Ghost Walks
This week is a Ghost Story Podcast on Haunted Hotels —
Daniel talks about the haunted accommodation industry. Staying at a haunted place is so exciting! Covering the types of places and what makes them so haunted. Such as the infamous Cecil Hotel in LA.
All leading to a story from his own freaky experience. When a ghost invaded his dreams.
This week is a Ghost Story Podcast on Canada’s Amityville —
Daniel telling the story of this legendary haunted house. The OG investigation that led to his getting into the paranormal completely.
Legends of Demonic possession on level with your favorite horror movie. Featuring the story of some teens, a Ouija Board and girlfriends being dragged across the floor.
Daniel intros anonymously submitted ghost light evidence. Proof of Hamilton Ontario Ghosts?…
Strange thing to say about any historic and gothic structure. Looking from outside, you’d expect this house to be teaming with ghosts. We’re not saying this!
Ghosts are hard to come by in Auchmar Mansion due to the house’s history. Here’s a break down…
The lord of Auchmar was the Honourable Isaac Buchanan, who in turn had run-ins with Sir Allan MacNab (of Dundurn).
From friendly encounters in both stately homes. To competitive face offs over the love of Hamilton’s people. And one very public battle.
Many ask, “Why did Evelyn Dick dump the torso in the Albion woods?”
Look deep into the story of Mrs. Dick and find that one moment which explains it all. For example, the first time police officers visited the mysterious wife of murder victim John Dick. The Torso found near Albion Falls in the 1940s.
Hamilton mobsters are like no other in Canada. Albion Falls proves this.
This city was on par with Chicago in the 1920’s. And like Chi-town, we had our own famous bootlegger, Canada’s Capone, aka Rocco Perri.
A girl lived in the once prosperous Albion Falls (Mills).
At the age of marriage, she loved a dashing man named Joseph Rousseau. From a wealthy family, he courted the impoverished Riley. It was frown upon by society, and more importantly by his own mother.
It was now about 4:30am 29th April, 1944. I looked over the side of the Athabaskan at that cold uninviting water of the English Channel by now covered with thick, dirty, fuel oil.
My first thought was “Gee, I can’t jump into that”, but when I turned around and looked at the burning ship, which was beginning to settle to her watery grave, I suddenly decided, “Hell, I can’t stay here neither”.
Today it’s part of King’s Forest Park. But a century ago the area around Albion Falls was one of the darkest towns in the region.
Called Albion Mills. It was wiped off the map by the progress of time. If existing today… this is the height of dark tourism for all of Canada.