Does anybody know any good stories about ghosts and trains?
Maybe like riding late at night on a locomotive that was once in a wreck. Or, passing a place on the track where a tragedy once unfolded. Or, maybe crossing a bridge where a man was hung during the war.
Once, I was driving through a dark village in Poland (the power is out after ten o’clock), and a life size and very realistic crucifix suddenly loomed in my headlights - I just about lost it !!!
I have heard stories of crewless UP trains haunting the sideings from Houston to LA looking for thier crew…[}:)]
'pooky…wooo eee oooo
UP celebrated halloween earlier this year by sending a train from Montclair to Commerce with NO crew and NO locomotives[:0]!
Subdivision: Vaudreuil
Mile:
Location: Ste. Anne-De-bellevue, Quebec, Canada
Railway: CP Rail
One Night, A railway crew Responded to an “urgent structural failure” in the Ste. Annes bridge- The crew, Two men- took out ladders, climbed them while positioned it with the tracks and began the ascent.
Theres is where the breaksdiwn in communicateion happened- The Oncomming train was not aware of the man standing on a ladder on the tracks as it approcahed at 55 MPH.
As the trains rounded the bend, the man relaized he had no chance in climbing down the ladder- The other man in The CP rail truck on the south track tried to warnt he northbound train that there was someobody on the track, but there was no where near enough time to stop the freight train.
It hit the ladder, the guy didn’t even have enough time to jump onto the structure- all that could be heard was the passing of the freight train, and if you lsitened really careful you could hear the faintest sploosh in the water.
The water is only 2 feet deep there, the rapids however mving really fast
The body was never recovered, oddly enough- Refelctive jacket and all- just dissapeared
SO LEGEND HAS IT
he reapears every now and then, determined to fix that flaw- Many trains get flat wheels on that bridge because suddenly a ladder appears from no where- and causes the crew to react- Sometimes a man- is hobbling along the trakcs- blood stains everywhere- looks as if he was submerged in the water for 100’s of years- some people claim to see sea weed on him as he hobbles toward the oncomming train seeking help.
usualy once the light sets on him- he dissapears- or shortly there after- again only in time for the crew to go into emergency.
SO WHAT CAN YOU SAY…
This is what I know- that bridge is bloody well eerie, i’ll give it that- and sometimes i’ll turn my head really fast and thin
If you listen close to any diesel engine you can hear the sound of Old Rudy Diesel’s bones creakin at idle and his howl at top rev…
Adrianspeeder
There is a book called Ghost Trains that has stories of haunted stations, bridges, tunnels, etc. You can probably get it at yor local book store.
That’s funny, they also sent a train north through downtown Portland from Brooklin yard with no locomotive or crew !!!
It must be part of some new money saving program!!!
Try this link out. Pretty good story!
http://abandonedrailroads.homestead.com/Maco.html
Larry
What a cool story ! now I want to go see the light.
When I was a kid, I would walk home from school on the train tracks, a distance of about 8 miles. My parents worked late, and I always had detention or I would be practicing my bass for the school orchestra. So, one night in the dead of winter, I was walking home in the dark deep in the woods on the track. It was extremely cold (northeast ohio). It may not sound like much, but I got spooked. I have never been one to panic in the woods, I had always loved hiking and never even been lost even in fairly remote places. But, there was something in the trees, and it was following me, and the longer I walked the worse it got. I didn’t want to run, because I had quite a ways to go and it was very cold. So, I kept moving at a quik pace even though it started to look like the branches of the trees were being moved by some invisible force, which actually started to get pretty scary. It may not sound like much, but I was sure glad when I got home, I think I ran the last hundred yards.
It’s something about walking the Train Tracks and bad weather that makes for some interesting things that you may or may not see.
Maybe it’s more being alone and an environment with no standard with which to guage your perceptions.
It’s amazing how far even the smallest sounds will travel in the woods when there is no foliage and the ground is covered with ice. And, compared to the silence, those sounds become apparent. In the pitch black there is no visual cues to compare to the sounds and things that are perfectly still can appear to be moving.
I guess that all sounds very rational, but once your spooked, the more you think about it, the worse it gets.
It’s also amazing how far smell travels when there is no foliage. I once smelled warm air and food cooking from a nearby subdivision, it had to be about a mile.
My favorite thing to do (yes more so than drivin the stroker) is when there is at least a foot of snow on the ground, and i go walkin in the fields around home. The cold, sounds of only nature at rest, how clean everything looks, a pretty gray sky with more snow fallin. Man, I feel better just thinkin about it. Although i dont think i will be able to do that down here in philly. 
I wanna go home.
Adrianspeeder
Adrian – you’re in the middle of a hundreds-of-mile radius of country where you can do exactly that. Some weekend, drive down 95 or 40, and get onto 896 north. Start taking notes. This is just one little representative example.
I used to own a newspaper in south Georgia and would take papers around on Thursdays to stores which sold it. One day I was cranking along at 100 per and had decided to go over the grade crossing at that speed to see how far I would be airborn. But the thought came to me, “this would be a perfect day for a grade crossing accident.” So I snaked the Porsche 914 to a stop at the crossing sign, looked both ways and went on. About 15 minues later I arrived at home to see my wife at the door telling me that the sheriff’s office had called for me to go out to a car train accident. It was at the grade crossing I had just stopped at.
Jock Ellis
Coincidence? Premonition?
I make it a point to deliberately have such moments of pause, it has served me well.
Have you seen the story about the truck load of Porsches hit by a train?
Old steam Train whistles anyone?
this is my all time favorite ghost train story in the world!
The clinchfield curse
also I have witnesssed an actual haunting on the rails!
I was walking along an old line in a thunderstorm and well I heard the faint sad cry of a steam locomotive in the dicstance and this line has been abandond for years! so I looked down the line and saw the fricking engine itself I started to run and I wouldn’t stop eventualy the engine caught up to me I jumped to the side and watched it rocket past me I was able to get a faint look at the cab and there was nobody driving! as it reached the level crossing it let out a loud shreaking bloodcurtleing hoot from it’s whistle then it just vanished into thin air.
the locomotive looked like a Union Pacific 2-8-0
I’ve been down to Moonville, Ohio, a ghost town on the former B&O across southern Ohio. It’s supposed to be one of the most haunted locations in Ohio. I’ve made a few trips down there, and each trip has been different in terms of experiences.
There was also a story I read in a book when I was a kid where a conductor or other member of a train crew was in love with an engineer’s wife. He killed the engineer, making it look like an accident. He then married the engineer’s wife, and they bought or built a house along a riverbank across the river from the railroad line that the engineer used to run on. As they were going up to the door of the house, they saw the headlight of a train approaching in the distance. Apparently the tracks came downhill towards the riverbank and then made a sharp turn to run alongside. The train that was approaching had the engineer’s locomotive pulling it and had been stopped at the station at the top of the hill when the crew had left the cab. While the cab was empty, the locomotive started off by itself, racing downhill towards the bend at the river. As the wife of the engineer and the conductor were about to go inside the house, they heard a scream of a steam whistle, turned, and saw the locomotive fly off the curve, and fly across the river, crashing into the house and killing the couple. If I remember right, the story said that every year on the anniversar of the accident, a phantom locomotive is seen flying across the river and disappearing where the house used to be.
Kevin