It was mid July 1979 that Ron and Betty Harper discovered that something powerful and unknown had torn the bark off their old oak tree; also the local animal population – including squirrels and birds – seemed to have vanished and sightings began to surface of something prowling the area day and night. Their goat was badly frightened by something on a number of occasions.
Growing up in in the UK you get used to tales of the wee folk, the trolls and pixies, the Fae and in Lancashire we have the Boggart, often described as small and hairy and a horrible appearance, blamed for many a missing horse blanket or milk from a step. Here are some of the tales of the wee folk I have come across whist researching our forest friends.
I just thought I would tell you of an incident that happened while I was out walking with my dog last week. I tend to walk the same route every night and a part of which is through woodland, we walk there as it is a nice area to walk and the path following a stream.
See earlier Post: Days had gone past since our first encounter. We discussed at great length what it could have been. Normally you would have a rational explanation but we just couldn’t explain it. Now come on, just how do you climb up a sheer vertical rock face of 30 ft in 3 seconds or less in the dark? We decided to go back in the dark. Not late this time, and we had something for protection.
My gran, who is sadly no longer with us, used to live on Broomhill estate, Knottingley. About half a mile north of Niners. So it was a good place to meet, Lee and myself got ready at her house. We were going prepared this time.
I had a BSA meteor air rifle on which I had ‘under slung’ a powerful 3d cell torch. Not exactly a 12 gauge but it felt good to have it as we climbed over my grans back garden wall and headed for Niners once again. The night was still and quiet as we walked across the fields.
YD: Deborah. I came across your website whilst searching for some help. I want to report something I saw on new years day this year while I was walking my dog. I know you usually take reports of Bigfoot’s and Yetis but I don’t know how else to explain the “things” that I have saw or who to go too to report it. I guess you could call them Little Foots. Because I saw something in the woods that wasn’t large, but they were short. Two little small and hairy human type figures.
I regularly take my dog walking in some woods near the village of New Marke. These woods are called Errington Woods. Well on New Years day I was on my usual walk with the dogs when I heard these chattering noises, it sounded like two men muttering. and it sounded to me almost ape like. I looked into the trees where the direction of the sounds were coming from and I came across these two creatures both stood near a felled tree. They were about 3 feet tall and covered in tawny coloured hair. They were both males and I saw anatomy on one. They looked like small primitive humans and one was wearing what I can only assume was a loin cloth. They each had a mane of hair down their necks. They were very muscular and I got the impression that they were not children or young, that they were fully grown. They were just two little men covered with golden tawny hair.
On Saturday 12th May 2012, a small group of The Twilight Shadows Paranormal Team decided that we would go on a three-location paranormal road trip. We wanted to visit three ancient sites here in the UK
Our first location brought us to some allegedly haunted woods in Wiltshire, known for dark figures and screams and howls it did seem the perfect “haunted” place to do an investigation.
The woodlands we were visiting lie on an ancient site and as soon as you enter them, it felt to me like an ethereal, atmospheric sensation, envelops you. I felt off” but I’m not able to explain how or why?
One beautiful afternoon I was wandering about the rock garden and other favorite spots. Eventually I began walking along a path skirting the north side of Inverleith House, which is situated on rising ground in the centre of the gardens and is now Edinburgh’s Modern Art Gallery. Leaving the path I crossed an expanse of grass, dotted with trees and bushes, to a seat under a tall beech tree. When I sat down I could lean my shoulders and the back of my head against the tree. I became, in some way, identified with this tree, became aware of the movement of the sap in the trunk and even of the infinitely slow growth of the roots. There was a decided heightening of awareness and a sense of expectation. I felt completely awake and full of energy.
Suddenly I saw a figure dancing round a tree about twenty yards away from me – a beautiful little figure about three feet tall. I saw with astonishment that it was a faun, the Greek mythological being, half-human half-animal. He had a pointed chin and ears and two little horns on his forehead. His shaggy legs ended in cloven hooves and his skin was honey coloured. I watched him in astonishment, not believing my eyes. For a moment I wondered if perhaps he was a boy made up for a school show. Yet he could not be – something about him was decidedly not human. Was he an hallucination? There were one or two other people walking about in the gardens. I looked at them and then back at this beautiful little being. He was still there and seemed to be as solid and real as they were. I tried hard to analyse this experience and explain him away. Suddenly I was brought up sharp – what was I trying to do? Here was a strange and wonderful experience. Why should I not accept it, see what happened and analyse it later? I began to watch the little being with delight as he circled around another tree. He danced over to where I was sitting, stood looking at me for a moment and then sat crossed-legged in front of me. I looked at him. He was very real. I bent forward and said:
Sometimes in out lives we come across people who have had similar life experiences to yourself, almost parallel lives in a way, when I talk with this witness I can really identify with how it feels to be able to see and hear things others say are impossible, because regardless of anybodies view, it doesn’t make a blind bit of difference to the experiencer whether you believe them or not. All you have are the things that happen unasked for throughout your life. As I was chatting with Christian I asked if he had ever experienced anything other than the creature he saw with his dog Patch. I asked because you tend to find with some witnesses the sighting is not the only thing that has happened to them if you dig a little and listen a lot. Most people have a story to tell, you just have to sit with them and listen and the story dovetails into more.
Autumn is a lady that views things in a different way to many people out there, she likes to look around corners and outside the box,, she trusts her instincts and follows her gut, and after some eye opening experiences as a child, has accepted the world is not all it seems and in doing so has found her place in the world, and is willing to share her experiences for anyone going through the same or similar things, i was honoured when Autumn reached out to me, as i feel she has the same wants and ideas as myself, and many of the people who also chat to me most days, so for now i will bring you a small excerpt from Autumn’s world and over the coming winter months we can learn what shaped her as a child, and her journey through the years to where she is now, and hopefully we can walk a while along with her and learn from her wise and open mind.