Haunted Road in Nanaimo: ‘I Slammed into Him’

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Location: Nanaimo, British ColumbiaCanada
Timberland Rd

Ghost report from Gord:

“When I was a young man I never believed in ghosts, but as I grew older I had a few things that changed my mind… Take the time my friend Jim and I decided to go to an evening movie in Nanaimo. We talked about the movie earlier in the week and decided on going Thursday night for the first show starting at 7:15.

So on Thursday, November 18, 1965, I started up my old 1954 Ford Coupe and drove to Jim’s house to pick him up. His sister came to the bedroom window and hollered to me that Jim would be out in 5 minutes…10 minutes later Jim ran outside in the pouring rain and hopped into the passenger seat.

“If you had been any longer Jim,” I said, “We’d have had to catch the next show”.

Off we went, the old Ford slipping and sliding down the side streets of town. I had the radio blasting and Jim and I were gabbing with one another as we came around the head of the bay of Ladysmith Harbour.

The traffic was light so I could step on it to make it to the show on time in Nanaimo.

We passed the old Cassidy Drive-In theatre and as we passed the south-end of the airport Jim asked me a question. I looked over at him to answer…The wiper blades were pounding back and forth pushing the rain aside as we neared Timberland Road on the left…Just then Jim hollered, “WATCH OUT”.

I looked back at the road and there was a man with a beard standing in the middle of my lane holding up his hands to me like he was begging me to stop. I punched the brake pedal to the floor but I slammed into him at 60 miles per hour. But there was no sound of an impact.

Jim was hollering, “YOU HIT HIM, YOU HIT HIM!”.

“I know I did, I know I did,” I said as the old Ford finally came to a stop.

No cars were behind me so I pulled off the road to the right. I grabbed my jacket from the back seat, put it on and flung my drivers side door open. The rain was coming down in sheets and my hair was wet in about two seconds.

“You check that side of the road Jim and I’ll go to the other side,” I said.

I crossed the highway as a car splashed past me going south…And then it was dark…I returned to the car and got a flashlight out of the glove box and turned it on. Another few cars splashed me as I crossed the road again.

I walked up and down that side of the road looking in the ditch and in the trees and broom bushes and saw nothing. I hollered to Jim asking if he saw anything and he hollered back that he had not.

I went back to the car and looked under it, expecting to find someone stuck underneath it…Nothing…Where was this strange guy we’d both seen at the same time?

“We did see this guy, did we not, Jim?” I asked. “Oh yes we saw him alright and you hit him dead centre but I don’t know where that guy is now”.

I turned the car around and went back down to the drive-in theatre then turned around again. I drove slowly looking up the road and in the ditch with my headlights. Jim was shining the flashlight out on the airfield…Nothing. There were cars passing us and honking their horns because we were driving so slowly.

The rain was still pounding on the windshield as I finally drove off again toward Nanaimo and our Thursday night movie.

We sat in our seat just as the movie started. We watched the entire movie that night and drove home later, still talking about the guy who tried to stop us at Timberland Road.

Ghost or no ghost, I don’t have an answer.

I watched the news the next day and read the local paper and nothing was reported about anyone being hit by a car out on or near Timberland Road that night or any other night.

Today, as I drive past the spot 42 years later, Jim is passed away now and maybe he has the answer but I do not. I still wonder about that night in the rainstorm, who or what that person was.

Maybe he was trying to tell me to slow down or someone hit him at that spot years before and he came back to ask for my help…I still don’t have an answer.”

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Prince Rupert Ghosts: Her Body Headed Downstairs

 

Prince Rupert Ghosts

Location: Prince Rupert, British Columbia, Canada

Ghost report from Holly on June 18, 2016:

“To sum it all up it was a lodge, in particular from what my father had told me it was a loggers (floating) lodge at one point, but was found abandoned and half sunk so my father took that opportunity to restore it to its former glory but he never expected the extra visitors that came with it.

Eventually I got to the point where I no longer wanted to live in this lodge because I couldn’t stand the paranormal activity. So I pleaded and begged my dad if I could move in early with my boyfriend, despite the fact that our relationship was still very new. I was able to sway him to allow me to move in with my boyfriend and his parents just until we got a place of our own.

After I had moved out, my father began renting rooms out to tourists. It was at this point where my father realized that perhaps I wasn’t full of “shit” as he had called me and that maybe I was telling the truth.

The one room that many people had stayed in turned out to be the exact same room as mine that I had spent many years in.

