![]() Marjorie “Slim” Woodruff is a naturalist who has been hiking in the canyon for 50 years and knows all such stories. So you can imagine a ghost or two milling around here. Roughly 900 people have died within Grand Canyon’s boundaries since the 1800s, including those in the tragic 1956 plane crash that killed 128. Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona The Wailing Woman and John Wesley Powell Given its history, many a specter could be expected in the Grand Canyon. Here are six of my favorite ghost stories from our national parks. The land remembers,” she said, “and shares those stories … sometimes through an icy chill or a disembodied whisper.” “The locations protected under that banner have historied pasts that include indigenous peoples, European settlers, pioneers, and beyond. “‘National park’ is a relatively new label placed on locations that have largely been around for time immemorial,” Yahian told me in an email. She’s unsurprised that a number of people report supernatural events inside our parks. (Photo: Courtesy National Parks After Dark)Īs co-host of the National Parks After Dark podcast, Cassie Yahian often looks into such tales. Cassie Yahian (foreground) and Danielle LaRock host the National Parks After Dark podcast. No wonder Great Smoky Mountains are littered with ghost stories: tales of witches who snatch children or glowing orbs that appear before the eyes of lost hikers. I set up my tent a quarter-mile away and barely slept, waking at the faintest sound. Some are still kept up by family members, and others are slowly being swallowed up by the forest.ĭid I actually see a ghost that night? I sure thought I did, given all of the shadows and the noises coming from the woods around me. There are at least 150 cemeteries inside the park, according to the book Cemeteries of the Smokies. When it was established in 1940, GSMNP swallowed up several communities, and the ruins of tiny timber towns can still be found. ![]() I was backpacking in the Smokies to experience some of the history that the park encapsulates. My headlamp cast uneasy shadows in every direction. Cemeteries tucked into the woods miles from anywhere, like the one I stumbled into one night deep in Great Smoky Mountains National Park, are downright spine-chilling.
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