One Ride I'll Never Forget

From: jim blake (trickdgto@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: merdith( out skirts)
Source: Form Submission

well some back ground on the area. HermitWoods road in meredith has always been the place for the strange and the not-normal. now many many years ago native indians occupied the upper and lower area we call HermitWoods.

fast forwarding some a lone hermit moved up to the now vacant woods and proclaimed himself owner. This hermit had alot of money and buried it up in the woods. well years passed and the so did the hermit. Thus naming the woods and the one road "HermitWoods road".

My friends and I were taking a little ride just for fun. It was about, close to midnight, and the moon was lite. We found this "off" road that i never knew about. Well what started as a joy ride ended up in fright.

As, we were going along we noticed a dragging sound and stopped to investigate. Thought it might have been the muffler, soon found out it wasn't. When we noticed a loud crash and saw a tree come down that was too young to have fallen. With a loud murderious scream , i knew something was wrong.

We got into the car and the car would not start "brand new car" and it wont start. Finally we got the car to start, we made dust trails to home , at 25 mph I could hear whatever it was keeping up with the car crashing through small trees.

We went back that morring and found tree after tree snapped like a twig, this is one of many true happings in the "HermitWoods" road. By the way from the air its a perfect triangle.