Long dead gold miners
that frighten drivers along a Gold Rush lane. Spirits
that appear to guests at Gold Rush Inns. Cemeteries
from a long gone era that house living spirits...
The Wyllie House
Submitted by Elizabeth Rhynes
Elizabeth F. Rhynes has lived in Valley Springs and San
Andreas townships all of her life. She is the owner of the
Wyllie House, which is located at 110 N. Main Street in
San Andreas; California. Mr. Wyllie built this house in
1893 while he was serving as County Recorder for Calaveras
County. Elizabeth tells the story like this... "I
purchased this house in 1993 exactly 100 years after it
was built. I was told the very day I entered the house with
the realtor that there was "a lady ghost" and
that it was their lawful duty to disclose this information.
This information made me quite nervous, as you would guess,
but as I was in love with the house even after only seeing
it once, I decided to go ahead with the sale. (I found out
after the sale, that the ghost did not like the former owner
and would frequently whisk items off the desk and break
them...she told me this ten years after she sold me the
house at a chance meeting) The same day I decided to buy,
I was at the local grocery store and told my exciting news
to the butcher on duty that day. His first words to me were
“"have you seen the ghost yet?" I
was shocked! I had not mentioned it once! I asked him what
did he mean, and he told me that he had lived in the house
the summer of his sixteenth year with his best friend at
the time. They slept in the basement where it was cooler.
One day he climbed the stairs, turned right to go out the
front door, and saw a lady dressed in white sitting in the
front bedroom looking out the window. He said she just look
sad and 'bummed'. Well, this story didn't make me feel better
or worse, curious, mostly.
The day after the sale was final in December 1993 I started
to bring things over to my new home. It was maybe around
nine in the evening, dark and cold! The house had absolutely
NO lights on and I was carrying a heavy cardboard box full
of my homemade jams, etc. I had only been the house once
before; the very day I had toured the house and had to have
it. I only knew that if I walked straight through the house
I would hit a kitchen counter and from there I could find
a light switch. So I opened the front door and walked through
and found the counter. The very instant I set that box down,
the house became light. I looked around behind me, and lo
and behold, the dining room/parlor dimmer switch was turned
all the way up. The hair on my neck shivered and I felt
queer. Many times over the next few months, the lights would
turn themselves on and sometimes I would see the parlor
light go all the way up, and then turn itself off. It made
me nervous, and Mike, my housemate thought I was crazy.
(He never saw a ding-dong thing!)
I was vindicated one night after coming home from work about
7:30 pm. My bedroom has no light switches, just a pull string
from the ceiling fixture. I felt all round and couldn't
find it. I turned on the lamp and looked up and saw that
the string was in a snarl at the very top, ten foot ceiling
and all! I found Mike and said 'ha ha, very funny.
Now you can just get back up there and undo that.'
He was confused, but came and looked up. His face immediately
lost all color and he looked at me very seriously and said
'I just undid that about ten minutes before you got home'
At last! It wasn't just me! My bedroom houses the computer
and he uses it also. He undid it for me when he saw it (the
first time it occurred) and was amazed that it had happened
again that fast. We tried and tried to get the string to
go back into a snarl like it was but as the string is the
old heavy waxed kind, it just swung in big round circles.
It is unexplainable to us how this happened.
I think our ghost is the bride of Mr. Wyllie; the older
locals in my town believe she died here in her house. Her
husband died less than ten years after their marriage and
she lived here alone. I believe she lost a young daughter
named 'Lizzie' also. Many people remember her as a sweet
lady who loved to have the neighbor children use her yard
as a playground. I also think that she likes me and that
is why she allowed me to see her 'playing' with the lights.
Mike has never seen it. I was baptized Catholic in 1995
and since then, the episodes have become very rare. I thanked
her for turning on the light for me that very first night.
It was in a special way a 'Welcome Home" message that
not many people are privileged to receive.
waiting after all these years!
Murphys Historic Hotel
Eleanor, the Murphys Historic Hotel’'s ghost, came to work at the Hotel somewhere around the time when the Hotel was still called the Sperry and Perry House in the early 1860s. She was employed at the Hotel as a chambermaid. She met and fell in love with a gold miner who went off to seek fame and fortune to provide a comfortable living for himself and his new wife. But he was never to return. It is said that Eleanor lived her life at the Hotel waiting for him to come back. Eleanor kept the Hotel running doing odd jobs from kitchen work, serving food, running the front desk and cleaning rooms. Eleanor died some thirty years later; this is when Hotel guests and employees started noticing strange things. None of these events ever hurt anyone. They are usually thought to be Eleanor trying to go from one place to another or come into a room.