The common complaint among the majority of the tourists was that someone would come into their room in the middle of the night, walk around their bed, and stand at the foot of the bed staring at them. They would hear the footsteps in the hallway slowly working their way up to their room and then they would feel the presence of someone come in. But most were too afraid to look and see who the intruder was, so naturally in the morning the tourists would confront my father in regards to see if he had intruded into their room at night.

At first my father laughed it off and responded that he would have no reason to do such things. But then after countless people complained of the exact same strange coincidence he started becoming a believer.

It wasn’t all cashed up to this one particular incident, this lodge is beyond terrifying. In fact a number of years back, perhaps around 2010, I moved back because my husband and I were going through difficult times and the lodge was a place that was always offered to anyone in the family who needed a place to stay as it did have roughly 15 rooms.

Even after 10 years of time, maybe even more, there was still a high amount of paranormal activity. My husband ended up staying in the lodge with me as well. When I had told him that the lodge was a little haunted and to not be afraid he seemed more of a skeptic, he laughed it off. But after staying in the lodge within 3 months, he had seen and felt enough to become a believer as well.

One instance happened when it was just him and myself alone in the lodge. It was early morning and my husband had decided to wake up and make a big breakfast for the two of us. The kitchen was huge to say the least, there were two entrances one that led from the hallway down to the rooms and had a staircase that would take you to the lower level, and also an entrance from the living room area.

I was in the process of getting dressed when I had heard Dave hollering from the kitchen, but I didn’t hear what he was saying so I just continued getting dressed. I heard him say a few more things but didn’t bother yelling back.

It turns out that while Dave was cooking breakfast he had seen me walk by him to the lower level and he assumed that I was going to have a shower. He asked me as I passed by if I was heading to have a shower and if I wanted him to come because he knew how freaked out and uncomfortable I was when I went to shower. He then asked again and called “Baby?” twice. No response, so he assumed that perhaps I was just ignoring him.

I finished getting dressed and I walked in from the stairway/hall entrance. He immediately asked me, “Did you have a good shower?” My response of course was No. He then proceeded to ask me if I had at least just come from downstairs, “Didn’t you just come from downstairs?” By this time he was really starting to wig me out and I confronted him by saying, “What are you talking about? I was just in the bedroom getting dressed? How could I possibly be in two places at once?” His face went so uncharacteristically pale that I knew something was up.

He explained to me later that he had seen a tall, young lady that looked very similar to me with long dark hair which is why he had assumed that it was just me. The tips of her hair had passed out of the corner of his eyes and the body had headed downstairs.

This was not the only strange incident when we stayed in that lodge. We often heard the phantom steps of someone walking the halls at night. Also our cat, she acted so strange during the night. She ran into one of the furthest rooms down the hall and hid under the bunk bed in a far corner and refused to come out. I literally had to go and fetch her myself, not a pleasant situation. I hated going into the rooms that were the furthest down the hall, they made me so uncomfortable and scared, the hairs on my neck always stood on end.

Not only that, I conducted a few experiments on my own. When my husband happened to be in town, as I did not like to see the end of the hallways and the other rooms, I put up a double mattress that would block the hallway to the other rooms. All throughout the day I was spooked. I heard noises and steps and so many noises I couldn’t find the source of.

I found enough courage in myself to speak directly to the spirits or spirit that was bothering me. At first I asked it to make a small knock on my door to let me know he was there. I did this experiment a few times. Each time I asked the spirit to knock a little louder, and every time there would be a knock.

At this point I thought it was incredible because I had never attempted to contact any of them and I thought that maybe I was losing my mind. So I asked them or it, whatever you want to refer to them as, to make a loud sound something very significant to show with force that they in fact were there.

Within minutes, the mattress that I had strategically placed to block out the hallway and the other rooms was pushed over with such force on my door that I thought that someone was trying to break down the door to my bedroom. I was extremely shaken from this, so I decided to stop and further meddling with this spirit might aggravate it.

Hours crawled by and I felt like I would be alone in the lodge forever. Finally my husband got home after me sending him multiple pleading texts for him to come back to the lodge because I was too afraid to stay by myself. He finally came home and he saw on my face that I was visibly shaken, and I was a blubbering lunatic trying to explain what had happened.

After a couple hours I had calmed down and had told him everything that happened and asked if he believed me despite the fact that he said that he did. I guess the spirit figured that wasn’t enough because the mattress that I had stood up again to block the hallway off was mysteriously pushed over again with enough force that it had my husband jumping off his feet ready to knock whoever out that was on the other side of the bedroom door.

