haunted jobs

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i like to leave them alone

well

i got the chipper fixed...solenoid fried......fried...yes
cut my rope into 2 odd small rope lengths ...well i guess its better than my shortest being 120 ft
and havent messed with the brush from it again
i think i ll stack it on my trailer instead
im gonna play it safe

i ve got a nasty fir to take down next week, and i cant press my luck any
its another downtown garberville landmark tree that will soon be gone
it ' ll be interesting, hope the leaf lickers stay at a decent distance away
 
When I was 18 years old , my best friend and myself slept in a haunted castle.
The castle had been standing empty for 150 years , more or less, since the last owners fled the place.
We slept in the very room where the young countess was knifed to death by her husband, leaving a spot of blood on the wooden floor, that cannot be washed away.
We got the chance to do it, because my friends mother worked for a glossy magazine, and wanted to do an article about the castle.

My biggest fear was that some journalist from the magazine would pull a ghost prank on us, so I brought a gun and put handbag alarms on every entrance door, after telling the journalist and photographer that I'd shoot at anything that moved in the castle after we'd closed the gates.

Being a couple of total unbelievers, we spent a quiet night in the countess old bed.

No ghosts or journalists bothered us.
 
I'd have mixed a couple of drops of my blood on the stain, just to amp things up. And no guns! Whatsa gun gonna do to a ghost, lol!
 
The gun was to keep the journalists from trying anything funny.

I would never bring a gun to use against ghosts, since I don't believe in them.
I'll bet my mom still has that old article somewhere.
 
Years ago I was going up a tree with handled ascenders. I had a very strong thought in my head that my Dad wouldnt like what I was doing. He had been dead years and I rarely thought of him. I did a systems check and concluded I was tied into a live tree and was secure. 10 seconds later a pin came out of the ascender cam and I fell 37 feet. I still feel my old man looked out for me somehow, most people who fall that far die......
 
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Years ago I was going up a tree with handled ascenders. I had a very strong thought in my head that my Dad wouldnt like what I was doing. He had been dead years and I rarely thought of him. I did a systems check and concluded I was tied into a live tree and was secure. 10 seconds later a pin came out of the ascender cam and I fell 37 feet. I still feel my old man looked out for me somehow, most people who fall that far die......

weird, when im falling, if im in a pinch and get nervous, i some times feel my falling partners presence, i swear i can hear him telling me "go ahead dave torch it off, it'll go, bang those wedges a lil more, she'll go"

sometimes i get those dreams , i believe theyre called premonitions, where you see some of but not all the details of an event, thats a bad one...you feel the out come, and some of the circumstances
really makes me keep my self in check when i get de ja vu
you know the feeling youve seen this before..( in the dreams)

derail
as opposed to vu ja day..which i believe robin williams says is "the feeling that none of this shit has ever happened before"

i like vu ja day much better
 
Wow Dave, took me a second to change gears, I was thinkin, you have a partner that falls out of trees with you?:lol:
 
This thread reminded me of a job we did in a cemetery up in Milwaukee, old cemetery. The caretaker warned us of the children’s section about how if the ground gave out under us to let him know because we collapsed a casket and he could bring in dirt. He also told us that “they like to be mischievous”. I heard children laughing, had a gas cap, and a scrench go missing all within forty minutes. It was just a weird feel to the area over all, lots of young children and babies, early 1800’s.
 
Crazy, old thread!

So I recently had a very wacky job- taking down 3 huge trees very close to a custy's newly purchased home. On the appointed day, we were setting everything up, 55 ton crane in driveway, bucket on lawn, chipper in street. Just as we about to start the treework, a lady driving by stops in front and asks me, 'are you going to cut down that beautiful tree?' pointing to the 4'dbh oak 12' away from the corner of house. Foolishly, I said 'yes'. She totally lost her shit when she heard that. Not in so many words she seethed the following info- she was head of the town conservation committee for 20 years and she knows a healthy tree when she sees one and this tree is healthy and there is no reason to cut it down. And that I should be ashamed of my self for doing it, etc etc. She went completely, totally nuts on me! I tried to be reasonable and diplomatic responding to her complaints which all had zero merit. But like a fool I ended up taking the bait and yelling at her that she was a mean person:lol::D:|::rockhard:;).

Everything she said was lunacy and one thing stuck in my mind as particularly egregious when she said 'I haven't even met these people (the new homeowners) yet and I already hate them.' And when she told me her name I realized she was the same person who I have heard scores of severe complaints about from people over the years who had to deal with her when they were applying for building permits etc from the town. She was fired a year or so ago and police escorted her from her office...

So after we concluded our yelling match with my telling her I'm going to call the cops if she doesn't get off the property, my guys tell me on the radio as I'm climbing into the bucket to get started, 'be careful up there, she might have put a jinx on you.' I don't remember if I even responded but if I did it would be something along the lines of "I"m not worried about it".

So the job was going fine until my perfectly maintained, normally trouble free chipper shit the bed at 11am, the top feed wheel axle broke. It wasn't a quick fix and it made no sense to continue without a chipper so we proceeded to pack up and leave. In doing so my guys mentioned they think the lady put a hex on the tree. I said c'mon man. They said, no, it was actually the neighbor who agreed with the crazy lady and she was shaking her arms at the tree and hopping and chanting. I said don't you think she was gesticulating with her arms cuz she was upset or something? They both said no, they'd never seen anything like it, she was definitely trying to put a hex on the tree with witch craft or something.

