What Do Road Ghosts Do When There's No Traffic?

What do road ghosts do when there's no traffic?

  • Simply wait, hoping they will be seen.

    Votes: 3 16.7%
  • They are merely projected from one's psyche

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Much the same thing as video cassette waiting to be played

    Votes: 7 38.9%
  • They're off poltergoosting or appearing in a photo somewhere

    Votes: 3 16.7%
  • Busy at the day-job in another dimension

    Votes: 5 27.8%

  • Total voters
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escargot

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If there's such a thing as ghosts which exist independently of whether or not people see them, a road ghost could be traipsing along its preferred route forever, occasionally livening up the journeys of the passers-by whose paths it crosses.
 

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According to this survey, 1/3 of Londoners report having seen a ghost whilst behind the wheel. So one must assume they are just doing their thing, whatever that may be.

This is how many motorists think they’ve seen a ghost while driving on 'haunted roads'
Fancy yourself as a ghost hunter?

Then forget about exploring old haunted houses and get on the open road.

For a real scare, you need to get behind the wheel and check out some of England and Scotland’s spookiest highways.

A new survey by Selectcarleasing shows that one third of Londoners say they’ve encountered a spectre while behind the wheel.

Folks in Scotland and North West England are also convinced there are more ‘dead’ things on the tarmac than just roadkill.


https://www.cambridge-news.co.uk/news/uk-world-news/how-many-motorists-think-theyve-17659688
 

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#34
What Do Road Ghosts Do When There's No Traffic?


Among the arrows in their quivers of mischief are:

a) Setting the motorway signs to reduce traffic speed progressively for no reason whatsoever.

b) Cones. Just...cones.

c) Erasing tarmac markings so that, when you arrive at the four-lane roundabout, you’re always in the wrong lane for your turn.

d) Ensuring magically that there’s only one Costa on your 600-mile trip, and that one’s half a mile from your home. Just close enough to remind you that you fancy a cappuccino, but don’t want to break your journey already; then to leave you in the throes of caffeine deprivation for 599½ miles.

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Sounds like a specialized form of highway hypnosis. Somebody needs to do a study or it and publish a report!
When driving late at night and especially when tired I've seen all sorts of weirdness. It's what happens when you're trying to concentrate over the demands of a fatigued body for sleep.
OTOH I've never encountered a ghost or Black Dog when cycling. One assumes it's because there's a longer time available for weighing up what's seen, there's fresh air to keep you awake, the lighting might not be as good, etc.
 

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What about if there's no road? As in an old route being left abandoned when a new route or bypass opens up.
Does the ghost still haunt the disused road?
Yup, there are plenty of anecdotes about ghosts travelling along long-unseen roads and paths.

The idea is eloquently expressed in Rudyard Kipling's 1910 poem The Way Through the Woods -

They shut the road through the woods
Seventy years ago.
Weather and rain have undone it again,
And now you would never know
There was once a road through the woods
Before they planted the trees.
It is underneath the coppice and heath,
And the thin anemones.
Only the keeper sees
That, where the ring-dove broods,
And the badgers roll at ease,
There was once a road through the woods.

Yet, if you enter the woods
Of a summer evening late,
When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools
Where the otter whistles his mate.
(They fear not men in the woods,
Because they see so few)
You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,
And the swish of a skirt in the dew,
Steadily cantering through
The misty solitudes,
As though they perfectly knew
The old lost road through the woods . . . .
But there is no road through the woods.
 

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Not a ghost story but a few years back I was on a narrow road crossing from one valley to
the next over a high remote moor in the Scottish borders, now I am well used to being on my
own many miles from anywhere but on this road even though I could see a mate on another
bike a few hundred yards behind, I was struck by a very strong feeling of loneliness or isolation,
never had it before or since it was so strange to me I mentioned it to my mate when we stopped,
he did not coment maybe he felt it to.
 

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Not a ghost story but a few years back I was on a narrow road crossing from one valley to
the next over a high remote moor in the Scottish borders, now I am well used to being on my
own many miles from anywhere but on this road even though I could see a mate on another
bike a few hundred yards behind, I was struck by a very strong feeling of loneliness or isolation,
never had it before or since it was so strange to me I mentioned it to my mate when we stopped,
he did not coment maybe he felt it to.

Reminds me of a road I used to travel on every day when I worked at a place I no longer work at and lived in a house I no longer live in. Long story short the route was mostly countryside, and this particular road ended at a T-junction where I needed to turn left on my way back home.

On dark winter nights, for reasons unknown to me, I simply hated looking right at that junction, when I was checking for traffic. I really don't know why but looking in that direction, at that junction, just gave me a very uneasy feeling.

In the mornings, going the other direction, even when it was dark, wasn't a problem, weirdly enough.
 

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Not a ghost story but a few years back I was on a narrow road crossing from one valley to
the next over a high remote moor in the Scottish borders, now I am well used to being on my
own many miles from anywhere but on this road even though I could see a mate on another
bike a few hundred yards behind, I was struck by a very strong feeling of loneliness or isolation,
never had it before or since it was so strange to me I mentioned it to my mate when we stopped,
he did not coment maybe he felt it to.
Reminds me of a road I used to travel on every day when I worked at a place I no longer work at and lived in a house I no longer live in. Long story short the route was mostly countryside, and this particular road ended at a T-junction where I needed to turn left on my way back home.

On dark winter nights, for reasons unknown to me, I simply hated looking right at that junction, when I was checking for traffic. I really don't know why but looking in that direction, at that junction, just gave me a very uneasy feeling.

In the mornings, going the other direction, even when it was dark, wasn't a problem, weirdly enough.
We have threads on places that creep you out or summat.
 
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