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We visited the Old Hotel site, popular in the 1920’s, located off of Bluff Mountain Rd in Sevierville, TN. Anyone who has ever driven that mountain road knows it is narrow and steep and can make you worry a little bit about your safety if another car is driving in the opposing direction. A quick note: We have driven to the top of the mountain road before it was paved, and that was a nerve racking experience. This location is rich with history. The old hotel is gone now, long since burned and removed. The bluffs were once used as a look out for the Continental army, as they watched the Indians travel the trade route. There was once a small post on this site, it too is gone, but do the spirits of the countless men who were slaughtered in their sleep still haunt this area? Many have reported seeing apparitions, hearing voices and feeling overcome with dread. Somewhere a few hundred feet off of one of the trails is an old graveyard, probably dates back to the early 1800’s or before, but we could not find it. Our video is posted on website http://www.paranormalspectrum.com look under the Investigations tab. You really will enjoy the majestic beauty of the overlook.


Haunt in Red Ash

What is this inhuman shape?

What is this inhuman shape?




Let me say this, that 8-10 mile stretch of road is scary in the dark. I tried at least 5 times to get out of the car and take video and pictures, and it sounded like  limbs were breaking, like someone was throwing sticks at the car as we drove, I also heard howling/moaning at one point,  just every kind of scary noise I could imagine. So needless to say, I wasn’t outside of the car much, except around the rail road tracks, which is just a cool spot, and the very tall train bridge is really a picture in itself, too bad those pics didn’t show up well. And that’s the other  thing. I had almost 45 minutes of video and due to lack of lighting, it was almost impossible to see anything. (Simply put, I need more/better equipment.)  However, I got some pretty cool stuff anyway. I was fascinated by a light orb at the train bridge. It was NOT a plane. I watched it while I snapped photo’s and it came out very clear so I was pleased with that. I saw a ton of orbs that appeared to be due to dust and moisture around the coal towers, so I dismissed those. But there is a very creepy sound in our video at the towers, so I used some of the video for my youtube presentation just for the sound effects.

Then, we caught a mysterious form on a picture in the woods. I can’t explain it, but it looks almost inhuman, and blends well with the foliage. So I zoomed in on it, brightened the photo and put it up for you to see. I also put a black and white version up at the very end of the video, and that is when the shape really stands out. (Oddly enough, this photo is 2666 on our camera. Don’t like that association.)

I have to say, there are so many mysterious things out there in Red Ash. I do not like being out there at night, but will probably return. I must visit that cemetery if I ever get the directions.  (My kids want to see the ghost train and the goat man, so we will return again.) I don’t believe in the goat man btw, but since the train tracks are open again, we heard a train that was parked on the tracks while  there.  Strange thing is, it never moved. But in one part of the video too dark to see anything, it sounds like a train in motion…

Also, at the end of the road, as we were exiting the ash, my husband thought he saw blue, hovering lights… I hadn’t told him I had read about those same lights on the net. I thought I saw one, just after he said that, but it was fast and transparent, it could have been my imagination.

I hope you enjoy the video I have shared.  If you have had a paranormal experience out there, or anywhere else for that matter, please share it.



For some references on the hauntings in Red Ash:


Soldier Haunting Read House Hotel?
Soldier Haunting Read House Hotel?

“It’s not the first time I slept in a haunted place. But it is the first time we paid to sleep in one; and paid dearly.”

            Our experience with the Sheraton Read House Hotel, in room 311, was incredible.

My daughter enjoys history, thanks to an inspiring, middle school history teacher, and also like myself, she likes a good ghost story. So we spent 2009 Spring Break in Chattanooga. Appreciating the rich history there and hoping to see a ghost.

            We called ahead to book an appointment at the historic Read House Hotel; Requesting room 311. The booking agent didn’t hesitate, or even snicker when we requested that room, and she would have booked us precisely NOT in room 311, if I hadn’t asked how many beds were in the room. She asked if we needed one or two. “Wait a minute,” I chuckled, “I want room 311, how many beds are in this room?”  She could NOT guarantee that room. She could request it, and if available when we arrived, we could get it….”No thanks, we are coming to Chattanooga to stay in room 311.” We decided to take our chances, having read that the hotel doesn’t rent the room except when requested, or when the hotel is full.

            When we arrived I was somewhat hesitant to request the room specifically, but after we walked in, and saw the ornate décor, and felt the atmosphere, it seemed natural. The desk clerk was great; he played right into the legend, and even had us speak apart from the children, so they wouldn’t hear the ghost story. (Of course, they already knew.) But from his account, room 311 wasn’t actually the original room. When the hotel was remodeled, they sealed off the actual area where the murder took place, and moved the room number down 1 door. But you could still see the barred window where it happened, since the room is still there, visible from the bedroom window; and also where Al Capone had stayed while awaiting trial. This almost felt like a let down. But if there are ghosts, the passage of time, the destruction of buildings, and even fire won’t change their pattern, so we rented the room. AFTER the desk clerk played a little pricing game with us. Quoting an outrageous fee at first, and then telling us he would speak with the manager to get a discount. Still, while we played along with him, he had a worker give us a tour, and this guy was terrific. He took us through the staff elevators to the Silver Ballroom; (This is a beautiful reception hall where we did have a paranormal experience.) As for room 311, our tour guide wouldn’t go inside the room when he let us preview it.

