Inside The Unsolved Disappearances Of The Bennington Triangle

Why is the area of the Bennington Triangle considered cursed? Why do people not want to live there? It seems the mountainous terrain of Glastenbury, Vermont had a bad luck curse from the beginning.  What happened to the people who mysteriously disappeared from Glastenbury Mountain, Vermont?” In most Bennington Triangle cases the victims or their bodies were never found. They vanished into thin air from their bedrooms, gardens, and petrol stations and other places within the area of Bennington Triangle. Except for people disappearances, there were also numerous reports of strange sounds, people who have gone insane, peculiar smells, UFO activity, strange lights, and mysterious creatures spotted in woods. Although these happenings have long puzzled people living in the vicinity of Bennington, Vt. they have never been explained.

Officially 241 persons lived in the region in 1880. Then the “town’s” population decreased to 17 in 1920 and down to only 3 permanent residents in 1930. In 1950 there was only the one remaining resident but also on its way to move…

A number of local legends are associated with a densely wooded area of the Bennington Triangle and Glastenbury Mountain but the first white settlers did not take the legend seriously until their families and closest friends began to disappear without trace.

https://allthatsinteresting.com/bennington-triangle  Some suspect a serial killer while others point a finger at the paranormal, but nobody has been able to fully explain the mysterious disappearances from Vermont’s Bennington Triangle. Followers of folklore and aficionados of the paranormal are certainly familiar with the Bermuda Triangle and perhaps even southeastern Massachusetts’ Bridgewater Triangle. But one lesser-known cousin of these areas infamous for their strange disappearances holds more than its fair share of tantalizing mysteries: the Bennington Triangle of Vermont.

Dubbed as such by Vermont author Joseph A. Citro, the Bennington Triangle is a loosely-defined area that encompasses the ghost town of Glastenbury, once a small logging community centered on the eponymous mountain in southwestern Vermont. Abandoned at the end of the 19th century after the logging boom died down, the greater Glastenbury area is now mostly untouched, pristine wilderness and is considered remote even by Vermont standards.  Starting with a string of missing persons some 70 years ago, the now-abandoned town has long been the eerie setting of numerous unexplained disappearances, unsolved murders, and bizarre sightings that continue to this day.  Glastenbury and its neighboring township Somerset were both once moderately thriving logging and industrial towns, but began declining toward the late 19th century and are now essentially ghost towns,unincorporated by an act of the state legislature in 1937.

The Bennington Triangle also has been a hotspot for UFO activity, Big Foot sightings, and strange lights and sounds. Other sources do seem to support that such folklore does appear to date back as far as the late 19th century. This includes the local folk belief that Native Americans regarded the Glastenbury area as “cursed” and avoided it, as well as tales of hairy “wild men” and other strange beasts in the woods.

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The Waddy Werewolves. I could see the hair standing up on their backs.

Kentucky Bigfoot Reports

Witness: Pam (full name on file)

County: Shelby

Date: 7-9-2017

Time: 11:00 PM

City: Shelbyville, KY (exact location on file)

Describe Your Encounter: “I am guessing as to the date since it has been almost 1 year since this sighting. It was a Sunday night and there was a full or nearly full moon with a few clouds and very mild temperature. I am certain of the time of the sighting since I normally walk my dog no later than 9:00pm, but I was late on this particular night because I had been watching a show on TV and was late getting out with her. This was an unusual location to see something like this because I live in a nice, older neighborhood, but it is within a mile of wide open country. I follow the same route walking my dog every evening and I was almost back to my house when I stopped because I saw 2 very large black, hairy things coming down the driveway of the house across the street from my house.
Interpretation of the Waddy Werewolf by Terry Thomas

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The Invisible Ones. One mans experience in the Lye Valley. 1997

I was chatting with Nik Hayes who has a wonderful website Quest for the invisible s  Nik had a very strange experience with something he could hear, but could not see in the Lye Valley, that was shadowing him as he walked alone at night, just on Dusk. Here is Nik’s account in his own words.

I was living in the area at the time, down at Wood Farm, and myself and my then partner would often visit the woods at night. We used to go down there all the time, late at night together and we often saw orbs of light moving above the river, as well as through the wooded area, although we never experienced anything as scary as my encounter that evening when I was walking down to Cowley for band practise. It was in 1997 and I am still trying to come to terms with it to this day.

In 1997 I experienced somthing that still puzzles me. I was running a bit late for a band practise at my mates house down in Cowley (Oxford)  The journey involved getting a bus down to the bottom of Cowley Road, then walking quite a distance to his house, (roughly a forty minute journey) I would sometimes walk down to his house through a nature reserve called the Lye Valley, which was a nice walk during the daytime, and I could get to my mates house in about twenty five minutes, and save the bus fare and get in a walk.  There is a Brook running through this area called The Boundary Brook, and also a golf course and another nature area to the East.

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