Haunted Photographs III

 

 

Halloween, 2010

 

 

Do you see the eye in the window?

 

 

Here’s a picture of a building used as a brothel. I’ve got other images of it on the Haunted Photographs II page

 

 

We’re back in the abandoned mining region of Montana. The area is rich in ghost towns and ghost legends. Sometimes they’re hard to get to, but these abandoned settlements have a feel all their own. I went alone for most of these investigations and let me tell you; the vibes were high.

 

 

This is a particularly weird old house. It was a spooky night in a spooky place.

 

 

How many faces do you see in this wall?

 

 

I don’t really attach much importance to orbs, but the irregularly-shaped light above the bush is interesting.

 

 

This is Mr. Overalls.

 

 

The Grass House is alone on a hill. One can only wonder the secrets it keeps.

 

 

Sphinx Mountain, in Southwestern Montana, near Yellowstone on the Madison River.

 

 

This is Virginia City, Montana. It’s a restored Old-West boom town, but it’s not particularly touristy. Jack Slade was hanged here and there are ghost stories a-plenty. The strange thing is, not all of them are antiques. I have my own story to tell about the corner you see above.

One cloudy day, I was walking down the street. In the above picture, I would be to the extreme right, before the bay window, and walking into the frame. I noticed a girl crossing the street toward me. She looked to be in her early twenties, very “punk” looking. Her hair was died a red-purple and she was wearing all black, studded clothing. She mad multiple facial piercings and didn’t look happy. She was very pale and had a fierce scowl on her face. To tell the truth, she looked like a junkie.

She reached the other side of the street and turned town hill. I was only about five steps from her. When I reached the corner, I obviously turned to steal another glance at such an unusual and out-of-place character.

 

She was gone.

 

 

Those kinds of stories are all over Virginia City. Others tell of a vanishing man. Just a normal looking man in modern clothes, wearing a cowboy hat. One second you see him and the next he’s gone.

 

Do you see the skull-faced girl? She’s holding something in her hand.

 

 

Skull Boy

 

 

Virginia City at night

 

 

This is a classic ghostly window.

 

 

The miners who fed these towns, worked in lonely places, far from anything and anyone.

 

 

This old cabin is twelve miles outside of town.

 

 

Here’s the Assay Office where they took their gold.

 

 

And the Billiard Hall where they spent their money.

 

 

The Coin Exchange

 

 

Things are trying to come through. You could feel it that night.

 

 

Another view of the old Brothel

 

 

I call this The Sunset Face.