            Back in the lobby, the clerk told us we could have the room for $250/night. We played the game a little longer, having priced the rooms hours earlier when we tried to make reservations. Since we weren’t jumping at his discount, he decided we needed another tour, and he got another man, who looked the part of a haunted doorman, to take us to the kitchen, the basement and throughout. This guy was the best. He had worked there for more than 25 years and he said there were secret corridors he didn’t even know about. We toured the basement, and all the way to the 10th floor. It was worth the trip just to get these two tours, because we never could have accessed some of the places he let us into. He said he had seen and heard things he preferred not to talk about throughout the old hotel.

            Finally, we rented the room, for less than $250/night, thankfully, but still more than the booking service online. The kids couldn’t wait to unpack the video camera. My middle schooler took control and went on a 30 minute journey just taking video of our room, the halls and elevators.

            After going out into the streets of Chattanooga, we couldn’t wait to get back to room 311. The first mysterious occurrence happened then, as I had deliberately turned on the desk lamp just inside the entry, and staged the desk so that I would know if anything was moved. (Even took a picture.) When we returned, that lamp was off and the light in the kitchenette was on instead. I had to prove to the family with the photo on the camera that someone had messed with the lights after we left.

            Then, we checked the room for extra linens as the couch was a foldout bed, (we had one king bed, 4 of us). No extra pillows, sheets or blankets. We tried to call room service, but the phone in the room wouldn’t work. My hubby went down to the lobby and asked for these things and was told it would be brought to the room. While we waited, my husband called out on his cell phone to a friend, and my daughter did the same with her cell phone. Within minutes someone knocked. I went to the door expecting room service, but there was no one there.  I looked up and down the hallway, there was no one? That was spooky. And it was about another ten minutes before room service did bring the linens.

            The plumbing in this old part of the hotel made a lot of noise, and by the time we actually went to bed, my kids had become rather scared after hearing the noises that I attributed to the plumbing. So they didn’t stay on the sleeper sofa, they came to our bed. This would prove to be a long night. I didn’t sleep well, myself, and though I didn’t see anything in particular, I heard voices (wasn’t too alarmed, we were in a hotel), and noises like a small animal’s toenails catching in the carpet. A few times I “thought” I saw shadowy movements, but when I investigated, there was nothing.

            I finally drifted off to sleep, to awaken a few hours later from heat. This is where it gets odd. Yes, there was 4 of us in this bed, and yes, that could have contributed to the heat, but I was drenched in sweat, it literally rolled down my skin, and my husband woke up the same way, within a minute of my discomfort, so he got up to check the air conditioner, and turn it to a cooler setting; he checked the wall thermostat and it read 69 degrees. There was no way it was accurate. He put the setting on 66 and returned to bed. We didn’t even pull the thin sheet over us. It got hotter, and my kids woke up sweating. We actually got up for a little while, to cool down, which was within a few minutes.

 (I lived in a haunted house for a few years, that had burned and was built on the same foundation with some of the same bricks, and I know from experience that when a place has burned and is haunted, it can get very “hot” just the same as the “cold” spots that accompany most hauntings.) The Read House had burned before, so I really feel that this was a paranormal phenomenon in itself.

            When morning came, I was very grateful to see daylight, and the only thing that we all heard that didn’t have an explanation was the sound similar to a woman moaning, and it seemed to rise right up from the bed.

            I have to say, one night in room 311 was all I needed, because I was sleep deprived, so we moved on.

            Now to the Silver Ball Room. When we returned home and looked at our pictures on our computer, the hair actually stood up on the back of my neck, and I got chills when I saw the images in the mirrors taken in the Silver Ball Room.  Kids have great perception of things that we don’t always understand, and my youngest elementary aged child saw a soldier in that image. It wasn’t as clear to me at first, until I zoomed in on this dark shape, and definitely I could see the outline of a hat, and a very faint beard on the face. We caught some orbs, too, in the motel room and in the kitchen. But nothing excited me like the images in the mirrors.

            Amazingly, when we went to the hotel, I knew of the mysterious female ghost that supposedly haunted room 311. I didn’t learn until after our return of the soldier that walked around on the 4th floor.

 Note: Just a few hours ago when I was going through the video my daughter took, I was pleasantly surprised to hear an unknown female voice. This was during an excited moment when we first arrived and my daughter wanted to start filming the place. The entire clip is almost 30 minutes long, so I took fragments of the video and used in my youtube slide show. It was during this scene selection that I heard this voice seemingly say “I can’t stay here.”

