Trail of Terror
Weekend of Oct. 16th and 17th 2015
Lets all admit it.....this guy is SCARY!!!! REALLY REALLY REALLY SCARY!!!! Now have this guy standing right in your face and that SCARE multiplies by 1000x. This is me at the Trail of Terror even before we entered into the trail. FREAKED!!!!! I am a CHICKEN....and the older I get the more FREAKED out by this stuff I am.
Below are the few pictures I got. Due to the broken camera, I was left to take pictures with my phone, which I am not very good at.
Our fellow trail walkers were all pretty boring. What makes a good fright is a good group of scared FREAKS like me,,,,and our group walked along like a bunch of ZOMBIES...BORING!!!!! I screamed...pushed,...had some audience participation....pretty much acted a fool..but hey, you only live once and I can totally convince myself in these types of scenarios....that this is my very last moments of life!!!!!I think Gavin became irritated with me, and although he claimed NOT to be scared he was certainly PO'd at me when or if I attempted to break free of his tight grip in an attempt to get away from the trail creatures..."MOM!!!!! Hold my hand!". It was of course all for MY own protection. Since I was NOT able to get away...(his grip was pretty TIGHT), I would instead throw my hands in front of my eyes and pretend there was NOT creepy scary creatures coming at me!!! "YOU CAN'T SEE ME...SINCE I CANT see YOU!!!The chain saw crew at the very end were the most frightening, and I thought there had to be at least a dozen or so chain saw yielding clowns coming at my legs or arms, but Gavin assured it there were ONLY 4!!!! (maybe the hands over the eyes added an additional scare to that part of the walk.)
Everyone spent the night. Kelly and I enjoyed some wine while the boys played on the X-box, the following morning Kelly and I went shopping and found Matt his first WINTER ever some warm winter wear. Then I made a big BRUNCH!
After dinner we went to the location of the Pirate Ship ghost adventure....we searched for ever and finally decided it must be the house with the tiny play pirate ship in the yard, Devon; who has been in previous years assured us that the ship was much bigger and that we must be in the wrong place. After some more searching we googled the event and found it was not until the following weekend..Well there goes that idea. Now what??
Gavin had already convinced me to stay the night so we had a long evening ahead of us, We decided to go to Auburn's most SCARIEST places, Auburn has many old houses and some extensive history, including Harriet Tubman's home and the Steward house. Both could have some haunts, but The Steward house was closed and we couldn't even get in the drive to look into the windows....so Kelly announces a drive through the cemetery, I was scared to death....it was so dark and my car lights only made me feel like we were intruding on this dark resting place. Funny how our thoughts change....as a kid, we would "party" (yeah...totally disrespectful I know) in the cemetery located near my house....I was never really scared...but something about being in this sacred place in the pitch blackness of the night had me a mess. Kelly proceeds to tell stories of ghost sightings and events of people being touched.....and I am soon seeing shadow figures dodging behind headstones...all I wanted to do was get the hell out of there.. Where where where is that exit???? I got the boys in the back chiming....no go back. NOPE NO NO WAY!!!! Once I saw a street light and a main road I was gone!!!!Thanks but NO thanks!!!! We headed back to Kelly's house for the evening and watched scary movies till we all passed out.