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Any weird legends in your area?
Posted by ThriftShopRomantic • 7/15/08 • Subscribe to this Discussion [RSS] • Report This Topic
Tags: bigfoot, everglades, humor, legend, myths, nessie, skunk ape
Local legends say that down in the Florida Everglades, on the way to my dad's place, lurks the Skunk Ape...
Whose slogan is (and this makes me laugh every time)--
"The Southernmost BigFoot in the U.S.A"
He is called the Skunk Ape because he's a bit... shall we say... malodorous.
(You can check out my plan for helping the Skunk Ape clean up his act here: cabbages-n-kings.blogspot.com/2008/07/southernmost-bigfoot-in-usa.html
Anyone else have a local myth or legend you care to share?
I figure, given BC has folks from all over the world, there might be some fun ones.
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Well there was this old, ruined and uninhabited castle close to where I used to live. It was said to be haunted by a "yekshi" which is (guys you'll like this) a female vampire.
Now the myth of the "yekshi" is that she is a woman who has died of a gruesome death and is not happy that she's dead. So ... what she does is go out at night dressed in a very provocative sari (traditional Indian dress for women) and seduce men to their death. Apparently these vampires are extremely voluptuous and sexy that it's hard not to fall in their charms.
I lived there during those turbulent and lustful teenage years and I cannot tell you how much I wanted to be seduced by one of those!
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There's a rumour in my town that there's a crazy man living in my house. I'm scared now since I'm the only person in here.
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Mothman which I know nothing about. I just kind of roll my eyes.
When I live in Cleveland I lived around the corner of the bridge where the torso murders happened.
www.trutv.com/library/crime/serial_killers/unsolved/kingsbury/index_1.html
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ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I live in Austin!!!
The only difference here is the legends are real:
Stevie Ray Vaughn
Congress Street Bridge Bats
Kinky Friedman
UT Clock tower (all sorts of legends about that)
There are also legends about the Clay Pit restaurant in downtown being haunted. The building is real old and there is a dining area downstairs with metal rings hangin from the wall where they used to chain up slaves.
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The Jersey Devil is probably our most famous. The 13th child of the 13th born on the 13th or something like that.
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There was a local legend of a witch back in my hometown named "Pig Woman" - who purportedly would attack people saying her name at a spooky little bridge. "Pig Woman Bridge" it was called.
Strangely, all the trees seemed to bed away from the bridge, so the saying was that they were 'bending away from evil.'
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Oh my god - This story is actaully on the internet!
books.google.com/books?id=L0iv57e2mXEC&pg=PA52&lpg=PA52&dq=pig+woman+bridge...-
LOL - it does. What's weird is this - I actually had an encounter similar to the first hand account on page 2 of that link.
We went up there drinking and making fun of the legend - and we heard something running after us through the woods.
It is an inherently creepy place. Most likely it was a deer and our imaginations were running amok (not to mention our cognitive skills were thus dulled from the Rolling Rock and Bud Ice....why the hell we drank that stuff is another story).
Suffice to say, I never went back to Pig Woman Bridge.
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The Frogman - He lives in the canyon and hides in the bushes, waiting for people to breakdown on the side of the road. He takes them away never to be seen again.
A Haunted Nunnery - There's a old nunnery up in the canyon. I guess there were some murders there and people say that to this day, you can hear the voices of the dead people screaming out. -
around this pit of an area, there's just the one big legend: Belle Gunness, the first female serial killer in the U.S. think internet dating predator - except this was early 1900s and she put her ads in the norwegian newsletters in chicago to lure men with no family and with money out to her farm, where she killed them, buried them and claimed they'd either never shown up or that they'd already left.
then, her farmhouse mysteriously burned down. in the basement, they found the bodies of her children laid out ... and a female body without a head.
there's a forensic anthropologist who is now trying to ascertain if the headless body really was belle, or if she faked her death. the exhumation of belle's casket earlier this summer, unfortunately, only created more problems as there were extra children's bones in the coffin and no one knows how those got there!
the prevailing theory is that belle killed another woman, left her body to be burned up (decapitated her to confuse the identity issue) and then moved out to California. the theory goes that Esther Carlson in LA killed a man in a similar way to Belle and many suspected that she was actually Belle Gunness - but Carlson died before her case could come to trial.
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In my area we have the strange legend of the massively fat bulimic Prescott, he is said to haunt Chinese restaurants in the area and attack people foolish enough to carry cans of Carnation milk or Marks and Spencer trifles.
Obviously I don't believe it, I think it's more likely to be a Skunk ape on holiday.
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We've got a haunted school legend, based in a town called Absaraka. I just like to say Absaraka, mostly. It sounds like a piece of exercise equipment crossed with a torture device. Wait, aren't those the same thing?
