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South Foreland lighthouse ghost hunt – 29-10-2011

Thursday, December 15th, 2011

This was the first time that this lighthouse had ever been investigated for paranormal activity and it proved to be a very interesting night. South Foreland lighthouse stands high on the cliff just outside of Dover with commanding views over the English Channel. Eerily the cross channel ferries glide past noiselessly.

After a quick historical lesson from Jon (Assistant Visitor Experience Manager – National Trust) and standing outside on what was a lovely windy evening we settled down into two groups.

My group stayed on the second floor, which was the control room. After a short while a male energy made himself know to me, his name was William and he was about 5’11” and of muscular build (he looked like a naval man), 57 years old and he told me that he was a lighthouse keeper in the 1830s, however as he wandered around the circle Kym (guest) jumped and was startled. When questioned why, she said that she heard a whisper in hear ear. After Kym had settled down again we all heard something resembling piano music, which was very odd because it sounded like it was coming from downstairs and there is no piano anywhere in the building. We also heard whispers, voices and general mumbling, both children and adults.

Whilst we were listening for the various voices another male energy arrived, several of the guests smelt Brandy and he gave his name as Turnbull but no other information. Also a very strict woman called Darby Miniot, who was the wife of a past lighthouse keeper also made her presence felt, and a Fisherman who was 19 years old and called Chris, who drowned off the coast in bad seas in 1930s also made their presence known. There were some light pushing from these energies, but it was the sounds of all the whisperings and voices that captured our imagination at the time, as they were in some cases really loud and distinct although the actual words we could not hear.

After a short break we made our way into the boiler room this was a very echoing room and no one wanted to look at the door or be near the door as they kept seeing shadows and movement around the door.

I also started tapping on one of the metal items and we all heard those same taps repeated to us and a few louder thumps, creaking and whistling. Although the whistling could have been the wind but considering it was very windy outside the whistling only seemed to occur very sporadically.

This session was abruptly stopped when I was needed by the other group as one of the guests was trying to get out by any means necessary and since the whole building was in darkness and the stairs are very narrow and steep I needed to escort the person down safely. After this guest had come downstairs, our group moved to the first floor to continue our investigation although once again it was interrupted the by same guest as he now felt physically sick. We carried on for a little while but very little happened and then the other group came down the stairs.

Our third session we all stayed in one group with people spread out on the staircase from the ground floor to the second floor, many noises ranging from whistles, taps and raps were heard by everyone and the loudest of bangs was coming from the Control room, so a couple of guests stationed themselves in this room and still the noises continued, apparently the bangs were coming from an old wooden cabinet and footsteps we also heard in this room. Down on the lower floor myself and another guest could see shadows moving across the room and at one stage I lost my vision, it was like someone had just shone a torch in my eyes in complete blackness, my eyes were rapidly trying to re-adjust, when that happened I moved away from this area as that was quite painful.

As I was tapping on a metal box on the wall for spirit to repeat the series of taps I heard a whisper which said “what is that” however no-one else heard anything apart from me asking out to spirit and the taps that I made.

This venue is one that we may return to at a later date to investigate the nature of the noises that we heard. However everyone thoroughly enjoyed the night and for some of us it didn’t end there.

We would like to thank Jon Barker from the National Trust for his patience throughout the night and Gareth Wiltshire for allowing the ghost hunt to take place.

Since the clocks were going back that night and we had finished at 1:00am from the lighthouse, some of us decided that we would investigate the WWII bunkers that were accessible from the track way leading from the lighthouse. This consisted of two rooms, linked together with a medium long tunnel which split in a Y shape into each room. Having no idea what these were used for, although from my knowledge of war time bunkers I would hazard a guess one of the rooms was used for storage of ammunition since there was a lighting tunnel. It was in this room that we started and almost immediately a Sergeant McBride and Private Jenkins made themselves known to me. They were from a Scottish regiment from WWII. I asked if they could make a noise that we could all hear. They did. It sounded to everyone that they were walking amongst us, we could very clearly hear footfalls on the dusty floor all around us, many of the guests found this very frightening because when a torch was switched on no-one had moved nor was there any sign of animals which could have made the same sort of noise. Every time the torches were switched off the footfall noises continued. A couple of guests also saw lights in the corner of the room and many of us heard whistling, although we ruled out the wind, because we were below ground and it wasn’t windy through the tunnel or outside the entrance to the tunnel.

One of the guests asked me whether they knew that they had passed over and unfortunately they did not, so then the investigation turned into a rescue as their Brigadier (who did not give his name) asked that all his men were led to safety. I sensed that he might have known, but didn’t have the courage to tell his men, which is very typical of what we know of WWII commanding soldiers, that carry on regardless attitude. We made our way to the entrance tunnel where the rescue was going to take place. Many orbs were captured by us in this tunnel, especially towards the entrance and as I said that all the men (One hundred and twenty three of them) were lining up and walking towards us. The photographed orbs also seemed to be heading towards us and getting brighter and more intricate. After the rescue had taken place there seemed an air of tranquillity in the tunnels and that our investigation had been worthwhile so we headed home.

This was an excellent end to an already interesting night and all the guests thoroughly enjoyed themselves, especially those who had an extra ghost hunt in the WWII bunkers.

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