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Ghost Hunt: The old Spanish Treasure Cave.

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posted on Aug, 1 2009 @ 10:39 PM
Caving is a sport reserved for the rugged, handsome James Bond types who crave adrenaline and laugh in the face of death. When they’re not jumping from airplanes or rappelling down Mount Everest they take a break by crawling deep into the Earth where only God knows what horrors await them.

These were the thoughts going through my mind as I prepared to go spelunking into a cave that was haunted by Conquistadors and treasure hunters alike. Not just a few but many people had died here.

I’m not the James Bond type. The closest I’ve come to rappelling is having fallen down a steep hill. I won’t get on an airplane if I can find a bus or taxi that can get me where I’m going and crawling into a cave is something I’ve always known would have to be done at the end of the barrel of a gun.

I’d been invited by a friend to go on a ghost hunt into a cave and for the life of me couldn’t think of a reason fast enough to get out of it.

So there I stood, trembling inside from what I was about to do, yet feeling safe as the sun beat down upon me and the blue skies above reassured me. I looked into those skies hoping it wouldn’t be the last time, and I kid you not, Buzzards were circling overhead.

After checking that we had everything we needed, lights, cameras, a digital voice recorder so I could ask the ghosts where the hell the gold was, it was time to head underground.

I took up the rear position. I like to think it was out of courtesy but the truth is I wanted to be the first one out if anything went wrong. You know, earthquake, bear, fire breathing demon from hell. It would be busy with them while I made it back to the entrance. Survival is all about the forethought.

All of those worries faded once we were underground and exploring. There were too many beautiful things for me to even describe. I was lost in the wonder of a world I’d never even imagined. Sure, I’d seen the magazines and read the stories, but this was something else. Every turn and every crevice brought new sights and wonders that can only be experienced by being there. This cave was absolutely beautiful.

The best part about this hunt is I wouldn’t have to worry about orbs. They seem to plague the ghost hunts I go on and pop up in every picture. This trip I was shooting in IR (infrared) and without a flash. I believe an orb is a reflection of the camera flash off something in the air, such as dust or a bug or any number of things. With no flash being used, I would have no orbs.

Then I started noticing something odd about the pictures I was taking.

I’m not using any flash and I’m still getting orbs. I was seriously confused. What was happening was not possible. I decided to check into it later and just continue with the hunt.

Our guide was telling us the history of the cave and how the Spanish had stolen the gold from Mexico and came north. They had been set upon by Indians and decided to hole up in the cave in the hope of hiding until the Indians had left. There was a natural chimney in the cave and when they built a fire, the Indians noticed the mountain was smoking and found and killed the Conquistadors. The gold was allegedly still here, buried somewhere.

I was ready to do an EVP session and ask them where they had stashed the gold. Unfortunately our guide had stopped in the worst possible place. As he droned on about the gold and the Indians and the Conquistadors and that we were in a place where two parts of the mountain were crashing together, I remembered just how claustrophobic I really am. We were here.

I realized I couldn’t breathe. My fingers were going numb and I wanted to scream. I had to get out or I was going to pass out. If I passed out though they might leave me there and go call 911. I couldn’t pass out or they’d leave me. BASTARDS! The small of my back started hurting, I was stooped over and couldn’t stand straight up, I needed to lie down or run or scream or just get the hell away.

I admit I’m new to ghost hunting, but this was way above and beyond the call of duty. Chasing a ghost into a dark attic is a far cry from chasing them into the bowels of the Earth. From here on out if the ghost is already underground, I’m considering that sucker dead and gone.

As far as ghost hunts go, this was by far my worst. I couldn’t concentrate, I reached out with everything I had to try and make contact and couldn’t get past the fact I was underground. I was never in my life so happy to see sunlight and blue sky as the moment we made it out of those caves.

While going through the pictures though I noticed something I didn’t expect. My fellow spelunkers noticed it as well. A figure seemed to be in the pictures I had taken and that person wasn’t supposed to be in the caves with us. We had no idea who or what we were looking at.

It had to be a trick of the light. I believe the orbs themselves had to be reflections from the IR.

Once again I had gone on a ghost hunt and found nothing.

I’m sorry.

I’ve been going on a ghost hunt every week for the last three weeks. So far I’ve found orbs and light shadows.

This will not do.

My goal is to find an actual full body apparition. To capture the proof that life, in one form or another, does go on.

The hunt continues,


posted on Aug, 1 2009 @ 11:03 PM
What a delightful story. You have nothing to apologize for. It's very entertaining, the pictures are awesome, and the discriptions of your own anxities are so hilarious! The cave photos are truely beautiful. Are those ice formations in there (or what). I noticed the orbs were different colors ranging from white to blue. You said you didn't expect to get them and yet you did. ? And now you disclaim them. (I'm not so sure).

The human image looked mighty ghostly to me, particularly with all the violent deaths which occurred down there, "in the bowels of the earth". In any case it's a very eerie photo in a beautiful but nonetheless eerie environment.

I hope you will continue to share your stories with us whether you find a full apparition or not. Some of us must do our ghost hunting vicariously, you know! Keep up the good work!

posted on Aug, 1 2009 @ 11:07 PM
After I replied, I went back to look at the images again. Noticed this in the photos of the human-like image. In the first pict, the face is looking away. In the second pict, it looks like it is looking towards you. In the last one it looks like it has raised it's hand to his face. A little on the odd spooky side I would say!

posted on Aug, 1 2009 @ 11:45 PM

Originally posted by ladyinwaiting
I hope you will continue to share your stories with us whether you find a full apparition or not. Some of us must do our ghost hunting vicariously, you know! Keep up the good work!

I've just started a paranormal research group here in my area. We have our first haunted house coming up. It's supposed to have shadow figures on the inside and a Confederate soldier who walks the grounds on the outside.

I can't wait.

And I will write of our adventures as they unfold.

Thank you for the kind words.


posted on Aug, 1 2009 @ 11:48 PM
I was really spooked by this one mrwupy, my heart was leaping out at your telling.

My head is shaking no no no! What on earth were those round orbs? And in the pictures up above I see two distinct faces that look Hispanic without a doubt.

This is just an amazing experience, thanks for sharing it.

posted on Aug, 1 2009 @ 11:55 PM
Apparitions or not, it sounded like you had a lot of fun on your hunt. You even got some nice pics to boot!

posted on Aug, 2 2009 @ 08:44 PM

Originally posted by Tartarspoon
Apparitions or not, it sounded like you had a lot of fun on your hunt. You even got some nice pics to boot!

The next hunt I'm going on is a house with shadow people inside and a Confederate soldier who walks the grounds outside. I can't wait for that one.

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