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REMASTERED – Episode 29: The Big Chill

2022-05-30 | 🔗

In this Remastered edition of a fan favorite, we return to the frozen coast of Maine, and the haunting stories that flood its shores. With a new score from Chad Lawson, fresh narration and production, and a brand new bonus story at the end, this is one you don’t want to miss.

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Some places are more frightening than others. It's hard to kneel down a specific reason. Why? But even so, I can't think of a single person who might disagree. Some places just have a way of getting under your skin for some it's the base, For others, it's the local graveyard now, even though People who are afraid of certain colors fear it seems is a landmine that can be triggered by almost anything and while his we might be full of haunting the tragic stories that span of variety of settings and climates the most chilling ones literally, are those that take place in the harsh environment of winter. The incidents at the ottoman pass the tragedy of the donner party, even the sink
of a titanic in nineteen, twelve happened in the freezing waters of the north atlantic winter, it seems, is well equipped to end lives and create fear, and when I think of dangerous, winters I think, of main that area of new england on the northern frontier. If you love horror, might equate main with Stephen king, but even though he is right hard over the last few decades to make us believe in dairy and castle rock and salem lot. The state has enough danger. All on its own may is also home to nearly thirty five hundred miles of coastline, even more than the state of california. And that's where the real action happens. The main coastline is littered with thousands of small islands and jagged rocks angel lighthouses and even older legends and all in the cold north or the sea is cruel and the weather can be deadly. It's often in the places that are isolated and exposed. The odd things happen.
Is that seem born of the circumstances and the climate things that leave their mark on the people there things that would never happen on the mainland and if the stories are to be believed, that's a good thing. I'm erin main- and this is lore the coastline of main isn't as neat and tidy as other states. Don't picture sandy beaches and warm waves that you can walk through. This is the. hold north. The water is almost always chile in the land to emerge from the waves as large jagged rocks, go ahead and pull up a app of main on your phone I'll wait you'll see what I mean right away. This place is dangerous, because
that ships have had a long history of difficulty when it comes to navigating the coast of main part of that is of all the islands there everywhere, according to the most recent count there are over four thousand six hundred of them sky, along the coastal waters, like fragments of a broken bottle. One such fragments is someone island, it's only three miles from the mainland, but it's easy understand how harsh winter weather could isolate anyone living there very quickly and when you're the keeper of the lighthouse there that isolation comes with the job. The legend that's been ass down for decades. There is the story of a keeper from the mid eighteen hundreds. According to the tale. This keeper was newly married, after moving to the island with his bride, they both began to struggle with that gulf between their lives there and the people on the coast so to give his wife something to do with her time and maybe to get a bit of entertainment out of it for himself. The keeper
a piano for her. They say it was delivered during the autumn. Just as the winter chill was creeping in in the story, it had to be hoisted up the rock face, but that's probably not true. Segouin is more like a greenhill protruding from the water than anything else, but nay, it adds drama right and that's what these stories provide plenty of when the piano arrived. The keepers wife was elated but buyers remorse quickly set in The piano only came with the sheet music for one son with winter, quickly, Roy we need from the north. being in more music became impossible. So she settled in and made the best of it. The legend says that she played that song nonstop over and over all throughout the winter how she was immune to the monotony of it all. But her husband The man who had only been hoping for distraction and entertainment took it hard. They say it drove him insane in
and the keeper took an axe and destroyed the piano hacking it into nothing more than a pile of wood and wire and then till deranged from the repetitive tune, he turned the acts on his wife, nearly chopping off. Her head in the process, The tragic story always ends with the keepers suicide, but most no at all to be fiction, and at least that's the general opinion but even today there are some who claim that, if you happen to find yourself on a boat in the waters between the island and the mainland, you can still hear the sound of piano music drifting across the ways. Bone island is near the southern tipp of means long coastline. It's not a big. Poland, by any stretch of the imagination, perhaps four hundred square yards in total, but there has been a lighthouse there since eighteen eleven, due to the many sheep rex that have plague the island for as long as europeans have sailed in those waters them well known shipwreck on boon. Island occurred there in the winter of seventeen ten, when the
nottingham galley, a ship captain by John Dene wrecked there on the rocks. All fourteen crew members survived, but ship was lost, straining them without help or supplies as the unfair sailors died, one by one. The survivors were forced to eat the dead or face starvation, and they did this for days until fishermen finally discovered and rescued them. But that's not the most memorable story from boon island that honour falls to the tale of catherine bright. The wife of a form the light housekeeper there from the nineteenth century. According to those who believe the story couple had only been on the small island for a few months when Catherine husband slipped while tine off their boat. He fell and hit his head on the rocks and then slid unconsciously into the water where he quickly drowned at first catherine. Try to take on the duties of keeping the light running by after nearly a week, fishermen in new york on the mainland watched the light flickr out and stay dark when they travel to the I went to investigate they found
catherine sitting on the tower stairs. She was cradling her dead husbands corpse in her arms legend. Has it that catherine was brought back to york along with her husband's body, but it was too late, just like the lighthouse they had left behind. She was cold and dark some flames. It seems, can be re lead. There has been a lighthouse on the shore of rockland main for nearly two hundred years. It's on an oddly shaped hill, with two large depressions in the face, the rock that were said to remind locals of an owl. So when the light was built there in eighteen, twenty five, it was of course named owls head give any building long enough mixing some trap. The end unexplainable phenomenon and you can almost guarantee a few legends will be born. I was head is no exception.
