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We made a couple of night stops at the old cemetery.  Really, I didn’t get any ghostly feeling there.  It was a very calm place, like everyone was at peace.

On the other hand…

This house really caught my attention.  It seemed to be abandoned and when I checked with locals that was the case.  Apparently whoever had been living there just disappeared and they have no idea what happened to that person or if the house will eventually be put up for sale.  The house was only two buildings down from our hotel.  One night we sat on the porch there (there are chairs and a table out) at 2 am.  This was before I asked about the house and Britton thought that someone must live there because he could feel someone watching us from inside, I had the same feeling.  It was a very spooky place, but not really in a bad way.  I felt no danger sitting there.  The photo I took also had lots of orbs in it.  You can see the full sized pic here.

That is Soda Dam, which is just esoteric looking, whether or not there are any spirits hanging around.

Here’s the strange experience I had while visiting the Kelly ghost town this past Monday: Forty minutes had passed. I assumed I was on borrowed time when it came to being completely isolated at the mine’s headframe structure and gaping mouth. With the morning growing late, inevitably, some other tourist/hiker would arrive, destroying the serenity and interrupting the flow of my ongoing EVP and photo sessions. While Kelly is at least three or four miles from the nearest house, and is neatly tucked into the mountainside, it does draw an occasional visitor or two over the course of a few hours.

However, thanks to the elevation and utter silence around the entire location, whether at the mine, cemetery or in “town,” you’re always alerted when someone has arrived. Up to that point, I hadn’t heard a single vehicle driving around or voices of any kind that would indicate I had company down below. But feeling a combination of luck and greed to have had the mine all to myself for so long, I decided to start back towards the old abandoned foundations in town.

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Find out more and watch John’s cool video here.  I love the shots of the old graveyard!

So up in Cedar Crest (a small mountain community) which is just a few minutes east of Albuquerque, right off the main highway is a little cemetery.  I remember many years ago my sister asked someone about it and they said it was a Pet Cemetery.  It was only a few years back when someone mentioned to me a relative of theirs being buried there that I realized it wasn’t a Pet Cemetery.  During the nice months of the year we sometimes take Pooka up to Cedar Crest for hamburgers at Burger Boy, which is only a building away from the cemetery.  We sit outside and eat and often I stare at that little cemetery and think that some day I will walk over there and have a look around, but I never did until yesterday.

It is a very small cemetery but it is kept up very well.  No weeds covering the graves and they are always decorated with bright plastic flowers and other things.  I assume that there is a caretaker that lives in the little house next to it, but maybe not.

I decided to not actually enter the cemetery because I had Pooka with me and if there was a caretaker they might possibly get angry about my dog maybe peeing on a grave. :)  The Ramones Pet Cemetery kept playing in my mind and I sang along under my breath as we walked around.  Most of the graves that I could see dated from the late 1950s – 1970s.  Some were newer, but I didn’t see any older than that.  I took some photos and then Pooka and I decided our adventure day was over and we would go home because she was getting very hot out in the sun.

Two of the photos I took have this misty type effect in only one area of the photo, which I thought was kind of strange.  One of those photos also had two blue orbs in it.

The large full photos are here (that one also has the blue orbs) and here.  I suppose someone could think that mistiness is due to a smudge on the lens, but the photos before and after those don’t have it and I didn’t clean the lens so it should have been it the photos I took after.  Possibly it is something to do with the way the sunlight is hitting that area.

The only other thing I thought was strange while I was there (though not necessarily the least fortean) was this strange tombstone:

The full photo is here.  I couldn’t read any of the other writing on the tombstone except Monster.  Strange stone too, it was actually a stone with the middle part cut out of it and what seemed to be some sort of clearish film in the window (dirty glass maybe?).  I am going to go back without Pooka next week so I can go inside and get a closer look.

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.

Cemeteries of New Mexico | Season of Shadows Blog

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During this past summer, my mom and I frequented several cemeteries, spanning from Albuquerque, all the way down to Magdalena, New Mexico. Armed with the basics: a digital camera, digital voice recorders and EMF detectors; our intentions were to capture communication from the “other side.” Being new to conducting paranormal investigations (even in an amateur way), but not being strangers to supernatural happenings, we assumed graveyards were as good a place as any to begin our experiments.

After just a few visits, we started receiving bizarre, precursor clicking sounds, followed by disembodied voices in the form of EVP (admittedly, most were Class “C” quality) embedded on our digital voice recorders. At that point, we were very excited and highly motivated to continue our search with even more gusto.

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Legend of The Crying Woman | Season of Shadows Blog

I spent Halloween Evening in the little town of Madrid, NM.  Madrid is a great place to spend Halloween for many reasons, but chief among them — the ghosts.  Madrid is an old mining/ghost town.  In my photo I was actually trying to get a photo of the ghoul decoration hanging from the ceiling and I got all kinds of ghostly orbs too. :)  Shouldn’t be a surprise because the Mine Shaft is known to be haunted:

But the most haunted of all places in Madrid is said to be the Mine Shaft Tavern. Though it burned down on Christmas Day, 1944, Madrid’s town father, Oscar Huber, rebuilt the tavern for the many coal miners of the area. It reopened in 1947 and has been open ever since. Some remodeling of the old saloon was completed in 1982; however, no changes were made to its historic bar — the longest bar in New Mexico. Today, this historic saloon continues to serve the many visitors along the Turquoise Trail.

Staff as well as guests have often seen glasses fall from their perches and crashing to the floor in bits and pieces. Doors are often seen opening with unseen hands and swinging back and forth. From the six inch thick adobe walls, mysterious sounds are often heard and after closing hours, numerous objects and furnishings are moved about. However, the most unsettling reports are the stories told by staff of looking in the mirror and instead of seeing their own reflections, they see a ghost.

You can see the full size version of my orb pic here.  I hope everyone had a great Halloween and Happy Dia de los Muertos!