He opened the door and sure enough the mattress was flat down in front of the door.

By now my husband was thoroughly convinced that the lodge was haunted. Even he couldn’t stand being in certain places alone in that lodge, particularly the downstairs bathroom and the cargo bay was hair raising.

On multiple accounts people have said that there was something strange about that lodge. My father himself and his girlfriend had heard eerie, old music coming from downstairs, as if played from an old record player. On closer inspection they couldn’t find a single thing downstairs that played music, let alone would sound like music.

I personally think that there are multiple spirits trapped in the lodge, and unfortunately some of them are just trouble makers but there is a fair share of very dark and unhappy spirits. There are places in this lodge such as the cargo bay or the downstairs bathroom, you can’t stay more than ten minutes in the area because you feel as if something really bad will happen to you and your skin just crawls. You feel as if you’re being watched in the bathroom and you shower so quick that its more or less a drip dry shower because you can’t stand staying any longer than necessary in the bathroom.

I was never able to find any research on this lodge. All I know was that at one point it was meant for loggers. When it was dug up it had extremely expensive logging equipment in the bottom of the lodge, the bilge. Of course all of this equipment was thrown out or had to be salvaged, most of it was water logged and covered in fine silt like mud. Months on end I would help my dad clean out the smudge and gunk to try and get it to float again which eventually it did. His intention was to sell it, but the sheer number of misfortunes and bad luck that surrounded it made me wonder.

In the end he was never able to sell it, nor was he able to make any money from it, as the upkeep of such a large lodge and not enough profit caused him to give up. He gave in throwing his hands up and stopped working on it. And I no longer know who the current owner of that particular lodge is, but the heartache and sheer frustration it caused my father was enough for him to want nothing more to do with it.

He still to this day won’t say for sure that he was certain it was haunted. But he did tell me that there was without a doubt something very unusual about that lodge. My father is a very skeptical man himself, even confronted with unexplained phenomenon he still refuses to believe what his own eyes and heart tell him. And despite the fact that he likes to play it off as if he doesn’t believe in it, he has told me before that he sensed something or someone in that lodge.

At one point in time I believe it was called Tasso Lodge and and that he had found it abandoned up towards Alaska. To this day I still will not go in the lodge even if you paid me to.

Thank you for your time, and your patience. This story that I have relayed to you is accurate 100% and I can almost guarantee that if one was to go in this lodge as of today it would still be haunted. Whether or not you’re brave enough to step onto it is a whole different story to tell. The first steps onto this lodge into the cargo bay will set your hair on ends and make you sweat uncomfortably.”

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Surrey Ghosts: Little Girl Standing Over Him

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Location: Surrey, British Columbia, Canada

Ghost report from Danialle on February 24, 2016:

“My husband, myself, and my 3 kids moved about 8 years ago. We rented a house in Surrey BC and the house was over 50 years old on an acre lot.

Within a few weeks we had issues of a picture being moved and flipped over almost every night.

I had a candle holder that held 5 round candles, that also got moved and the candles were rolled onto the floor.

After a few months we started hearing noises thru the house and a little girl giggling. A friend of my daughter said she heard giggling and saw a little girl running down the hall.

A family friend move in and he said he woke up to a little girl standing over him, and when he sat up she was gone. He described her as being young, approximately 6 years old with long blonde hair.

No one else ever said they saw her, only heard her giggle.

We also had an old garage in the yard that no girls would go into. As I explained to my husband, it’s the feeling of a grouchy old man that does not want any women in his garage. Very bad vibes.

5 years ago everyone in the house was sleeping but me. Every time I started falling asleep I heard noises. Like banging or doors closing. I must have got up about 4 times to check the kids.

I tried going to sleep and the TV in our bedroom turned on and off several times, and then the light in our room turned on. This time, my husband woke up. He asked me if I was burning something. No I wasn’t.

We walked around the house and found nothing, yet we could smell smoke. Our bedroom window was opened and it seemed like the smoke was coming inside from outside. I opened the front door, stepped outside and could smell smoke bad. It was the house … It was on fire.

Everyone got out of the house, except the family dog. The next morning the fire department released the house. And above the door way at the main entrance it looked like “boooo” was written above the door where the paint come off. It spooked me out. We did get a picture of the door way.

The weirdest part is that the next house we got, a little hand print done in glitter showed up in 3 rooms of the house. And someone has been seeing a shadow at the windows and we hear our names being called.

Not sure if it is possible but it seems like she moved with us and has stayed with us since.”

