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An Eerie Tour of Scotland

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By Cheri Sicard
Photos: Cheri Sicard
Posted August 6th, 2007
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Edinburgh, Scotland, ghosts, Loch Ness monsterCovered In This Article -- click the next page links at bottom of the page to access all:
  • Spend The Night In A Haunted Castle
  • Loch Ness
  • The Ghosts Of Edinburgh
  • Greyfriar's Kirk Cemetery
  • Devilishly Delicious Dining


Spend the Night in a Haunted Castle

The night was black as coal. The wind howled, whipping around the corners and crevices of the old stone castle walls. The windows rattled so loudly, it seemed as if they would fly off their hinges at any second. Surely the ghosts would soon come out to play.

It may sound like the beginning of a cheesy gothic horror novel, but it was a real experience I had at Carbisdale Castle, in the highlands of Scotland. That's not all, the ghosts really did come out to play!

Edinburgh, Scotland, ghosts, Loch Ness monsterScotland has a lot to offer fans of the eerie, the macabre or the unexplained and Carbisdale Castle is an excellent place to start. Built in the early 1900's, by "Scotland Castle" standards it's not that old. But it "feels" as though it is.

Carbisdale Castle is so massive, it seems as though it would be easy to get lost, or at least disoriented, while roaming its many corridors. Wandering through empty castle halls, in itself, is a spooky proposition, but Carbisdale Castle is even more eerie because of the numerous ghost stories that have made the castle legend.

Edinburgh, Scotland, ghosts, Loch Ness monster, carbisdale castleThere is a "woman in white" who said to be found pacing the various halls of the structure. She is most often seen on the main staircase. A hallway on the top floor is known for cold spots and the general "uneasy" feeling it gives (some employees refuse to go there alone). But most famous is the "spook room" as it is affectionately known by the staff, a former nursery said to be haunted by the long departed nanny and children of the castle.

Always being up for the unique experience, I requested to stay in this room.

Edinburgh, Scotland, ghosts, Loch Ness monsterBefore I continue, I should mention that Carbisdale Castle is not an ordinary hotel, but rather a youth hostel. Sleeping quarters are segregated into male and female dorm style rooms. The "spook room" happened to be in the men's wing, but since I was a writer working on a story, they kindly allowed me to stay anyway (one of the few times in my life when I DID NOT want to be alone at night, but anything for a story).

I chose an upper level bunk close to the windows and attempted to go to sleep, knowing full well this would be impossible. I am an insomniac under the best of circumstances and hearing the ghost stories all day had me psyched into an anxious state.

Edinburgh, Scotland, ghosts, Loch Ness monster, carbisdale castleSleep didn't come, and neither did any ghosts (at least not yet). At one point I had to go to the bathroom, which was down the hall. Every childhood fear of the "boogie man" came back as I went down that cold dark, shadowy hall and I quickly did what I had to do and sprinted back to the room and got under the covers.

About 4AM, the wind started picking up in a big way. It howled and wailed outside the walls, making the windows rattle and cold drafts stir. I lay awake listening to this cacophonous symphony when I suddenly realized that underneath the sounds of the wind were the quite clear sound of children's voices! I now know what the expression "having a chill run down your spine" means, for this is exactly what I felt at that moment. Encounters with ghosts were something that happened to other people, but not to me, and as interested as I was in the castle's history, I really didn't expect to see or hear anything.

For a few seconds, I felt paralyzed, unable to move. I had a conversation with myself to make sure I wasn't imagining it, even going so far as to pinch myself and make sure I wasn't dreaming. I wasn't. The whole episode only lasted a few minutes, at which time the sun started rising and my night in the haunted room was over. Needless to say, everyone at breakfast wanted to hear all about it.




 

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