one of the oldest stories as a well documented one from eighteen. Fifty it tells of a horrible winter storm that ripped through the penknives got bay area on December. Twenty second of that year, at least five ships were driven a ground by the harsh waves and chill win it was destroyed. Dave and fierce, and it would be an understatement to say that it wasn't a wise idea to be out at night on land or at sea. A small ship had been anchored at jamieson point that night Captain had done the smart thing and gone ashore to weather the storm inside, but he left some people behind on the ship. Three actually his first mate richard ingram, a sailor name roger elliot and lydia dire, a passenger, while those three poor souls try sleep at night on the schooner storm pushed the ship so hard that the cable snapped setting the ship adrift across the bay.
Oh, it's not exactly a straight shot, selfies to get to Alice head. It's a path shaped more like a backward see to get around the rocky coast, but the ship, somehow managed to do it. Anyway, it passed the breakwater drifted east thence. And finally, rounded the rocky peninsula, where the owls headlight is perched all before smashing against the rocks south of the light The three passengers inside survive the impact and as the ship began to take on water, they scrambled up to the top deck better, the biting wind than the freezing water they assumed, and then they waited huddled there under a pile of blankets against the storm waiting for help. When the ship began to actually break apart in the waves, though elliot the sailor was the only one to make an escape from the wreckage. I can't imagine how cold he
then, with a freezing wind and ocean spray lashing at him from the darkness, but standing on the rocks with his feet still ankle deep in the waves. He happened to look up and see the lighthouse on the hill if he was going to find help. That was his best option, so he began to climb. He was practically dead by the time he reached the lighthouse, but when he now no one answered a moment later. The keeper of the light rode up the path on a sleigh having been out for supplies and real that once that elliot needed help, he took him in gave him hot rum and put him into a warm bed but not before Elliot managed to whisper something about the others. Keeper immediately called for help and gathered a group of about a dozen men together, they all travel back. down to the shore where they began to look for the wreck of the ship and the people who may still be alive on board,
When they found the remains of the schooner, the men began to carefully climb across the wreckage looking for signs of the other, passengers was treacherous work. The wood was incrusted in ice and each step swayed dangerously with the ways when they finally found them. They were still on the portion of the deck. Where else It had left them, but they seem to shimmer whenever the light of a lantern washed over them, climbing closer the men discovered why ingram and Dire were both encased in a thick layer of ice completely covering their bodies. They were frozen in sea, no man style in a thick of ice, not taking any chances. The men somehow managed to pry the couple free from the deck of the ship and the entire block was transported back up the hill to the lighthouse. All that night they worked fast and carefully. They placed the block of ice in a tub of water and then slowly chipped away at it as it melted. They move the limbs of each person in an attempt to get their blood.
