESOME events from Denver Public Library are coming up this month:

First a ghost hunting class…

Ghost Hunters

Performance and Presentations
Wednesday, October 10, 2012 – 6:00pm – 7:00pm

Meet Denver’s leading ghost hunters, Spirit Paranormal Investigations as they provide a fun and informative presentation about ghosts and ghost hunting. SpiritPI will share spooky stories about what it’s like to investigate the paranormal and demonstrate the tools they use to detect ghosts. They will even display real scientific evidence captured during formal investigations of some of Denver’s most famous haunted locations!

and then on the 30th, another great presentation about one of my favorite haunted buildings in the city – The Croke Patterson Mansion

A Haunted History of Denver’s Croke-Patterson Mansion

History and Genealogy
Tuesday, October 30, 2012 – 6:00pm – 7:00pm

Ann Alexander Leggett and Jordan Alexander Leggett will discuss not only the history of Denver’s Croke-Patterson Mansion, but also the spirits that still roam the mansion’s hallways!

Don’t you just LOVE October in Colorado?!

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The Shining and the Stanley Hotel

The first snow of the season hit Colorado in the wee early hours of the morning.  It’s always a bit of a shocker to go from shorts to gloves and snow shoes in the same week, but that is why I looooove Colorado!

RedrumSnow season always gets me in the mood for reading – think a good book, a cup of steaming hot cocoa with marshmallows, a fire, a cozy blanket, and quiet introspection!  Ah, Bliss!  The two times a year I love to grab a stockpile of good reading material is:

  1. The beginning of summer – nothing says beach bumming like old paperback mysteries and epic fantasy novels*!
  2. The middle of winter – when there’s nothing you’d rather do than curl up with a great book and try to stay warm!

The first novel that always crosses my mind in winter is “The Shining” by Stephen King.  I know I’ve talked about it before, but it really is one of my favorite go to scary books.  If you’ve only seen the movie (or the mini-series), please do yourself a favor and read King’s story.  It’s quite different in many respects than the Jack Nicholson flick, and a very good and quick read.  Plus, if you read it before September 24th, 2013 – you will be ready for the sequel (being written right now) called “Dr. Sleep”.

Doctor Sleep
Announcement Date: May 8th, 2012
Projected Release Date: September 24th, 2013
On highways across America, a tribe of people called The True Knot travel in search of sustenance. They look harmless—mostly old, lots of polyester, and married to their RVs. But as Dan Torrance knows, and tween Abra Stone learns, The True Knot are quasi-immortal, living off the “steam” that children with the “shining” produce when they are slowly tortured to death.Haunted by the inhabitants of the Overlook Hotel where he spent one horrific childhood year, Dan has been drifting for decades, desperate to shed his father’s legacy of despair, alcoholism, and violence. Finally, he settles in a New Hampshire town, an AA community that sustains him, and a job at a nursing home where his remnant “shining” power provides the crucial final comfort to the dying. Aided by a prescient cat, he becomes “Doctor Sleep.”Then Dan meets the evanescent Abra Stone, and it is her spectacular gift, the brightest shining ever seen, that reignites Dan’s own demons and summons him to a battle for Abra’s soul and survival. This is an epic war between good and evil, a gory, glorious story that will thrill the millions of hyper-devoted readers of The Shining and wildly satisfy anyone new to the territory of this icon in the King canon.

Of course, talk of this ever popular book ALWAYS makes me think of The Stanley Hotel, which is as much of a snowy Colorado icon as the beloved Stephen King book and movie!

Fans of the Kubrick movie may also want to check out the new documentary Room 237 - I’m hearing GREAT things about this film!

In honor of all things snowy and Stanley related – I’d like to share this with you.  Enjoy!

The Ghost Hunters Investigate the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, CO
Part 1 of 5

Part 2 of 5

Part 3 of 5

Part 4 of 5

Part 5 of 5

*Note: Colorado is not by an ocean but we do have our swim beaches, big shout out to one of my favorite summer hang outs – Bear Creek Lake Park near Morrison, CO!

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Tis the Season!