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Iskut Ghosts: Haunted School – ‘Pounding on the Walls’

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Location: Iskut (First Nations Community), British Columbia, Canada
Type: school
Built: n/a

Ghost report from Bonnie on May 28, 2015:

“I worked at a school in Iskut, BC for two years and have never been so frightened in another building in my life. I have lived in many creepy houses and ventured through strange, eerie buildings, but they never actually scared me. The school in Iskut did.

The first time I walked into the building it had an uncomfortable, oppressive feeling to it. And I could immediately feel someone, or something, watching me.

I worked in the library, which was located in the centre of the building and was open to the rest of the building on two sides. Basically, I only had two walls, and no doors. Because of this, I could hear most of what happened in the school. When the kids left, the building was usually quite quiet. But when the rest of the staff would leave, it got noisier again.

I often stayed late with two of the teachers because there was a lot of work to do in the library. When the other teachers left, they would lock their classrooms. All the same, after they were gone, I’d hear their classroom doors opening and slamming shut. Afterward, I’d hear small footsteps, and sometimes a girl giggling. If I stayed particularly late (after dinner time) I would sometimes hear what sounded like a person running down the hallway and pounding on the walls on one side. I couldn’t see anyone, and anyone trying to do that on the other side of the wall would have to be able to run through classroom walls to do it.

After a fundraiser one night, I was bringing supplies back from the gym into the main part of the building. When I opened the doors, I could hear jazz music coming from one of the classrooms. The classroom door was locked and it was dark inside. When I opened the door, the music stopped. I checked the CD player the teacher used, and it was unplugged. Needless to say, I got out of there as quick as I could.

Another experience was much later at night. My father was contracted with renovating the school’s kitchen and was trying to meet a strict deadline, so he asked me to help after school hours. We had two days left to finish, so we were working well past midnight to finish on time. I was feeling very jumpy and kept flinching at the smallest of sounds. Eventually, my dad asked if I was okay, and I told him I felt like something was watching me and/or creeping up on me. He said, “Well, I didn’t want to tell you this, but, when I was here by myself the other night, I saw a little girl. She stayed in the shadows of the hallway, just out of range of my work lights. I asked her what she was doing in the building and she said, ‘My name is Kayla and I live here now.’ Then she laughed and disappeared. It was like she dissolved or something. I didn’t want to scare you, but maybe she’s hanging out with us.” I worked as hard as I could to be finished that project and avoided the building late at night from then on.

The last occurrence I experienced was shortly before I left the community. I was working in the library through Spring Break to get it ready for the next librarian, so I was alone in the building. I could hear a sound that was a mixture of strong winds and distant thunder, and I felt as though something was behind me. Suddenly, a shadow like a huge bird swooped down from the ceiling behind me. Instinctively, I ducked, but it still seemed as if it was only an inch or so above my head. It glided across the library, down the hallway at the other end, then rose up into the ceiling. After that, music started playing in the classroom at the far end of the building. I was so freaked out, I almost left, but one of the janitors came into the building, and the music stopped. I managed to work through the rest of the day, but I found someone to come with me for the rest of Spring Break.”

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School – Haunted Iskut Database

Iskut ghosts haunted paranormal British Columbia BC Canada

Location: Iskut (First Nations Community), British Columbia, Canada
Type: school
Built: n/a

Ghost report from Bonnie on May 28, 2015:

“I worked at a school in Iskut, BC for two years and have never been so frightened in another building in my life. I have lived in many creepy houses and ventured through strange, eerie buildings, but they never actually scared me. The school in Iskut did.

The first time I walked into the building it had an uncomfortable, oppressive feeling to it. And I could immediately feel someone, or something, watching me.

I worked in the library, which was located in the centre of the building and was open to the rest of the building on two sides. Basically, I only had two walls, and no doors. Because of this, I could hear most of what happened in the school. When the kids left, the building was usually quite quiet. But when the rest of the staff would leave, it got noisier again.

I often stayed late with two of the teachers because there was a lot of work to do in the library. When the other teachers left, they would lock their classrooms. All the same, after they were gone, I’d hear their classroom doors opening and slamming shut. Afterward, I’d hear small footsteps, and sometimes a girl giggling. If I stayed particularly late (after dinner time) I would sometimes hear what sounded like a person running down the hallway and pounding on the walls on one side. I couldn’t see anyone, and anyone trying to do that on the other side of the wall would have to be able to run through classroom walls to do it.