again and somehow, against all logic and medical odds it worked. It took them a very long time to cover, but ingram and dire, soon open their eyes. Ingram was the first to speak and it was said that he croaked the words. What is all this, where are we roger elliot, didn't survive in the aftermath of the shipwreck? Maybe it was the trauma of climbing up the hill to the lighthouse soaked to the bone and exposed to the freezing winds of the storm. Perhaps it was an injury. He sustained in the shipwreck itself or on the I'm too the lighthouse, but his sacrifice the napo unrewarded, dire and ingram fared better, though they eventually recovered and even married each other. They settled down and raised a family together in the area. All thanks to the man who died to bring them help when all seemed lost,
Later stories from inside our head lighthouse have been equally chilling, although there are no other tragic events on record. There is clear, from the first hand, accounts of those who have made out had their home that something other worldly has taken up residence The Andrews family was one of the first to report any sort of unusual activity on the property. I can't find a record of their first names, but the keeper and his wife lived there along with her elderly father according to their story. One night the couple was outside and looked up to see a light swirling in her fathers windows when they climb the stairs they found the older man shaking in his bed from fright. Some think he might have seen the old sailor a common figure. miss by many over the years, when John Norton keeper in nineteen eighty he claimed to us in the same apparition he had been sleeping. But when noise woke him up. He opened his eyes to see the figure of an old sea captain standing over the bed. Just
erin at him. The old sailor has also been blamed for mysterious footprints that tend to appear in the snow footprints that could be found on the walk toward the house. The prince never seem to have an origin point and always end abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk. Others have claimed to feel cold spots in the house. While some have gone on record to swear that brass pictures inside the lighthouse fixtures that were usually tarnished and dark would be found mysteriously polished, none of the keepers have been able to figure out who was doing the cleaning for them. There have been other stories as well tales of a white lady who has been frequently seen in the kitchen of doors slamming without any one in the room and if silverware, that has been heard to rattle in the drawers. Despite though most have said that they felt at peace with her there more at peace. At least, then they are with the old bearded sailor in amid nineteen eighties anti german and his wife Denise lived there while tending the light they moved it
Then settled into life on the harsh coast of main andy divided his time between tending the light and there is a on the old lighthouse which left the yard outside rather chaotic and full of construction materials. One night after climbing into bed a couple heard the sound of some of the building supplies outside falling over in the wind and he pulled out his pants and shoes and then left the room to go. Take care of the mass before the wind made it worse, Denise watched him leave and then roll back over to sleep with a lamp still on a short. While later she felt him climb back into bed. The mattress moved, as did the covers though she asked out loud how it had gone if there had been any trouble orb. Anything unusual but Andy didn't reply so Denise rolled over when she did. She found that annie spot in the bed was still empty.
Well, almost in the spot, where he normally slot beside her, there was a deep depression in the sheets as if an invisible body were lane right there beside her. Of course, it was just the dense were Andy had been sleeping moments before at least What she told herself, then by thinking back on it later Denise admits she has doubts. There were moments when he was lying there staring at the impression in the sheets that she could have sworn the shape was moving. Maybe she was to level headed to get upset, or perhaps she was too tired to care whatever the reason, then he simply told whoever it was to leave her alone and then roll back over fell asleep at breakfast the next morning. She wanted to tell Andy about the experience thinking he would laugh at off and help her to explain it away, but before she could, he told her his own story,
it turns out Andy had an unusual experience of his own, the previous night. He explain how, as he exited the room and stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, he saw what could only be described as a faint cloud, hovering close to the door and this cloud been moving according to Andy. When he walked down the hall, it moved right up to his feet and then passed on through him. that's when Denise asked Andy where the cloud had been going into the bedroom, he told her why you don't have to travel to a lighthouse to bump into tales of the unexplained or other worldly. You can hear them from just about any one. You meat from the neighbour down the street to your real estate.