Abandoned dwelling near Cripple Creek, Colorado

Cripple Creek, Colorado

October is here!  And so is ghost tour/ghost hunting season!
I’m so excited!  This is my favorite time of year.  Check out these exciting Colorado ghost tours happening throughout the month of October:
Banjo Billy’s Ghost Tours (Denver/Boulder, CO)

Hop on Banjo Billy’s Bus in October for an eerily entertaining

Ghost Tour you won’t forget.

Hear bone-chilling tales of ghosts and haunted places from

Denver and Boulder’s quirky past.  Find out why people in

Victorian clothing wander through Denver’s Cheesman

Park or the bizarre story of a haunted hotel in Boulder

complete with three suicides but just one suicide note…

and much more! 

Our special 90-minute nighttime Ghost Tours are in Denver

and Boulder every Friday, Saturday and Sunday in October.

Click here for more information, including tour schedules,

and to purchase tickets.  Join us for a ghoulishly good ride!

Shrine to Miners in Victor, CO

Shrine to Miners in Victor, CO Antique Store

Spirits of Victor – this sounds like SO much fun:

Spirits of Victor Paranormal Convention and Slumber Party

 Victor, Colorado

Saturday, October 13th, 2012​

Non-refundable registration fee is

$5.00 and each hour long session is​

$5.00. Pick & choose the classes you want! Please call (719) 291-2409 or online on e-reservation

Imagine meeting celebrities from the paranormal field who have been featured on television, radio & film. Share

Your experiences in our round table discussions with key note speakers and see evidence that ghosts, UFO’s. Zombies & even Big Foot really do exist!

 

9:00-10:00​- Introductions & The History Of Halloween by

Psychic medium Laura Westfall & her husband Craig.

10:00-11:00- The Mysteries of UFO’s & Big Foot in the Pikes Peak Region by Daniel Masias from the television 

program Animal Planet.

11:00-12:00- CryptoZoologist & Museum docent Leon Drew will talk about ghosts & Big Foot sightings in the Pikes Peak Region. ​​

​12:00-1:00-Sack Lunch Q & A With paranormal investigator Michelle Mayer. Fullmoonexplorations.Com.

Haunted History Author Stephanie Waters will be signing her books Haunted Manitou Springs as well as Ghosts Of Colorado Springs & Pikes Peak at the Lowell Thomas Museum. Proceeds will go to the museum.

​1:00-2:00- The UFO Geeks; Mike Coletta & Brett Leal.UFO​​

Geek.Com. Both men have been on television, radio & recently on the the biography Channel’s My Ghost Story.​​​​

​​2:00-3:00-The History Of Zombies with Day Of The Dead

Actor Robert Rais. See him on Facebook.​

​3:00-4:00- The Spiritchasers Ghost Forum. Christopher Allen Brewer & James Manda have been on radio, television and recently on My Ghost Story. spiritchasers.blogspot.com.

​4:00-5:00- Light In the Dark Paranormal Group. Haunted real estate & Mysteries of the San Luis Valley.​ Lightinthedarkparanormal.wordpress.com

5:00-6:00- Ghost Hunting 101 with Michelle Mayer.​

Fullmoonexplorations.com​

​​​6:00-7:00- Lasagna dinner at The Fortune Club. $9.00 per person Reservations Req. (719) 689-2623 ( Dirty Sally’s Bar is only other place to eat in town at that time.)​.

​7:00-9:00- Haunted History Walking tours in the heart of Victor leave every 15. min from Victor Hotel. ManitouLegends.Com.​

​7:00-10:00- Victor Cemetery Ghost Hunts with Michelle Mayer. Fullmoonexplorations.com.​

10:00-11:00- Meet & Greet at Victor Hotel. ( no charge.)​

11:00-12:00- Pre-witching hour seance with psychic medium Laura Westfall at the Historical Victor Hotel.

Phantoms of Manitou Springs

Phantoms of Manitou Cemetery Ghost Hunt

Sat. Oct. 27, 2012 8:00 P.M

​Advance non-refundable  tickets are $15.00 per person or $40.00 per couple which would include an autographed copy of HAUNTED MANITOU SPRINGS, by tour guide Stephanie Waters.​ Walk-ons will be allowed at the gate but only if space allows. Cost at the gate will be $20.00 per person or $ 50.00 a couple which would include an autographed book.

Rain or Shine.