After a fundraiser one night, I was bringing supplies back from the gym into the main part of the building. When I opened the doors, I could hear jazz music coming from one of the classrooms. The classroom door was locked and it was dark inside. When I opened the door, the music stopped. I checked the CD player the teacher used, and it was unplugged. Needless to say, I got out of there as quick as I could.

Another experience was much later at night. My father was contracted with renovating the school’s kitchen and was trying to meet a strict deadline, so he asked me to help after school hours. We had two days left to finish, so we were working well past midnight to finish on time. I was feeling very jumpy and kept flinching at the smallest of sounds. Eventually, my dad asked if I was okay, and I told him I felt like something was watching me and/or creeping up on me. He said, “Well, I didn’t want to tell you this, but, when I was here by myself the other night, I saw a little girl. She stayed in the shadows of the hallway, just out of range of my work lights. I asked her what she was doing in the building and she said, ‘My name is Kayla and I live here now.’ Then she laughed and disappeared. It was like she dissolved or something. I didn’t want to scare you, but maybe she’s hanging out with us.” I worked as hard as I could to be finished that project and avoided the building late at night from then on.

The last occurrence I experienced was shortly before I left the community. I was working in the library through Spring Break to get it ready for the next librarian, so I was alone in the building. I could hear a sound that was a mixture of strong winds and distant thunder, and I felt as though something was behind me. Suddenly, a shadow like a huge bird swooped down from the ceiling behind me. Instinctively, I ducked, but it still seemed as if it was only an inch or so above my head. It glided across the library, down the hallway at the other end, then rose up into the ceiling. After that, music started playing in the classroom at the far end of the building. I was so freaked out, I almost left, but one of the janitors came into the building, and the music stopped. I managed to work through the rest of the day, but I found someone to come with me for the rest of Spring Break.”

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Nanaimo Ghosts: Old Man Breathing

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Location: Nanaimo, British Columbia, Canada

Ghost report from Sharon on April 17, 2015:

“In the early 1990’s I was living in a small apartment in a medium-sized building in the downtown area. I was a single parent of one child. My partner had recently self-destructed and was returned to prison on the mainland, so we’d been forced to move quickly, hence the small apartment.

A few weeks after we moved in, I was sleeping in the only bedroom. My son was with his grandparents at the time. It was darkish in the room, but there was a bright light on a tall pole in the small parking lot outside the bedroom window. I never saw anything, but I sure heard something! It was the distinct sound of an old man’s breathing! He seemed to be in the room with me! It seemed to be above me, as if he, or it, was hovering above my bed! I was totally freaked out. I quickly left the room and spent the rest of the night on the sofa in the living/kitchen/dining room. As I said it was a very small apartment. Maybe 250-300 sq.ft.

In the morning I asked the resident manager if anyone had ever died in that apartment. He said a man had died, not in the apartment, but in the hospital.

I heard this breathing sound many times. One night a friend stayed the night and the sound was so loud I had to go to the sofa, which meant he had to go sleep in the bedroom. When he awoke I asked him how he slept, he said great, except for that guy breathing so loud! Later on he tried to convince me the sound was somehow travelling through the structure of the building. I wasn’t buying it.

In the apartment beside me a young woman lived, above me was a young man whose job required him to travel a lot, and beside him was a youngish weekend father. None of them had breathing issues. In fact at that time there were no tenants older than 35.

I moved out of there after a few months. Whoever he was, I hope he found the white light, and peace.”

Update from Sharon on Oct 8, 2015:

“I happened to run into a friend yesterday who recently moved out of the building I wrote about in my report. Her name is Barbera. She told me that there were many unusual experiences while she was living there. She said that other tenants reported seeing apparitions, hearing breathing for no apparent reason, and feelings of uneasiness.

Barbera has a friend who used to visit her quite frequently at her apartment. His visits became less often and he wouldn’t stay long. When questioned about this, he said that as soon as he turned the corner to get onto the property, he immediately began to feel fear and dread. This is a man who loves the Lord and does a great deal of good for his community.

Barbera reported at least one suicide in the building, and there is a documented shooting as well, with the RCMP being forced to kill a man exhibiting mental illness and/or breakdown.

I’m not an investigator, normal or paranormal, but it would certainly be intriguing to see someone else visit this location. It is in one of the older neighbourhoods of the city, and the building was built on a lot that had a house or houses torn down to make space for this apartment building. Of course the building has had a large number of tenants over the years, and of course those dozens of people are going to have had illnesses both physical and mental. But when I lived there 20+ years ago I never felt anything dark or dreadful.”

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