Eleanor is mostly noticed in the kitchen and wait station when small objects fly through the air with no one close by. Our maintenance man was standing in the kitchen fixing something when a handful of coffee beans flew by his head. He stood up to say something, but there was no one in the kitchen with him. When doors are locked with a Master Lock, Eleanor will try to gain access to the door by swinging or wiggling the lock. This movement can go on for hours. The owner was talking with his front desk manager at closing time when a lock to an inner door started swinging. The owner stopped the lock from moving, and they both watched as the lock started swinging again. This scene repeated three times before the two of them left the building.
Eleanor loves to join in meetings and will push open closed doors to come into a room, especially upstairs in the Mark Twain ballroom during staff meetings as if she is interested in what goes on and in the plans for the Hotel. It’'s been said that you can see her in the mirror of the hutch in the Gold Room, an area off of the main dining room where Eleanor’'s likeness hangs just inside the door.
Recently, two guests planned to spend the night in Room 9 and wait up to see if Eleanor would walk the hallways or enter their room. Evidently, their wish came true because by 10:30 pm, they said they had spooked themselves so much that they had to leave the Hotel and without asking for their money back.
Halloween weekend is spent by well wishers and ghost seekers hoping to catch a sighting or feel a whiff of cool air caused by Eleanor as she walks down the halls of the Murphys Historic Hotel.
Visit Murphys Historic Hotel at 457 Main Street, Murphys, California
... The Diamond Springs Hotel
Happy, Homespun, and HAUNTED
The Diamond Springs Hotel, built in 1916,
sits near the sight of an old Miwok Indian Crematorium. It's
restaurant has a warm, friendly old town atmosphere and offers
delicious down home country cooking. A popular place for great
food and good conversation by the locals. Sometimes you can
overhear a conversation about the many ghosts that inhabit this
historic site. There are many ghosts that visit this building
from its natural vortex (try standing with eyes closed in the
middle of the room), however most of the ghostly apparitions
are there from the time before the hotel was built. A cause
for a vortex is not known, what is known is it is an opening
in the earth's surface that spirits can access.
In 1847, the town now known as Diamond Springs,
was originally called Crystal Springs, the name attributed to
the beautiful spring water that fed the area. According to Dennis
Witcher, Curator of the El Dorado County Historic Museum in
Placerville, "The area which now houses the Diamond Springs
Hotel was the site of Sutter's original split shakes mill." It was also a camp for miners and weary travelers, some slept
on the ground, others in homemade tents. These people long deceased,
to this world anyway, with the comfortability of the vortex,
can return to this place without stress.
at the Diamond Springs Hotel tell of their exasperating experiences
dealing with unexplainable occurrences, while trying to do their
job, and do it well. Experiences that arouse the senses, make
the adrenaline flow a bit faster than usual, and keeps you looking
over your shoulder. "I often hesitate to go into the corner
by the restrooms when I first get here in the morning" Nancy
Miller was to tell the author. "I will be alone in the building
and things just go haywire. First of all I will hear noises
inside the restrooms. I race into the men's room and fill the
dispensers, do whatever is needed, and get the heck out. Sometimes
there is a faint damp odor that I cannot explain. All the while
I will have that inescapable feeling that someone is watching
me." " For all this trouble, I hope he's at least Good Lookin'"
she whispered. At the servers station in the same section, "You
put a jelly or syrup down, turn around, and poof it has disappeared!"
Often folks have been known to see a filmy
figure of a man sitting in the back booth with his big black
lab at his side. Upon wondering why a dog would be in a restaurant,
they look up to find an empty
table. You can often hear groans, bangs and clashes in the upstairs
rooms at the Diamond Springs Hotel.
Despite these uncanny events, the Diamond
Springs Hotel remains one of the coziest places in El Dorado
Everyone is welcome, customers and...
This is only the beginning of
the eerie events that have reportedly taken place at the Diamond
Springs Hotel. You can continue reading about these and other
unexplainable occurrences that have taken place along Historic
Highway 49 according to author Nancy Bradley. There are many
more well documented sightings that will unnerve and captivate
you while reading Nancy's "The Incredible World of Gold Rush
As an example we offer another
tantalizing teaser from a story in Nancy's book, a haunting
along Prospector Road, one of the many stories of Haunted Highways!
Harrowing Highway Experiences
The winding hillside known as Prospector
Road is considered one of the most haunted roads in the Gold
Rush country. It's pavement runs over old mines, old claims,
and the bodies that lived it's history. In some cases, the collapse
of tunnels gave miners premature burials, some died as a result
of being eliminated by other greedy miners.
