Haunted Seven Sisters Inn Part one: Ghostly Teasers

In the Cairo room... Why thank you! I do believe I will!

Breakfast Begins! Amazing food!

Oh Seven Sisters Inn, how do I love thee?

This place is a parageek's paradise! Maria and Bob, The hosts, are just wonderful and Bob is a big skunkape fan so we all hit it off straight away and Howie and I feel completely welcome and at home here.

Last night they had a ghost tour with probably about 20 people here touring both houses. We jumped at the chance to see the house next door which is law offices during the day. The building used to be the original 7 sisters inn and reportedly has some really great spirit activity there.

While touring the house where the inn is now we had a neat little experience with a K2 meter and a cell phone!

We were in the Paris room (which is also the room Howie and I are sleeping in tonight, we were in Cairo last night!) and Maria was calling on a resident spirit named Ben who is responsible for a cigar smoke odor and some great EVP's and experiences over the years.

She placed her K2 meter, or EMF detector, on the bed and asked Ben to make the lights flicker to let us know he was here. After a few moments the lights did, indeed, flicker! And at the same momont her cell phone that was right next to her meter turned off and the battery was dead!

It's theorized that spirits needs to pull from any available energy around them to manifest and interact with us. This is why rooms get cold and batteries get drained when a spirit presence is near.

So it was pretty cool to witness that with a room full of people! The rest of the night wasn't as interesting, but it was an excitable group we were with and a couple of participants really got under our skin but Bob and Maria were wonderful tour guides!

Another big perk was having the entire house to ourselves last night! We were pretty tired and didn't really poke around too much but it was cool to be on our own personal haunted lock down :)

Tonight is another ghost tour and then a séance at midnight! I'm so excited!! Here's hoping for some action!

How could anyone NOT want to stay here?

The Casablanca Suite. Said to be haunted by a little boy

Strange Light Anomaly at the Slave Barracoons: Savannah

I've been trying to upload these three photos for a couple of days now but technical difficulties have prevented it from happening... so FINALLY I get to share these neat and unexplained photos. They were taken a few seconds apart from each other, in the order you see them. I took about a dozen shots of this sport while I was trying to get a good photo to use for my first post about the Slave Barracoons. 

I used the flash in all three shots. I was adjusting my camera settings trying to get the lighting right so I had a couple of seconds of lag time between each frame.

You'll see in the middle of the photos a green light anomaly. It appears to move from left to right. This isn't a lens flair (I'm very familiar with the colors and shapes that a lens flair will create with this camera) nor is it a speck on my camera lens and the green doesn't show up in any of the other many photos I took of this exact same spot.

You'll see that the third photo is a bit out of focus, and the anomaly is actually out of focus just the same!

I have no idea what it is, but I do know that I was completely fascinated with this particular area both before and after learning about it's very dark history. The feeling I got here was indescribable. I felt drawn to it so seeing something show up in my photos is rather eerily expected in a way!

The Okefenokee swamp: Aint for sissy's

I've been without internet service for a couple of days while we were camping out in the Okefenokee swamp.

What a great experience! Stephen C Foster is a beautiful state park with plenty to boast in the way of wildlife, scenery and peace!

The scariest part of this trip was the food! We were fairly unprepared in the grocery department and Fargo, the home town of Stephen C foster park, has a PB convenience store and a cafe. The “Suwanee River Cafe” did not let us down in the southern style food department at all! Two full plates of various shades of brown with a giant sweet tea to wash it all down with.

No complaints! We're just glad we were able to get some food! Even if it was a 15 mile drive from the campsite and one clogged artery away from permanent residency.

Lesson learned: Research the surrounding area for supplies before going camping!

We took a canoe ride on our second day. The scenery is breathtaking and the gator spotting is plentiful! 

Billies island is out there. Smack in the middle of the swamp. A little research and we found out about Billie's island ahead of time. Home to native Okonee-Creek tribes first, and then to the Lee family who had a homestead here from the mid 1800's until 1905 when a logging company came in and built a fully functional town with schools, churches and gardens. The name “Bilie's Island” came from a Seminole Indian named “Billy Bowlegs” who played a major role in the cypress logging industry in this area.

There's only some rusty machinery remnants and a small cemetery remaining on the island but it's beautiful. The canoe ride out was a spiritual experience in itself. Real, untouched my humans (other than the logging industry part...) this stretch of the Suwanee river is pristeen in appearance. 

My main focus while out in the swamp was to visit the Lee Cemetery on Billie's island and absorb the rich history of this tiny patch of dry land in the middle of this rich swamp while HOPEFULLY stumbling across a Sasquatch or Skunkape.... which, according to legend, is not an entirely ridiculous thing to hope for!

While we didn't have any direct, unexplained encounters we did hear some very strange hollers and calls coming from the swamp at night. The swamp is a very strange place when you really stop to take it all in and listen!

I got my photos of the Lee graves, and even though I'm not from the same line of Lee's as this family, I still can't help but feel connected to them through the name.I thought it really odd that one of two headstone that we could actually read through the chain link fence was for a Daniel Lee... my brother , having the same name AND BIRTH DAY, would die!! No pun intended :)

It was a cool time and a very unique place to explore for sure! 

Slave Barracoons: A reminder of Savanna's unforgivable history

Down in the river district of Savannah, across the way from some fairly modern apartment buildings are these large, arched-ceiling rooms. what are they? What's going on here, Savannah? How is this fascinating and obviously very old structure just sitting here unexplained? No signs other than the "Private Parking" metal notices on the inside of each one.