Well, ok.

In cleaning up, there was huge pile of oak leaves that had accumulated by the chipper infeed so we used the tractor to load them into the chip truck. When my guy dumped the chips later that day, the dump minder saw the leaf pile and billed the load as 'mixed yard waste' which is way more costly than chips alone. The most I've ever paid for a load of chips is approx $200 but this 3/4 load came to $450. I was mind-blown.The fact I got screwed on the crane bill that day cuz we didn't put in a full day and would have to come back another day with the crane, and the chipper repair cost and downtime and the astronomical dump fee, the job was starting to feel rather sketchy.

That nite I was telling my buddy on the phone about it and when I got to the hex part, I was thinking to myself this story loses alot in the telling if you weren't actually there, but he says, 'oh no, she didn't hex you did she??' And I said yeah she did and he says omg, hexes are the worst, he knows cuz he got hexed once, he was riding his bike about 100 miles to Rhode Island for a training ride and some lady cut him off and they yelled at each other then she says 'I curse you!` It wasn't long before he broke several spokes, which he says never happens, multiple flat tires and other, bizarre malfunctions. Made it to RI on rims:O

Once my chipper was fixed, rescheduling the job was extremely difficult between the weather, the crane guy, the custy's subs doing work on the house etc. I started to think about hexes. I figured that a hex, even though otherworldly, still must be governed by the laws of nature or of physics etc. A hex must have a finite life span, nothing last forever.

When the time finally came to finish the job, I was leery, but all went well. And I figured the hex was definitely over when I found $7 cash blowing down the middle of the street:lol:

I was being flag man at one point when the crazy lady slowed as she pulled next to me and said,' I guess we know who's going to be getting coal in their stocking this year'. Oooo. Ooooouch. She got me with that one

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I hope this wasn't TLTR but living it was bizarre.
 
Had to go back and read the thread. I'm with Butch and stig on this. I don't believe in ghosts or hexes. If that woman could put a hex on the tree, I don't see why you couldn't use a counter hex, and make the tree walk in the chipper by itself. That would be a hell of a competitive advantage ;^)
 
I lived in a cabin for three months on the site of a former Haida village. The village was wiped out by smallpox if I remember correctly, the bodies were never buried as the area is/ was so sparsely populated.

Just sitting here thinking about some of the things that happened in just 3 months makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.

The weirdest event was one night I lay in bed, it was fairly windy and suddenly I heard voices outside. Voices calling out, I though maybe a skiff had run aground in the darkness. I got up grabbed a maglight and eent outside, I yelled out and pointed the light up into the trees. Didnt hear anything, went inside, heard it again, went outside, called out , I was standing there wondering if I should walk up to my bosses cabin when there was this absolute outburst of childs laughter right behind me. I spun around and there was no one there.

The next morning I told my boss and he said " alot of weird shit happens out here". Thats when he told me about the village being decimated and that his girls had told of seeing little native girls in the woods.
 
With my long story, I guess you could say crazy lady seemed to put a hex on a tree and a number of highly unusual, negative things happened shortly thereafter. Impossible to say for sure if the hex and the subsequent issues are related.

@treebogan , after the events you described, are you a believer in paranormal stuff?
 
With my long story, I guess you could say crazy lady seemed to put a hex on a tree and a number of highly unusual, negative things happened shortly thereafter. Impossible to say for sure if the hex and the subsequent issues are related.

@treebogan , after the events you described, are you a believer in paranormal stuff?

Yes I am.

I bought an old farmhouse which I still live it. Alot of weird stuff happened and my ex wife who was the biggest sceptic on earth was actually the one who organised a clarevoyent to clense the house. The clarevoyent said the house wasnt just haunted, it was practically a ghost party.

There is still one presence left but we worked out who she is and I dont get any real problems.

I wish we had logged every weird incident from when we moved in to when we had the house clensed. I would guess at over 50 events and they were increasing in " effect" for want of a better word. Actually it was probably more like 100 when you take into account lights coming on and finding random things in the middle of the floor.

Parts of my house are from the 1600s mayby earlier, its built right on the edge of a medieval road too.Lots of history.
 
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Wow that is interesting.

Do you ever feel threatened by the spirits or is more just wacky weird stuff that keeps happening?
 
Wow that is interesting.

Do you ever feel threatened by the spirits or is more just wacky weird stuff that keeps happening?

Never directly threatened. But the occurance that motivated my ex to call the clarvoyant was that each of us experianced the feeling of hands or feet walking along the side of our bodies, pressing the bedclothes against us. After that happened enough times to know you didnt dream it, it was time to call ghost busters.

There would be an upswing in activity after each time we altered the house. We began to expect it. Once after I cut down all the trees in front of the house the batteries died in the tractor, tipp trailer and both batteries in my truck. They were drained so fast the polarity was reversed and they were ruined.

When my ex moved out with our 2 year old daughter there was also a outburst. But that died down quickly.
 
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