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Ghost Tour
Last night, we took a trip up to Gettysburg for the ghost tour. I had high hopes of seeing, hearing or experiencing something creepy.
Gettysburg is supposed to be one of the most haunted places in America. This is due to the fact that approximately 50,000 Americans lost their lives in a period of three short days during this Civil War Battle.
(Sorry for going all Wikipedia on you. I guess I just want to prove that my blog isn’t all pop culture and fluff. That is pretty much the end of the history lesson for the day. Back to complete and utter nonsense.)
We spent about an hour wondering around town looking for ghosts. I told my husband to keep his eye out for individuals that may look like people, but really aren’t of this world. He asked how you would know the difference and I told him you would just know. (I really had no clue but I like to pretend that I do.)
The town itself is very quaint and we enjoyed walking the streets playing the ghosts or real people game for awhile. When we bored of this, we went into a few shops to see lots of spoons, shot glasses and magnets. And of course t-shirts.
The other thing we noticed was that every corner you turn there is a sign for a ghost tour. The town seems to be trying to cash in on the fact that it is haunted. I really don’t blame them. I believe in the “if you got it flaunt it” motto.
We chose this tour:
Our tour didn’t start until 11pm because it was called the “mature tour”. We chose this one because it was supposed to be the scariest one in town according to random websites that I visited to plan this trip.
Since the tour started so late and we had a few hours to kill, we decided to go on our own little ghost hunt.
First we made our way to the Jennie Wade house. This is the site of the only civilian killed during the Battle of Gettysburg and is supposed to be one of the most haunted places in town. Unfortunately, it was already closed for the night, so my husband just stood outside and pretended to be scared.
We walked along and came across this creepy horse and wagon. My husband thought it would be a good idea to sit in it and take a picture to see if a ghost appeared in the shot. Unfortunately there was a sign that said to Keep Off so I just stood next to it.
No ghost. Darn.
We decided to kick it up a notch and went wondering onto the battlefields. We weren’t really supposed to be there because it was after dark, but I’d read that if you just walk around there at night you might experience something.
I wanted to be scared, but I wasn’t. I wanted to see something, but I didn’t. I wanted to feel something, but I didn’t.
All I felt was cold. And I’m not talking about the Sixth Sense kind of cold. I was just freezing because I chose to wear ballet flats without socks instead of a more sensible footwear option. I’m stupid like that.
Who was I trying to impress? Maybe the (cute) Confederate soldier ghosts? I don’t know.
We finally gave up on our ghost hunting expedition and made our way to the local pub to get some different kind of spirits.
I had two glasses of wine and was feeling fine. We had dinner, annoyed our waitress with questions of ghosts, listened to bad live music and then finally it was time to start the tour.
The tour was an overall disappointment. Our guides were more interested in making us laugh than they were in scaring us. I felt like they were auditioning to be the next Dane Cook. We soon found out that it was called the “mature” tour because they were allowed to drop the F-bomb. That isn’t what I paid for. I wanted real terror, not bad comedy.
The closest I came to experiencing anything even remotely ghoulish was when they took us to this place called “The Grove”. It was a field with a row of trees next to the high school.
As soon as we got there, I did feel a different kind of energy. It was a strange feeling. I didn’t get chills or anything like that (how would I know since I was so damn cold). I guess the best way to describe it was that there was a heavier feel to the air there. It almost was like being on an airplane with the cabin pressure. It is hard to explain, but there was something odd taking place.
The funny thing is that of all the pictures I took that night, the only ones that had anything remotely ghost-like was the one I took in that area.
Someone just tell me that those are orbs so I can feel like I got my $11 worth.
After The Grove, they took us into the woods and told us a story about a hissing 13 year old girl ghost with long nails and stringy hair. They told us to take pictures of the trees because sometimes you might see a figure hanging from one of them. Sadly, mine were just boring old trees.
The last part of our tour took place in the basement of The Farnsworth House–the 7th most haunted inn of America. The basement was decorated to look like a funeral parlor and they called it the Mourning Theater. I tooka picture of the dead guy in the coffin because it was the closes thing I saw to a soldier ghost.
Wanna-be-Dane-Cook told us more tales of guest’s experiences staying at the inn and of course there was more bad comedy. It is probably a bad sign that I actually started falling asleep in the middle of his tales. I blame the wine and the dark. And of course the fact that it was almost 1am by that point probably didn’t help much either.
At the end of the tour, I tried to snap a picture in the mirror because we all know how creepy things tend to show up on mirrors (If you’ve ever tried saying Black Aggie 10 times in the dark at a sleepover you know what I mean).
Alas, the mirror was ghost free.
My Gettysburg ghost tour was a letdown, so I’m going to ask my commenters to tell me your own haunted experiences.
Have you ever seen a ghost? Do you believe in ghosts? What is the scariest story you’ve ever been told?
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Yeah I’ve never seen a ghost and I’m not entirely sure if I believe in them. Ghost tours sound fun to me mainly because I’m a nerd and I’d enjoy the “history lesson” with a little spooky thrown in for fun. And the walking around late at night like I’m cool again bit - I could buy into that.
I hope you had fun at least even if you didn’t get ghosted.
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We used to live in Savannah and they are big on ghost tours too. We’ve never been on one though since I’m a big whimp. lol! Sounds like you had fun!