We went back to the Kehoe and I did a little research on them. Come to find out they were storage bins or 'Barracoon's  for slaves who had just been unloaded from ships. People were shoved in these spaces like cattle before being auctioned and sold off.

We went back tonight to get a closer look and you can see the old hinges where there used to be doors. In the back on each one is a drainage hole from the street above. So this place where they "stored" human beings also served as storm drains for the city above.

Up until recently these spaces were used as private parking with no historic plaques, no recognition, no confession as to what their original purpose was.

4 foot high posts have been installed at the entrances so cars no longer live in them. The private parking signs remain fixed to the walls though. I'm hoping the new posts indicate some future plans from the city to own up to these important structures.

 A man and his family walked by taking happy smiling photos in them and I heard him say "Look girls, they used to keep the horses and carriages in here!"

Unacceptable. 

First hand stories and a scary-ass bathroom!

We've been asking every employee who has time to talk to us about their personal ghostly accounts.

 Surprisingly few of them have anything to report!

A Girl at the Kehoe had second hand accounts from what she's heard from guests. One of those stories was about a woman who refused to go back to her room after coming downstairs in the middle of the night but she also refused to say exactly why.

The front desk guy tonight at the 17 Hundred 90 Inn said he's HEARD plenty... like chairs and doors moving about on their own late at night when no one is around downstairs. .

 A waitress at the Pirate House said she hadn't experienced anything THERE but she used to bar tend HERE at the 17 hundred 90 and she used to obsess over security tapes to try and figure out how her stuff always got moved around.
She alluded to maybe having been dismissed from the job because of this obsession.

  
 I had a freaking terrifying trip to the bathroom at the Moon River Brewery (Check out Nick being possessed in this place on a Ghost Adventures episode)! I went in and immediately got completely freaked out! It was like someone was going to grab me from under the stalls and I peed and left so fast I didn't bother to flush or wash my hands!! It was like someone was right behind me and it was NOT a nice someone! As I opened the door to BOLT the freak out of there, I heard what sort of sounded like keys being dropped in one of the sinks... GAH!! No one was in there but me. I was so wigged out I almost kept on walking right out the front door! I didn't though. I sat down, heart pounding and asked our waitress if she had ever experienced any thing like that there. She said no... she had only been there a couple of months. Well poop! I had only been there for like 45 minutes and I totally lost my cool!

So weird. I haven't had the heebeejeebee's  at all on this trip aside from the goosebumps in the Tybee room from my last post!

This is one of those situations where, in theory, when I talk about what I would do if something like that happened to me... I'm a tough-guy and I say I'd stick around to find out what was what!

Well in reality I'm chicken shit... and if that happens again I guarantee I'm hauling ass again too!!

Haunted Kehoe Inn: Tybee Room EVP Capture!

During our stay at the Kehoe Inn in Savannah GA we had access to nearly the entire Inn.
There were only a few other guests and the staff leaves the doors open to unoccupied rooms so we could roam freely and check out all the extra rooms... which was a super cool perk!

We had read about the legend of Annie, Grandmother Kehoe, who apparently died in what is now known as the Tybee Room. After exploring a little we headed to the second floor where the Tybee room is. As soon as we entered, both of us felt immediately uneasy. Howie's heart began thumping and I got goose bumps all over my body. It was very chilling and we hadn't experienced anything like that anywhere else in the house.

We hurried back to our room to grab the digital recorder and we spent a very short time, about 3 minutes, recording and asking questions.

The wardrobe in the room has a little window in the left side and when I looked to see what was in the window... I asked about it out loud and it seems that someone answered me! There's a very faint initial response right before I say "Oh!" and then a much more clear response that I looped a couple of times in this video.

I can't make out what is seems to say. I would love to slow it down but I'm limited here with my laptop options.

What does it sound like to you?

Howie remained silent the entire time we were recording and there were no other guests on the floor while we were there.

After listening to this I wish we had recorded longer!

head still spinning in Savannah

I'm still completely in the HOLY COW I'M MARRIED stage of newlywed life... it's the best. SO much happiness is hapening right now! So, I haven't had much time to post anything.
We got into ghost hunting mode tonight and broke out the digital recorder and EMF meter (brand name "The Ghost Meter" lol). I tell everyone who stops to listen about how it's our honeymoon and how we're on a haunted honeymoon and it's great to get people's reactions! No one thinks we're crazy...that's really neat! you can walk around town with your alcoholic beverages here! Woop! I think when we leave Savannah and get on the road to the Okefenokee on Tuesday I'll write a more detailed account of our experiences here.

But as a quick run down... and to help me remember some small details later when I have time to write... here's a mico version

-Wedding night at the Southern Wind... whirlwind day... no time to ghost hunt! Cool stories though and free passes to the old jail... very yummy breakfast

-Today we ate at the pirate house! Mediocre food, too many Halloween decorations but friendly.... more good stories... free desert... too much sugar

-Explored the Keyhoe (where we're staying to night), including the amazing loft/attic,  learned loacl lore. Cool events and possible evidence!! eeek! cookies on our pillows! (not scary, but ... sirprise cookies on our pillows is pretty sweet)

-Explored River district and learned (self researched) some slave history that's very upsetting beyond the fact alone that it's slave history

Pictures to come in a couple of days that will go with better explanations and some audio!
Stay Tuned!

***,,, side note... I've never stayed in a bead and breakfast before last night and so far I'm pretty mind blown with how comfy, friendly and just over all cool these places are!