New Mexico L.O.W.F.I

Yesterday, Pooka (pictured above) and myself decided to do some paranormal investigating – just like Shaggy and Scooby.  First we went to “haunted hill” where supposedly there is a cave where a man used to kill and dismember women.  At night people report hearing voices, bodies being drug across the ground and sometimes they see a light which resembles a lantern in some cases, in others it is just an eerie red light.  L.O.W.F.I.’s Andy Colvin visited haunted hill when he was here in Albuquerque and you can read about that here.  There were actually quite a lot of people out hiking the trails for 3 pm on a work day, but no ghosts that we saw.  We also did not see a cave or at least not what I would consider a cave.  There was a strange bunch of rocks that were marked with white paint, not graffiti, just a large spot of white paint.  Within those rocks was a small opening where you could imagine that someone could take shelter during a rain storm, but it wasn’t what I would call a cave.

I have been to haunted hill at night too, but I didn’t stay long and didn’t see any weird lights.  However, being there during the day I looked for anything like light reflectors that might make someone think they are seeing a light and I didn’t see any of those either.

As for the story itself, I and nobody I know of that has ever looked into it has found any evidence of a serial murderer killing women there.  Although, it does seem that this story has been around for a long time.  I can remember my grandmother telling me as a child about a man that killed women there in the foothills as a warning not to get into cars with strangers.

If anyone is interested, Albuquerque Ghost Hunters did an investigation and picked up some EVPs, you can find out about that here.  I don’t think that is the same “cave” that I photographed.  I saw several similar type “caves” but assumed it was that one since it seemed to be marked so people would know.

After Pooka scared away all the ghosts by peeing on every little bush that we passed we decided to go somewhere else and headed up to Cedar Crest, along the Turquoise Trail, to a little tiny cemetery.  More about that in part 2.

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