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I went to Charleston for my brothers wedding a few years back, we went on a ghost tour (since they’re big there, also) and enjoyed the stories. Most of the stories were of people that had died and they are thought to haunt places. The kids liked it too (mine was 6 yo and nephew was 10yo) and they loved the stories. My favorite is the ghost at Poogan’s Porch (it’s a restaurant). The old spinster was a teacher and was so mean that she cut all the erasers off the pencils because mistakes were not allowed. Now, she haunts the building the restaurant is in. We took tons of pictures and orbs are all in them. They look like bubbles in the air. Being Catholic it’s hard to believe in ghosts, but with all the evidence (stories) I find it hard NOT to believe in them… maybe it’s their purgatory, or something!!!
Oh, and another good story, a friend of mine had an aunt who inherited her aunts house here in town. The oldest aunt was considered to be mean, mean, mean. When the house was sold, the new owners would come home to the TV being on ( and they were sure they had turned it off) in the bedroom where the old aunt slept. A few times they would walk in and the TV would be on and the bed would be sloped like someone was laying on it. They got a priest to come and bless the house. The next day the grass turned brown and the dog got sick. Another call to the priest, exorcism on the dog took place and the next day the dog was fine and the grass was green again…. wicked scary, huh???
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I’ve always wanted to go on a ghost tour and actually, my little sister went on one in Gettysburg this weekend—wonder if you were on the same tour?
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HATE scary anything, HATE… but I know what you mean by the creepy things showing up in the mirror. That thing manages to spook me every morning.
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I did a post back in August about a little ghost girl at nearby Mulberry Plantation here in SC. The caretaker of the property declares that she is real and my Lorelai declares that she had an experience with Robin, as they call her.
http://sbelle-lifeofasouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-ghost-girl.html
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Well, at least you had a DATE!!!
And yes, those battlefields are creeeeeeeeeepy!
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I grew up in a haunted house so I definitely believe in ghosts. I promise I’ll tell some stories on my blog in a few weeks.
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I’ve always wanted to go on one of those tours, but I’m a big fat chicken. There used to be a show on MTV where a bunch of kids would stay in a haunted place overnight and I got freaked out just watching it, so I’m pretty sure I would die if I ever actually came into contact with a ghost. So I’d chalk your tour up to a success.
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I don’t believe in ghosts, but I did go on this awesome ghost tour in New Orleans.
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My two cents on your weird “orb” pic… it looks like a ghost must be mooning you. That serioulsy looks like a pair of naked buns shining in the dark. Are you sure a high schooler wasn’t walking around trying to give everyone a shock? LOL. That’s all I see, besides the blurred green lights that is. NAKED BUNS.
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at least you get to see all this “historical” places.
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My friend and I just recently took our daughters on a ghost walking tour of Louisville. I have to say, it was disappointing. We didnt’ see or hear anything really scary. But, it was still fun to be out in the city at night and learning about the historical buildings. I love that kind of stuff.
Years ago, we were driving to Florida for vacation. We just had two kids at the time; they were probably around ages 3 and 9 months. It’s about a nine hour drive. We had left around 11 p.m., to drive straight through the night when the kids would be more likely to sleep. Somewhere around 3:30 or 4:00 in the morning, my husband had to go to the bathroom really badly. We were on a two lane highway, that was mostly a rural-residential area. There was absolutely nothing in site as far as an open gas station or any place to use the restroom. He couldn’t wait, so he pulled over and decided to pee on the side of the road. We pulled into a small gravel lot that was across the street from a house that sat back a fair distance from the road. While he was taking care of business, we both suddenly heard a “dragging” noise. In the yard of that house across the street, we both saw what looked like an old lady all dressed in white. She seemed to slowly be walking down the middle of the yard toward the road. It was very creepy! Even my husband hot-footed it back into the car to hurry up and leave. We drove off in a hurry, never really knowing what it was that we actually saw. I feel sure that we did really see someone. But, it was probably just some older person coming out to get the newspaper or something. Thinking back to it, we are really disappointed that we didn’t stick around a few more minutes to see for sure what it was. That’s about the extent of our “ghost” experience.
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Well, I can’t see the pictures at work because of our stupid web filter, but will definitely check them out when I go home. I love this kind of stuff!! Fun! I”m sorry the tour was disappointing, though. I’ve always wanted to do something like that, the closest I’ve come was the Jack the Ripper walking tour of London. That was cool.
No scary experiences that I know of (not THIS variety of scary, anyway), but when my daughter woke me up in the wee hours this morning I was channel-surfing and saw that TNT was showing The Ring. THANK YOU, BUT NO. Not in the middle of the night for sure, as I would probably never sleep again.
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Our church parsonage in Indiana was believed to be used by the underground railroad during the Civil War. My brother (age 5) used to wake up in the middle of the night screaming. We never really understood why. My dad recently spoke to the pastor that’s at the church now . He has an older son that’s positive he’s seen a person/ghost/whatever in the room that my brother and I used to sleep in. Creepy.
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That last pic kinda creeped me out a little bit. Yikes.
I grew up in a house that was built by my relatives during the Civil War. Lots of people have lived and died in it. I have lots of interesting “ghost” stories. But nothing scary. They were all friendly ghosts! Like Casper.
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I just posted my ghost story this morning. I have to say, I believe. A little.
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me and my family rent the whole The Farnsworth House for the night what a experiance but i went on the tour i took a pitcure (when in the woods) and caught a green figure in the connor???? zoom it in haunted tour
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