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down in the dallas/fort worth area is a li'l burb called duncanville. and aroundabouts there is a place called witch mountain. my guess is that this area has finally been de-witch-ified by now and is all new development, but back when i was in college, this was a scary place.
there was one road which went thru this area and on the end by the highway, there was a gate. during the day, it was open. supposedly, at night, the cops would station a car there and close the gate. if you insisted on going up there, the cops would open the gate for you - with the warning that if you got into ANY trouble, they would not help you. not even if the car broke down just after they closed the gate behind you.
a mile or two inside the gate was a really cool old cemetery. the one time i went there (during the day as the girl who told me about it was a wuss and wouldn't go at nite), it was obvious that a bunch of hooligans had been working on destroying the place for quite some time. two sides of the cemetery were fenced with old, black wrought-iron fencing. the other two sides were bounded by woods and the long side also had a steep drop-off to a creek or small river below.
i had never heard the wind make those horror movie whistles before going out there.
the legend, of course, is that a bunch of satan-worshippers ruled the place and i have to say there was something odd about the whole area. for one, i could see where one grave had been recently dug up. not recently buried, recently dug UP with all of the graveside decorations and flowers mixed into the mound of dirt. when i went up closer to that grave, there was a hole big enough to drop down into and as far as i could tell, there was actually a tunnel down beneath the graves. i wanted to investigate further, but allowed myself to be talked out of it.
other people told me later that yes, there was a group of whacked-out nutbags who would go out there and yes, they had dug a tunnel system over a series of years.
i actually was friends with someone who, when i told the story of my having gone out there, she turned 18 shades of pale and made me promise to never go back out there again. she said during her rebellion against her preacher father, she'd joined up with said whacked-out nutbags and whether you believe in their "abilities" or not, they were at the very least violent li'l wannabees. it had been at least 5 years since she'd had contact with them and she was still getting threatening visits and phone calls from them.
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pig woman would dig a better tunnel system with her hooves.
Seriously though - let's grab a midget and head out there. We can make the midget crawl through the tunnels and report back to us.
Umm...what "powers" exactly were they supposed to have? I'm just curious so that we know how to properly costume our midget friend for his tunnel excersion. You know - safety and all.
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"I'm just curious so that we know how to properly costume our midget friend for his tunnel excersion." LOL
I had a football coach in high school that was a long range reconnaissance guy in Vietnam (the war lest anyone be confused). He was short so he was always the guy they sent into the tunnels. Poor short people.
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We have catboy of Durham ... a male student who dresses up as a cat on a regular base.
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Big Foot it turns out, (unfortunately, but expected) was created by a person. He let the cat outta the bag shortly before his death that he made it up for the benefit of stories for his grandkids.
But his (bigfoot) legend lasted and spread quite a bit prior to that. So much in fact, that there are actually people who still believe it.
As for a real legend, and only slightly less well known than bigfoot, is the Legend that,
I am amazingly amazing.
But that legend is also categorized as a myth.
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"The 'Wog' in Barrow County, GA that was described by Native Americans and early settlers as about the size of a horse, but with two legs longer than the others and a strange tail that made a sound when it walked."
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Just a few hundred feet from the bottom of my driveway was a sighting location for Bigfoot. This happened years before I lived up here. I tried to find a story on-line about it. I could only find this link. www.bigfootforums.com/index.php?showtopic=18934
As the story goes, a couple were staying in a camp trailer just up the road and spotted this “thing” that they swear was Bigfoot. They were so scared that they fled the property that night and went to the nearby bar to get help. I personally know a person who was at the bar that night. He said he didn’t know what the couple saw up on the mountain but he did say that whatever they saw scared them to death. He said he had never seen anyone that terrified before. The couple was so scared that they just left the trailer up there and never returned. -
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We have the ghosts of the Lemp Mansion. Other than that, I don't know.
Where I'm from, CT, there is the legend of the green lady. My brother and I went to green lady cemetery, and as much as I love ghost stories, this one is definitely a load of bull. There's also the one about parking your car under some tree on a certain night when someone hung themselves and you should hear their feet scraping on the hood of your car.
Honestly, I think a lot of CT legends are just adapted from bigger urban legends!
Oh yes, then there's Dudleytown: www.ghostvillage.com/legends/dudleytown.shtml -
In our town's local cemetary, for decades, there were sightings of a glowing grave. Actually, it's the tombstone that's glowing. I and many others I've been with, have seen it with our own eyes. You can see it from the road when you drive past the cemetary at night.
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The most famous one we have is the legend of Finn McCool. He was a Giant from Ulster that had a problem with another Scotish giant. First he scooped up some earth and threw it at him but it fell short into the irish sea. The hollow left became Lough Neagh and the lump of earth became the Isle of Mann. After this he started to build a bridge over to scotland this is how the Giants Causeway came into being. All true.
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yah, I live right near Stull, Kansas. Which somehow is supposedly like a gateway to hell or something, at least the old Stull church grounds is supposedly, (church was torn down to dispel rumors and tourists). They used to have ceremonies and people who wanted to come see ghosts and stuff all the time, but the locals really hate it.
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We have one or two legendary figures from Shropshire
Matthew Webb, first man to swim the channel, died swimming Niagara Falls, I believe.
John Mytton, now there was a colourful man: manged to lose the family fortune in super quick time, there are lots of legends about him and is known locally as "Mad Jack":
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Mytton
and Edric who is still said to be riding over the Shropshire hills in the mist...missing his fairy wife, Godda
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There's a quaint little building at one corner of a side street in the city. It used to be an old house converted into a bar by countless businesses that fold up after just a few months of operation. An unmistakable feature is a broken glass window pane that resembles a pregnant woman. Legend has it that a case of teenaged pregnancy resulted in self-abortion killing the girl. People still hear her cries in the middle of the night. The glass window has been repeatedly replaced, but only to crack in the same place producing the same image - the pregnant girl! A seafood restaurant which opened a few months ago just closed, and the glass pane cracked again. Now there's a new window and a spanking establishment - a jazz bar. A waitress suddenly resigned and wouldn't say why, and the cook complained of strange noises in the kitchen. In a few months, the window will crack....
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