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I couldn't find any other thread covering spooky experiences of those insane folk who get their kicks exploring caves and mines.
Feel free to move this into an extant thread if need be.
To anyone even slightly claustrophobic (I can get a bit twitchy in lifts and tube trains), this hobby sounds like the stuff of nightmares.
Reading about it though is strangely compelling. Even fictional accounts, like the legendary Creepypasta "Ted the Caver" are delightfully chilling.
I did a little Googling, in the expectation that cavers would have some spooky tales to tell and wasn't disappointed.
Let's start with some anecdotes from The Peak District, where something of a common theme emerges - namely that the last of the team to exit the cave system seems to be prone to hear or see things and even feel a ghostly hand touching them. I liked the matter-of-fact acceptance that it was probably just "T'Owd Man" messing with them.
Here's one to get you started and the link to the rest of the archive:
"Some years ago several of our club had a trip into Water Icicle, needless to say before we went down we discussed in some detail "odd" experiences" various members had reported on previous trips.
One of our group was particularly disturbed by these stories, as a child he had briefly occupied a house the had to be exorcised.
Needless to say he was the last person out, as he sat at the bottom of shaft in the entrance chamber his imagination began to get the better of him and he was most unhappy (scared stiff). A call came from above "rope free", thankfully he stood up but as he walked towards the rope he heard something (someone?) shuffling towards him along the passage. He turned round but there was nothing there. Imagination?
He clipped onto the rope and began to climb. Suddenly he felt a tug from below, not daring to look down he climbed as fast as he could. Once inside the narrow part of the shaft he felt a little less "exposed",he paused for a brief rest and plucked up the courage to look down. Below him he could see the glow of what appeared to be a miner's candle!
He immediately set off at high speed but no matter how fast he climbed the "candle" followed him, when he stopped it stopped! When he climbed it too began to climb. By now he was petrified, an understatement if ever there was one.
I was sitting at the top of the shaft and as he hauled himself unceremoniously over the lip I .......
( to be continued-maybe)"
https://ukcaving.com/board/index.php?topic=14495.0
Feel free to move this into an extant thread if need be.
To anyone even slightly claustrophobic (I can get a bit twitchy in lifts and tube trains), this hobby sounds like the stuff of nightmares.
Reading about it though is strangely compelling. Even fictional accounts, like the legendary Creepypasta "Ted the Caver" are delightfully chilling.
I did a little Googling, in the expectation that cavers would have some spooky tales to tell and wasn't disappointed.
Let's start with some anecdotes from The Peak District, where something of a common theme emerges - namely that the last of the team to exit the cave system seems to be prone to hear or see things and even feel a ghostly hand touching them. I liked the matter-of-fact acceptance that it was probably just "T'Owd Man" messing with them.
Here's one to get you started and the link to the rest of the archive:
"Some years ago several of our club had a trip into Water Icicle, needless to say before we went down we discussed in some detail "odd" experiences" various members had reported on previous trips.
One of our group was particularly disturbed by these stories, as a child he had briefly occupied a house the had to be exorcised.
Needless to say he was the last person out, as he sat at the bottom of shaft in the entrance chamber his imagination began to get the better of him and he was most unhappy (scared stiff). A call came from above "rope free", thankfully he stood up but as he walked towards the rope he heard something (someone?) shuffling towards him along the passage. He turned round but there was nothing there. Imagination?
He clipped onto the rope and began to climb. Suddenly he felt a tug from below, not daring to look down he climbed as fast as he could. Once inside the narrow part of the shaft he felt a little less "exposed",he paused for a brief rest and plucked up the courage to look down. Below him he could see the glow of what appeared to be a miner's candle!
He immediately set off at high speed but no matter how fast he climbed the "candle" followed him, when he stopped it stopped! When he climbed it too began to climb. By now he was petrified, an understatement if ever there was one.
I was sitting at the top of the shaft and as he hauled himself unceremoniously over the lip I .......
( to be continued-maybe)"
https://ukcaving.com/board/index.php?topic=14495.0