Prospector Road is in some places little
more than a one lane path, as it runs the seven mile stretch
adjacent to the convenient and more traveled county built Marshall
Road. Prospector Road was built by Chinese labor in the 1800's,
and cuts the winding mountainside connecting with Marshall at
both Lotus and Garden Valley. The barely traveled road and surrounding
terrain has a colorful Gold Rush history. It is well documented
the treacherous nature of the countryside caused many a wagon,
and later automobile, to overturn, spilling their passengers
down the hillside to their painful date with death.
In the 1800's, substantial gold discoveries
were made in these hills, which account for its name. As with
the age-old stories of prospecting and claim jumping, many a
foolish miner who bragged a bit too openly about his "find" was coincidentally lost among the hills of Prospector. Their
bodies were often never recovered, and more often never looked
for. It is known that many spirits roam the Prospector hills,
and at least one is still seeking the gold he never recovered
while having his life cut short while trying.
Perhaps it was his specter who frightened
a young couple with poltergeist-like pranks after they settled
in a new home along the road.
It was late one night the pretty young bride
awakened from her fretful slumber. She was cold and had a feeling
of something amiss. She pulled the covers up. Then she remembered
making a large log fire before retiring, one that should have
kept the house warm till morning. She turned her head to see
the reflection on the wall, observing the wood still burning
in the stove. She was grateful for the mirror on the wall which
made this possible from her second story bedroom. Then her imagination
kicked in, and she thought she heard unnatural noises in the
house, She carefully and gently woke her husband, who was not
to thrilled to be getting out of bed to indulge her. Together
they went down the stairs.
"I knew my husband had locked and bolted
the front door before we went to bed" she told us. "Now it was
ajar. The bolt pin was still in the outward position, yet the
wall slot where it should still be secured had not been torn." the couple could find no evidence of forced entry.
The mystery of the unexplained open door
went unanswered. Everything else appeared as it should. that
is, except for their dog. Hearing a frightened whimper, they
turned to find their pet huddled and trembling in a corner of
the room. Consoling the animal, the husband opened the door
and looked outside into the darkness. Nothing! He carefully
went around the house. Nope! Thus the family was introduced
to the ghost of Prospector Road.
He is a wily old cuss. This apparition is
described by residents as rugged, big, stocky and attired in
old pants, or work like clothes. Sometimes he has a canvas looking
rain coat pulled over his head. To those who are able to see
him, he appears semi-transparent, tall and craggy. Some say
he is sporting a beard. to those who cannot see him, but endure
his wrath, he is considered a pesky, annoying trickster. "The
legend goes, and most folks believe, his purpose is to keep
people away from a claim he never received.
You can continue reading this
story and other stories about the Hauntings on Prospector Road
and other Haunted Highways in "The Incredible World of Gold
Rush Ghosts." True stories of Hauntings in the Mother Lode.
Authored by Psychic Nancy Bradley.
Welcome to the world of Psychic,
Investigative Reporter, and Author NANCY
Sadly, Nancy Bradley passed away on November 2, 2015. It
was Nancy Bradley who coined the phrase "GOLD RUSH GHOSTS",
investigated and reported on the hundreds of ghosts and spirits
that still haunt the Gold Rush Country of Northern California.
From these 15 years of research and investigation came her two
best selling books "Gold Rush Ghosts", and "Incredible
World of Gold Rush Ghosts." Nancy stated "It is
because of the extreme charged energy of the Gold Rush days,
the tragedy of the many people who lost their lives unexpectedly,
sometimes at the end of ropes, that they, the confused and wandering,
stay, and hover, looking for closure. No place in the world
has as many ghosts per capita as the Gold Rush Country of California,
and that includes places known to be extremely haunted across
the world, such as Whales, England, and our own witch-hunt country
of New England. Yes, the Gold Rush Country is loaded with ghosts.
And some are waiting for you to find them!"
Through years of research and expose', Nancy
took her guests to the edge of Psychic Phenomena with her spooky,
yet true, tales of sightings, hauntings, tales that will run
goose bumps up the spines of the most skeptical of person to
visit this site.
NANCY BRADLEY was considered one of the top
10 psychics in the world today. She wrote two best sellers
on ghosts, a third to be out next fall, and written over 400
articles for National magazines, concerning ghosts, spirits,
strange and unusual phenomena. Nancy gave tirelessly to people
in stress, charities , as well as working with police and families
that are victims of crimes across the world. A great animal
lover, she tithed all events where animals are concerned.
More information about Nancy, or purchasing
a copy of her books can be obtained at: P.O.
Box 911, Diamond Springs, CA. 95619, or visit her website at
Flo, the National Hotel's Friendly Ghost
resident ghost, Flo, is a friendly ghost known for
harmless pranks and mysterious goings on. The
current owner, Stephen Willey, has been hearing
stories of her presence for 28 years.