Haunted Times In Capital Hill – Ghost Tour Denver, Colorado

From the ghost tour’s website:An incredible walking ghost tour of Capitol Hill’s most haunted mansions!

Haunted Times in Capitol Hill Ghost Tour
1300 Pennsylvania St. Ste 101
Denver, CO 80203

Phone: 877-880-6232
Toll Free: 877-880-6232

Colorado Haunted History

From the ghost tour’s website:

Featured on the Peter Boyles radio show, the Canyon Courier and the Jefferson County Sentinel and Transcript Newspapers, this is not the “This Building Was” tour. Join your hosts for a one and one half hour walk through historic Morrison, Colorado. Who has passed through these buildings and whose spirits still remain?

Hear chilling stories about haunted buildings and their inhabitants, the Lecherous Indian Chief, the haunted Cliff House, the Hatchet Lady of Red Rocks and more!!! Join us in the nearest far away place. Only minutes away from downtown Denver, and a stones throw from Red Rocks Park, Morrison is a step back in time for visitors and locals alike.

Frightening fun for the entire family!

Table Mountain Inn and Miner’s Alley Playhouse in Golden, CO Presents An Invitation to Murder!

Miner’s Alley Murder Mystery

Fri. October 26, 2012 – Sun. October 28, 2012

Dates:
Friday, October 26th, 2012
Saturday, October 27th, 2012
Sunday, October 28th, 2012 (matinee)
Friday & Saturday Cocktail hour 6:30 p.m. Show starts at 7:00 p.m.
Sunday Cocktail hour 2:00 p.m. Show starts at 2:30 p.m.
Show & Scrumptious 4-Course Dinner begin at 7:00 p.m.

Room Package:
Dinner & Show
Grand Room
Breakfast in the Grill & Cantina
$279 ++

 

If you have a haunted history or ghost tour to share, email us and let us know!

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Hairy Fish Tales

Ok, this is probably one of the funniest Colorado legends I’ve seen in a while.

While researching for a good old fashioned ghost story, I ran across a link for Colorado tall tales.  There are three great bits of folklore and legend there, but my favorite is this one, called Fur-Bearing Trout.  For all three tales by S. E. Schlosser, check out this link.

Fur-Bearing Trout

A Colorado Tall Tale

retold by

S. E. Schlosser

Now it happened that there was a mining camp in Colorado where more than an average number of the miners were bald. An enterprising hair tonic salesman from Kentucky decided to take advantage of this golden opportunity, so he made the trip north. It was a rainy summer evening. The salesman was headed towards the mining camp with four bottles of hair tonic under his arm. As he was crossing one of the trout streams which lead to the Arkansas River, the salesman slipped and dropped two bottles of hair tonic into the water. The bottles broke, and the hair tonic spilled into the stream.

Not too long after this incident, the fishermen along the Arkansas developed a new method for catching trout. They’d head to the bank of the river carrying a red and white barber pole and some scissors. Then they would set up the barber pole and call out: “Get your free shave and a hair cut here”. All the trout whose fur had grown to long or who needed their beards trimmed would hop right out of the water and be picked up by the fishermen. It wasn’t until the mills began muddying the waters so much that the fish couldn’t see the barber poles that the practice died out.

You can read more Colorado in S.E. Schlosser’s book Spooky Southwest.

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Haunted, A True Ghost Story

Below is a guest submission by Jules Ness, author of the book “Haunted” which can be found here on Amazon.  I love it when we get ghost stories submitted through out blog.  Please enjoy this one, and if you have any feedback, comments, or love you want to share with the author send them on.

HAUNTED, A TRUE GHOST STORY
Sometimes it is not your home that becomes haunted; sometimes there is a haunting of people. I know it to be true because that is what happened to me. I didn’t know it then, but the same ghost that was haunting me was also haunting a complete stranger that I would eventually meet. This ghost was so persistent it actually changed the paths of our lives.

It started with a dream for Tim. A ghost taunting him about things that happened to him that seemed so real he actually started to believe it himself even though he had no genuine recollection of it.

