I'm a graduate in Scottish history and folklore studies as well as an experienced Scottish mountaineer. I've enjoyed reading some of the posts from folks who have experienced paranormal phenomena , ghosts, apparitions and so on in the Scottish hills. It would be great to hear from anyone else who thinks they may have had similar experiences. I have a strong interest in the history and folklore of the Scottish hills and will listen seriously to anyone with a tale to tell!. No reason why tales from south of the border can't appear too! Cheers Andy
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 My only super natural experience occurred at the bothy under the Fhidleir and An Socach - I was convinced there was a ghostly lady as I answered a call for nature in the middle of the night and I had not been on the pop Jonnie Where2walk
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.jpg) AmF. Prefer a PM.reply for this subject. < To anyone interested> Cheers.
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 OK at risk of sounding like a nut job here I go .... Not in Scotland or on a mountain for that matter, I live in North Wales just outside a small town called Llandulas, it's on the edge of Snowdonia, just in the foot hills of the Carneddau's. There is an old folk tale of a lady who was murdered by her husband in their stone cottage, the husband was very well thought of and the crime was never investigated, but to make sure his tracks were covered the husband is supposed to have demolished their cottage, which stood on top of of hill outside Llandulas. Legend has it that the old lady would stand in a white blood stained dress on the site of the cottage. As children we used to scare each other with the story and go in search of the original site of the cottage. Years later me a mate were on a light evening run in the winter time with our head lamps on. We could see a bright light coming from over the hill side and assumed it was other walkers or runners. As we came over the hill the light was abnormally bright and not from a headlamp, I could see a vague figure of a person standing in the distance. I've never felt so scared, we both ran back the way we came so fast, we must have set a new record. I've never believed in this stuff and not sure if my eyes were deceiving me at the time, I've always wanted go back to that moment and re-check what I thought I saw. However it was enough to chill the life out of me & my mate...... It also makes for a very good scary story to tell my children when were camping.... OK feel free to tell me I was seeing things and have a slight screw loose ... My wife does it everytime I tell the story
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 Am I think waldo means for you to switch message member on
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Thanks Parky , think i have sorted that; bit new to this
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 I was camping up on Whernside once a few years back, and woke up about 2.30 am to the sound of a man and woman talking. I got up for a wee (I was round the other side of the little wind shelter thing) -and there wasn't anyone around but me. That was a bit strange!
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Well i had somethink weird happen to me in South Australia.I was staying at my uncles place,a block of 175 acres of scrubland (1 tree) totally flat and his place is a glorified shed.We were sitting having coffea in the kitchen when me and my brother both said at the same time someones coming to the front door.Needless to say there was no one at the door and no one to be seen for miles.We both described him as having black hair and no face...uncle reckoned it was a ghost of a local miner.me i don,t know.weird.But he was so clear.
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Hello Andy: You seem like the perfect person to ask about this. My brother told me a folk tale about a Scottish mountain, said to be home to a giant I believe, but he can't remember the mountain's name. Supposedly if you climb to the top, you either find your muse and come down again completely inspired or you come down completely mad. Ever heard this story? We're planning a trip to Scotland this October to backpack the Highlands, and we'd love to climb this mountain while we're there! Thanks so much, Emily from New Mexico PS: I just read about Am Fear Liath last night while trying to track down our mountain  I thought he might have been the giant from the story, but after reading further decided against that hypothesis.
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 That's a bit out of place. I think your brother must be confused because the mountain's name is Cadair Idris, the chair of the giant Idris, in Gwynedd, North Wales. It is said that if you spend the night alone on its summit you will wake up either mad or a poet. Of course, the myth could have been "borrowed" and applied to a Scottish mountain.
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Or he could have just misremembered the setting, because that's definitely the mountain in question! Thanks for clearing that up—we've been trying to remember for ages!
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Yes, that tale does indeed relate to Cadair Idris in Wales. Not heard it told in relation to a Scottish summit. Scottish Gaelic society did however have bards like in Wales .
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.jpg) Andy,Its me again. I think the figure being referred to is called The Grey Man and seen on the Cairngorm summits under certain circumstances.Cheers.
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Is it like a brocken spectre?
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 Is it like a brocken spectre? That's one possible explanation. <blockquote> "I was returning from the cairn on the summit in a mist when I began to think I heard something else than merely the noise of my own footsteps. Every few steps I took I heard a crunch, then another crunch as if someone was walking after me but taking steps three or four times the length of my own. I said to myself 'this is all nonsense'. I listened and heard it again but could see nothing in the mist . As I walked on and the eerie crunch, crunch sounded behind me I was seized with terror and took to my heels, staggering blindly among the boulders for four or five miles nearly down to Rothiemurchus Forest. Whatever you make of it I do not know, but there is something very queer about the top of Ben MacDhui and will not go back there again by myself I know." Professor Norman Collie - 1925
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Yes indeed, the Big Grey Man or Am Fear liath mor is a notorious inhabitant of Ben Macdui and Collies account is perhaps the'classic' story! There have been a few similar accounts over the years. He seems to have been keeping a low profile in recent decades; unless anyone knows differently!?
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Pronounce it 'am fer leeah more' ! Andy
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I've only seen a Brocken spectre once, in the central Lakes (possibly near the head of Langdale). I could imagine it being a bit freaky. The mist would certainly suggest that. As a digression, I found the wiki entry on Vic Tandy to be interesting. In the early 1980s Tandy was working in a research laboratory for a medical manufacturing firm, when, in his own words: "I was sweating but cold, and the feeling of depression was noticeable – but there was also something else.[6][7] It was as though something was in the room with me." Tandy then claimed to have seen a spirit emerging in his peripheral vision, but when he turned to face the figure, it vanished.[7]
He discovered the cause of the 'haunting' by accident. The next day Tandy, a keen fencer, was polishing his sword when he noticed that the blade was vibrating even when clamped in a vice.[8][9] From this Tandy stumbled upon the idea that infrasound might be present in the laboratory.[6] Further experimentation showed that the infrasound trapped in the laboratory was at its highest next to Tandy's desk, right where he had seen the ghost. The infrasound was found to have come from a newly installed extractor fan.[8][10]
Tandy went on to recreate his experience, and with the assistance of Dr. Tony Lawrence, he was able to publish his findings in the Journal of the Society for Psychical Research.[11] Their research led them to conclude that infrasound at or around a frequency of 19 Hz,[2][9][12] has a range of physiological effects, including feelings of fear and shivering.[6][13] Though this had been known for many years, Tandy and Lawrence were the first people to link it to ghostly sightings.[7][13]
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 Not much but I was stayling at the Lairg Leacach bothy in the glen between the Grey Corries and the Innes. It was winter and I was alone and there for three nights. On the second night (I think), I awoke in the very early morning (about 3am), it was pitch black outside but I was convinced that I could hear a party of people approaching the bothy from the north, chatting & laughing. Anyway, I sat up, waiting for them to appear but after enough time had passed when they should have shown up, I decided that I was deluded and went back to sleep. It always made me think of those tales involving fairy processions. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fairy_path Don't know if they are supposed to be found in Scotland.
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