 That was a moving experience for me. It is almost like a hurried whisper, yet so distinct.

I can’t doubt that the Read House has ghosts….From my experience in life, spirits are like humans, they are very unpredictable, and they can’t be forced to make themselves known just because a human wants to see or hear something from their world. But I wasn’t disappointed in the visit.

For more info on the Read House, choose one of these links:








Haunted Copper Ridge Rd?

A Final Resting Place. Rumored to be haunted.

One of the most interesting things about East Tennessee may be the legends and folklore that accompany many houses, churches, streets and schools. There are many roads I have traveled, where I have seen glimpses of the “unexplained”, or sensed that there may be more there than just myself.  Without a doubt, some roads are eerie, even in daylight. At night, you better believe I would not want to break down on some of these roads. And it wouldn’t always be humans or wild animals that I would worry about.

Copper Ridge Rd., in Knox County, TN is one of them.  A narrow, winding road, with a lot of “blind” spots. It is a road that deserves respect, of that I am convinced.

Though I didn’t take footage of the road, I did visit the cemetery, which belonged to a church long since gone. If you don’t know the history, I will direct you to some of my favorite sites at the end of this blog, hopefully the links aren’t dead. (Pun intended.)

One thing I can’t determine, and am seeking an answer to; was the church/grounds cursed, blessed, or haunted? Is it possible it was all 3? Maybe that is why the church is gone. After all, there were documented miracles, documented blessings, and documented evil.

 I did experience something “abnormal” at the graveyard. Was it paranormal?  I am unsure. Upon entering the graveyard, I didn’t sense anything “special” right away. Don’t get me wrong. I like older graveyards; I enjoy looking at the stones. But since I wasn’t sure where the church had been, exactly, I wasn’t sure what to expect.

The “video” portion of the cemetery tour is taken from my digital camera. I didn’t intend to do video that day, so I didn’t take a video camera. I only wanted the pictures. Many times I have caught things in pictures I didn’t actually notice in person. However, when I was taking pictures, there was one area of the cemetery that intrigued me. I kept seeing something “white” and misty in the camera, I would look beyond the camera and not see anything. I would snap the photo, but didn’t pick anything up. That is when I elected to use the motion part of the camera. It was a very windy day. (For the sanity of youtube viewers I muted most of that wind.) Suffice it to say; when I focused on this specific area, where I kept catching glimpses of “white”, the wind seemed to intensify. It was quiet spooky. Maybe mother nature was the only thing I captured, because I also noticed that the sun, directly behind me, kept casting diffused light “shadows” and such in that same area. I am not a photographer, I am not saying it was “supernatural”, I am acknowledging that it could have been a play of light.  But it wasn’t just the wind, or the light shadows. I had my family with me, and I firmly believe children sense and accept more than most adults will even willingly comprehend. My family toured the cemetery at their leisure and left me alone. It wasn’t until after we left that my daughter told me she had wanted to visit this one “area” of the graveyard, but she had a bad feeling, and wouldn’t go there. No surprise, that was my favorite area. The area where I thought I saw a “white”, “misty” shape at least a few times, the area where the wind intensified every time I lingered there.

I found charred remains of a building, not sure if it was the church, or another out- building I read so much about, but it saddened me to think it could have been the church. Definitely, there had been vandalism, occult activities on those grounds in the latter days, and  reported animal sacrifices.

 I sensed many things, and not all were “good” feelings. So maybe that is why I awoke around 2:00 am the next morning, with a strong smell of burning wood, and alarming my poor husband, crying out that “something was burning”. He thought I was having a nightmare.  I couldn’t recall a dream. We did check our home, everything was fine. But I definitely continued to smell the distinct aroma of “burning wood” for at least ten minutes after I awoke.

You know, I didn’t fall back to sleep very easily that night. Lately, so many “odd” things have been going on.  And I even thought to myself, “I am never doing this again.” The meaning behind that will surface as I continue to blog about the many other experiences I have had. But do you want to know the most unexplainable part of this story? A couple of days after the visit to Copper Ridge Rd., a day after I awoke to the smell of burning wood, my family and I were awakened by the fire alarms going off. Startled to say the least, we jumped up and checked things out. Our alarms are electrically wired, and the battery back up was recently changed in the Spring. The alarms all went off for just a minute, paused for a moment and did it again. Then they stopped, our house was fine, thank God, and we haven’t had any more alarms since.

Check out my Youtube video for scenes of my visit.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bi4PinLzf6o

A paranormal site to visit for more info on Copper Ridge Rd: http://www.johnnorrisbrown.com/paranormal-tn/copper-ridge-rd/index.htm

For more info on the blessings and miracles visit:  http://miracles.mcn.org/curidge.html