This was one of his first experiences with a visit from the ghost in his dreams. He found himself standing in the woods in the middle of a dense fog, it was misting to the point of almost raining. He blew on his hands to warm them and noticed he could see his breath when he exhaled. His feet were cold and as he looked down at them and noticed he did not have the heavy insulated boots on he normally wore when he went hiking, but instead a rather thin pair of tall leather boots. He stared at them feeling a bit confused. They were not his boots, but yet he recognized them. He stomped his feet a few times to get some circulation going in his feet. His legs were sore as though he had hiked for a very long time or had stood still for too long and they had fallen asleep.

He looked around himself to try to figure out where he was. Night was beginning to fall and the darkness mixed with the fog made it very difficult to distinguish his surroundings. He picked a direction and proceeded to began making his way through the woods, squinting in the dark trying to make out his surroundings.

He felt he had to urinate so he walked up to a tree and reached down to unzip his fly. He felt for the metal fastener and realized there was no zipper; instead he found large clumsy buttons. He managed to undo them enough so he could relieve himself and then had a terrible time closing them back up with his fingers being so cold. All he saw around him was the shadows of tremendous dark trees in the fog.

He found he had no choice but to continue on, trying to maintain a straight path, thinking sooner or later he would have to walk out of the woods. He stopped and listened momentarily to see if he could hear anything or anyone around him, but there was only total silence that fell on his ears. He continued on hearing only his own breathing and the sounds of his feet on the dead leaves and twigs snapping beneath the weight of his boots.
Suddenly very far off in the distance he thought he heard a voice call out. He stopped suddenly in mid stride and carefully listened. Again there was only complete silence. He took another step and then heard something once again. It was very faint and far away but definitely a voice calling out.

“Who’s there?” he called out in the darkness.

No one answered him; he continued to stand silent allowing his ears to pick up the slightest sound or movement. Again, he strained his eyes to pick up anything moving anywhere around him; turning in a full circle he checked all directions. In front of him he could just barely make out a very faint light flickering very far off in front of him. The moment he noticed the light he again heard a voice from the same direction. He aimed himself towards the light and set out in the direction of it taking long strides while he kept focused on it so as not to lose sight of it again, he felt lost. He knew it was very important not to lose sight of that flickering light.

He traveled towards it as quickly as he was able to, traveling through the thick underbrush and fallen branches, tripping and falling several times onto the cold wet ground. His palms were scratched and bleeding from trying to soften his fall whenever he tripped, but even so he could barely feel the pain. The light was growing slightly larger but it was an odd sort of light not steady like a flashlight would be but instead flickered like a flame would when a fire was lit in the dark.

He called out several times but no one replied. The only sound he could hear was the loud thundering of his heart beating from the exertion of travelling so quickly through the woods and his own heavy breathing. He felt as though he had travelled for miles and hours, but yet the light seemed to grow further away from him instead of closer. Exhausted now he knew he would have to stop for a bit.

He backed up against a large tree being very careful of never taking his eyes away from the light now so very far off in the distance. He laid his back against it and slowly slid down it into a squatting position against its trunk. He was trying to take some of the weight off his aching legs and feet. He leaned there trying to slow his heartbeat by drawing in long deep breathes and letting them back out very slowly, trying to allow his lungs to absorb as much oxygen as possible, it did not seem to be working. He felt as though he was being suffocated slowly, it was almost as though somebody were choking the air off at his windpipe with their hands.

He began to realize that he was approaching unconsciousness as his legs gave way from under him and he fell to the ground hard on his buttocks, the only thing keeping him upright was the huge tree trunk he had been leaning on. His eyes seemed to be losing focus as he continued to struggle to focus on the flickering light.

The trees already distorted in the fog were beginning to waver as though he were looking at them through water; his head was pounding in unison to his own heartbeat. The flickering light began to diminish but to a mere speck and was almost completely gone now. He reached his hand out to it as though he were trying to grab it and hold onto it to prevent it from disappearing from his sight completely.

“Please,” he mumbled, “please don’t leave me here alone.”

He felt drool drip in long strings from the corner of his mouth as he spoke and run down his neck. It felt as though his blood was trapped in his head causing his face to swell and bruise from the pressure. His eyelids felt as though they also were beginning to swell over his eyes so severely he had but a sliver of vision remaining through them, left now with nothing than mere slits to see through. He reached down and tried to rub his legs but he could not even feel his own hands on his flesh. They were cold and stiff to his touch. He felt tremendous fear.

