Posted on September 19, 2020
Located in Upper Bucks, Ghost Mountain is a hodgepodge of geological formations matched in their splendor only by their buffet of supernatural occurrences and bizarre folklore legends.
Terrors that include, but are not limited to, Indian Burial Grounds populated by the Wendigo; the ghost of an old woman that’s constantly spotted knitting through the window of her home; a wandering wooly mammoth community; UFO circling the sky… AND… a band of albino cannibals that roam the area looking for “good eatin’.”
That just some of the tales associated with the Ghost Mountain region in the Upper Bucks, Pennsylvania
First, let’s get something out of the way, the place isn’t really called Ghost Mountain but Haycock Mountain; only the locals and those with a penchant for the macabre know it under that aforementioned morbid sobriquet.
Haycock Mountain is a prominent hill with the highest summit in Bucks County. It rises above Nockamixon State Park, in the Delaware River drainage of southeastern Pennsylvania.
Early settlers named Haycock because: “resemblance to a cock of hay.” The “C” word back then was used for something completely different than what it’s employed for today; man, get your mind out of the gutter!
Haycock is blanketed with various Triassic diabase rock formations and is a trekking and mountain climbing destination with many well-known routes ranging from V0 to V10+.
To the northwest of the main peak is a secondary peak of about 820 feet sometimes known as ‘Little Haycock; “the small cock.” And, is as native call it, “a place that reeks of penis envy.”
Stories of the Macabre
The hills of Buck County are full of legends and haunts, and most of them swirl around the area of “Ghost Mountain.” With a name like that you can expect all manner of wild shenanigans. AND, Ghost Mountain, doesn’t disappoint. It is a treasure trove of horror stories and bizarre encounters… one that constantly attracts the wrong kind of tourists.
It’s really no wonder the mountain has transformed into a cabinet of curiosity filled with superstitions and horror stories. The place is pot-marked with such charming locales as are Devil’s Hole, Witches Head, Lonely Cottage Road, and Gallows Hill Road… and each of the spots are true to their title.
“Good housewives, in olden times, firmly believed that many of the ills that befell the community might, with truth, be attributed to the proximity of Devil’s Hole and Witches Head.”
“You can really get a sense of bad vibes around that area.”
The Hanged Man
One of the more pervasive stories surrounds an area right off the county road – Gallows Hill Road. The tale goes that years ago, a man hung himself – in a fit of desperation after his kids had perished from the flu – on a lighting struck willow by the side of the road. The man hung on that branch for days until he was spotted and finally cut loose. His body, some say, was buried right there, next to the three his neck had snapped on.
Dozens of travelers have said to have spotted his specter near the land once inhabited by the willow. Supposedly, superstitious beliefs say, that if you turn your car on and off three times near the spot it will cease to start again… no matter the magical mechanic you might employ.
The Wandering Wooly
The story goes, and that’s the best I can do as far as facts, that on Ghost Mountain is where the Wooly Mammoth species became extinct. Pish-posh all those scientists that say otherwise, flick the grey beard with chards in the eye if he dares disagree, damn the academic with his wive’s tales known as facts, on Ghost Mountain is where the Ice Age throwback ceased his Everybody Loves Raymond mumblings and went to the great prairie in the sky.
It is said that the Lenape Indians had their final showdown with the mammoths on the hill. Bones and skeletons of the massive creatures are constantly unearth in the region.
It is also said, and once more turn a blind eye to those skeptics, that a few mammoths managed to escape; the wooly critters scattered and are every-so-often spotted by hikers and travelers.
What’s a spooky mountain without a UFO landing site? You really can’t have one without the other, it’s a must!
Well, Ghost Mountain doesn’t disappoint. The region is a paparazzi party for aliens. There are so many sightings that Apple might as well develop an App with a daily timetable. And sightings that even include the odd share of abductions and Third Kind encounters.
Yeti Or Big Foot
Yup, they have those too… and did I mention the lost Indian Burial Ground? There have even been tales of a Jersey Devil of two being sighted in the area.
The area surrounding Ghost Mountain is chock full of nasty critters and cryptids. Part of its appeal is that it seems to be hot zone of all manner of cryptids. Among them, aside from the aforementioned, Bigfoot and Jersey Devil, we can find in its annals tales of Lizard People, Wendigos, Skinwalkers, Frogmans – like the one from Loveland – Thunderbirds and dozens of other monsters and wild beasts.
Many natives, particularly medicine men and witch doctors, claim that the land is cursed. Some claiming that it is even a stomping ground for a Skinwalker.
The film The Hills Have Eyes may have been inspired by the guano insanity of Ghost Mountain.
It is believed that clan of inbred albino cannibals live on the bush and dense woods of the peak. The knaves acting like errant highwaymen and feasting on the flesh of those unfortunate enough to get lost on the mountain’s serpentine paths.
Whenever a hiker does the Christopher McCandless waddle and decides that calling his parents is too conformist and a trapping of “consumer society. We are robots to the bill,” are “sooooo lame,” the park rangers merely chuck the lost kid into the “them damn cannibals went a got themselves some hippie grub. Wonder if they got a buzz? Hippies, they say are like pot brownies,” column.
Over the years there has been lots of evidence to support the idea that there’s something fishy in them hills. Carcasses ripped to shreds – both humans and animals, droppings full of human DNA, and the occasional limb found scattered in the woods picked clean. And those stories even predate the modern time; tales of the fierce band of longpig enthusiasts can be traced to the era of the early pioneers. Scouting parties in that long-ago epoch coming to a ghastly end in that godforsaken mish-mash that is Ghost Mountain.
The local authorities are either not convinced or scare silly by what they might encounter; none have ventured into the woods, nor investigated the murders or numerous missing person cases.
Legend has it that the cannibals can be found near the highest peak in a windowless house built entirely of concrete. They skulk around in trees like animals and descent like spiders onto people who walk up the mountain trails. Scary, right?
Well, the locals don’t go into the mountain after nightfall. Each and every one certain that the legend of the Albino Canibbals is less a legend and more a reality.