But lighthouses seem to have a reputation for the tragic, and maybe that's understandable these After all, houses built to help save lives in a dangerous setting. It might be safe to say that the well for these stories runs deeper than many other places, but are they? like a lot of stories. It seems it all depends on who you talk to keepers across the decades have had a mixed bag of experiences. Some see odd things and some Maybe some people just connect with the stories more than others and go looking for hints and signs where there are none, one recent family described their time there as normal. They never saw ghosts, never watched objects, move and felt right at home. The whole time they were there
another family, though acknowledged that something unusual seem to be going on in the lighthouse. They would find light bulbs partially unscrewed and their thermostat would constantly readjust itself. Perhaps whatever it was. That's haunting the white house is just very environmentally conscious. It's easy to laugh off most of these stories, but we ve never lived there. We ve never heard or felt something that cannot be explained away and like most samples, data. There's always the outlier another family who lived at the lighthouse in the late nineteenth eighties, though, claim to have experienced their fair share of unusual activity. One night
while gerard and Debbie grand were asleep, there are three year old daughter clare opened her eyes and sat up in bed. She stared into the darkness for a moment, if listening carefully to something and then climbed out of her bed and left her room, her little bare feet, padded on a cold floor of the hallway ass. She made her way down toward her parents room inside she slowly approach the sight of their bed and then tat her father on the arm to wake him. When he did, she asked clare. What was the matter? The little girl replied that she was
was to tell him something. Tell me what her father asked: there's a fog rollin in replied, somehow sounding like someone infinitely older, sound the horn when he asked her who had told her this, the little girl looked at him seriously. My friend, she told him the old man with a beard. It's hard to beat the chilling stories found up north in the state of main from the dangerous There are two life on the edge of civilization. Each tail seems to be dripping with tension and read, which is why I figured you'd wants a bit more and worry, even though its a bit more inland today's by.
Story will deliver just as many chills stick around through this brief sponsor break to hear all about it. samuel mcdonald was a frontiersmen living in the wilderness of main in the early nineteenth century. Actually, home was a small community called standish a few miles outside of portland, but every Her he had a north about a hundred miles to a lake on the border of what is now new hampshire to work with others there. don't know exactly what that work entailed you. My very well have been a trapper which was a lucrative but challenging occupation. Back then The forest of main were certainly rich in the sorts of animals that we're trapped in hunted for their fur, or perhaps he worked in the lumber industry felling trees that might be useless,
timber in the more populated southern parts of new england, whatever the work was, it took him north in eighteen, fifteen, He left behind his wife and two grown sons and made the same journey he had year after year until he reached the lake, where all the other seasonal workers had gathered at some point. In his time. There, though, Samuel, took sick and was not getting better. the trouble with frontier life. Is that often times there is no one to take care of you. If you become sick or injured, everything had the potential to be deadly. In those circumstances, even a broken foot or a simple infection through in the comparatively primitive medical knowledge of the early eighties hundreds and you have a recipe for disaster. One evening after work samuel laid himself down in front of his fire to rest and recover. He was sick and tired, literally and probably hoped a good night s. Sleep would do him well, but he never woke up
It wasn't until the next day that a couple of other woodsman passing by noticed his body laid out there beside the remnants of a campfire that anyone even knew what had happened. Word was sent south as hell samuel family, the news it said that is to adult sons, made journey of a hundred miles in just one day, but that would be an extraordinary pace if it were true. They travelled quickly, though, and soon arrived at the campsite, where some friends had brought samuels body inside to keep it safe. But there was a problem: winter he's coming, knowing that the journey back south with their fathers body would take them too long. The two sons purchased a cheap wooden box and buried samuel there in the wilderness of main. Then they settled in for the winter and waited when spring arrived. They took it upon themselves the grim task of disinterring their father, so that they could transport him home for a proper burial. The two brothers
quick work, uncovering the wooden box, they had buried in a shallow grave when it was exposed they lifted it out and onto their wagon, but they couldn't resist just one more look at the man who had re them prying off the lid of the coffin, the brothers looked inside and then stopped as horror fluttered over them, even Samuel had been buried on his back, the body had somehow turned over. More disturbing, though, was his face. The dead man's lips were raw and covered in dry blood and splinters of wood could be seen in his gums, and tongue their fathers hands told the same terrible story. A finger, tipps were torn and bloody, and many of the finger nails were missing torn off in an attempt to escape. There was no question about what had happened, and that was what frightened them the most, because it put the blame
squarely on then samuel mcdonald had not died that winter day, as his friends had assumed, he had simply fallen into a deep sleep, perhaps even a coma, unable to tell the difference, though, everyone assumes worst. We samuel sons arrived, they did what made sense. They buried their father and in doing so they did the very thing they never thought possible. They killed him. This episode of law was researched, written hand produced by me. Erin monkey music by chad, lawson more, is much more than just a podcast there's a book series of
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