He knew he was fading now from consciousness, he thought that perhaps it was time for him to pass from here; he had given in to the thought. He raised his eyes one last time towards the direction where the flickering light had been and suddenly there it was directly before him, huge and overwhelming like a great fire, the light now so bright it burned his eyes and the heat of it so intense his face felt as though the flesh were melting from it.
A small bit of the flame fell from the mass and landed on something lying in the grass near him. It almost looked like a belt or a strap to him. It ignited from the flame and began to burn following its length towards him, climbing up his chest and within inches of his neck. He patted on it desperately and felt above the flame, he realized that the strap was wrapped around his neck. He pulled at it desperately trying to pull it away from him but it seemed to be buried in the very flesh of his neck.

“Someone please help me,” he called out in the darkness.

Suddenly the pressure from his neck was gone and he could feel air fill his lungs once again. The fire disappeared simultaneously, but now there was a figure standing before him. As his vision cleared he realized it was a woman. She was standing in front of him with her head oddly cocked to one side.

“You must do as I say,” he heard her words in his head. That was when he woke. He went to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face. When he leaned forward to dry his face he noticed a mark on his neck. It almost looked like a tiny part of a rope burn. If it was just a dream how could it leave a physical mark?

My experiences also began with a dream, but I would eventually physically see the ghost just as Tim did. This was my first dream that started the whole haunting for me.
I found myself standing alone on a long narrow gravel road. It was very dark. There was a damp gray mist rolling along the ditches, almost appearing as though it were a gray ghost lurking against the total blackness that had enveloped me. I could see, despite the darkness, that tremendous trees lined both sides of the road beside me. They had no leaves; their branches were very long and black, blacker than the darkness itself was. They stretched out over the road from both sides, as though they were trying to touch each other above me, but then had somehow become snarled and twisted at their spiny tips; and now interlocked and tangled, they formed a tunnel effect above me and around me.

Despite the heavy mist and the darkness, I could still see clearly down the road before me and far off into the distance. There, in a pinpoint of light, I observed a shadow-like figure that appeared to be moving towards me. Even though I was deep in sleep, I could actually smell the dampness of the air and the aroma of the wet rotting bark of the huge black trees. I felt fear beginning to flow through me, clenching my body, paralyzing my legs and feet, and causing me to be unable to move them. I felt as though I was standing in hardened cement.

The figure continued to move slowly and deliberately towards me, making short jerky movements with every step it took. It seemed to take endless hours for it to reach me. I watched as it moved closer and closer. With no way for me to flee, I could only observe and wait. Now, finally, but a few yards from me, the figure abruptly stopped and stood completely motionless directly in front of me. The fog was now so dense I felt as though I were looking through very thick dirty glass that distorted the face and made it near impossible for me to make out any distinct features. I could feel the cold heavy air weighing on my skin. I glanced down to my forearm and observed that the dampness of the mist had formed a few tiny little beads of liquid on it. I watched as they suddenly gathered together to form one big water droplet that tickled me as it trickled off of my skin and toppled to the ground in slow motion. I had a sudden flashback of memory before my eyes. I saw my tears landing on top of the grease in my bowl of soup the night I learned of my mother’s impending death. I lifted my eyes back up to the figure, startled that it was now but a few inches from me. The mist had thinned enough to clearly see the features of the face. It was a woman; she was looking at me in a very odd sort of a way. She spoke to me, but her lips were not moving. It was as though I heard her with my mind.
“It is time for you to change.” That was all I heard, I found myself sitting up in my bed. The dream had sent chills down my arms. I reached to rub them and found them to be damp to the touch as though I had actually been in a damp fog.

This started many events that deeply affected mine and Tim’s life. It was a scary time for both of us, but eventually we found what the ghost was really after. They haunt you for a reason; there is something that they want from you. Sometimes you eventually find out what that is. This is actually based on a true story. I wrote a book about it if you are interested in everything that happened to me and this stranger. It is called, “Haunted” by Jules V Ness and is sold on Amazon. A hug to all of you that have had real experiences and no one to tell them to, know there are others out there that truly do believe.

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