Flo generally stays upstairs
in the hotel, seemingly favoring the rooms in the
front of the building although she has, on
occasion, been seen early in the morning
downstairs, floating through the dining room and
right through the walls.
Each of our guest rooms has a
notebook, which welcomes guests to share their
experiences and comments. There are numerous
accounts of doors slamming, lights going on and
off, clothing being dumped from suitcases onto the
floor, and a woman's sobbing coming from the
hallway in the middle of the night. Whoever she is,
she adds a little extra spice to all our lives.
Many a non-believer has left here with a whole new
attitude. Our housekeepers says they have gone into
rooms only to be greeted by icy cold air within the
room even though the heater was working
more information on the National Hotel click
Argonaut - The Old Schulze House
This house was built in 1916
by Charles Schulze for his daughter Daisy, who
visited Coloma occasionally. Schulze had been a
miner, blacksmith, teamster and mason. In 1886 he
fell heir to the Sierra Nevada House and became a
hotel keeper. He died in 1921. After Daisy
Schulze's death, this house was used as a residence
by her heirs.
more information on the Argonaut click
the last several years the Schulze home has been
used as a restaurant, coffee house, and all around
social meeting place for local folk and weary
travelers. Now called the Argonaut, owned by Debbie
Zemanek and Silvia Hlavacek. Silvia is the owner
that will greet you when you visit this historic
site and share her moments of unexplained
happenings as well as sightings from friends.
"It's the footsteps I hear that have become
annoying" she says. "I will be working in the back
of the store and hear someone come in the front. I
holler out 'Be right there,' complete what I am
doing, and race for the front to find no one in the
place. This happens quite often. I have no answer
for it, but it gives you a weird feeling."
Psychic Rosemary Dean picked up on one spirit
immediately. "There is a wash woman here" she said.
"Her name is Alice. Everyone seems busy to her and
they do not pay attention to her. She comes here
because she likes the smells, especially the coffee
and espresso. She is a large woman and has a square
face. She wishes someone would just acknowledge
her. She is not a mean spirit, just lonely."
Dianne Parrish tells of her experience in the
building. "I saw an older man walk over and stand
at the window. He looked out, watching the trees.
He was fat, and had gray hair and was wearing
overalls. He seemed filmy when I saw him, not
really transparent, but I knew something was weird
about him. Then he just slowly disappeared." She
held my hand. "I was afraid to tell anyone about
him until now. I thought maybe I was losing my
These are only a couple of ghost stories about the
Argonaut I am sharing with you. If you would like
to read about more ghost siteings, you can find
them in the book The Incredible World of Gold Rush
Ghosts. True Stories of Hauntings In the Mother
Lode. Written by Nancy Bradley, Psychic. You can
get information about Nancy on her website listed
on this page. Or you can stop by the Argonaut and
chat with Silvia, who knows, you may enter in to a
ghost story of your own.
Lady In Red
I've often heard
of a lady dressed in red
some say that this lady
refuses to be dead
She sits in the
looking to the world outside
she waits for her true love
since she is to be his
She seems to be
sitting on her wooden chair
she'll sit another century
for her love to meet her
Somewhere is a
a ghost who's riding fast
little does he know
that he can never catch his
For these two
lovers lost in time
there is no end in sight
she'll keep waiting in her window
he'll keep riding through the
It is said that
Sara, the Lady in Red, has been seen
sitting at the window starring down the
street.............just waiting. The story
is that Sara's houses once sat on the spot
where Nichols Quarters is now located. She
still sits waiting for her friend Archie,
she won't leave without him. Story
courtesy of Nichols
Mine House Bed &
This beautiful brick
Victorian building was completed in 1868. It was
constructed to house the offices of one of the
highest gold yielding businesses in Amador County,
the Keystone Mine. So rich was this find, no
expense was spared in its development. When
completed, a party was held for employees,
officials, and townspeople. At the party eight
well-equipped rooms were displayed proudly for all
to see, for from this imposing structure all phases
of the gold business would be conducted -- and so
it would be for many years.
It was 1993 that Rose and
Allen decided to purchase the Mine House and
restore it back to its original Victorian glory. It
wasn't long before they became aware of something
extra they had not anticipated when the accepted
the price for the historic building.
The first time Rose noticed
anything strange was when she was in one of the
downstairs bedrooms. "I heard footsteps going
around the building. On the other side of the
house, my mother, heard them too. We both walked
the footsteps thinking we would greet an early
guest. We were both surprised when we met each
other on the path. We were both unnerved because
there was no one there but us. There was no place
the person making the footsteps could have left the
path and moved out of sight. There was just no one
On other occasions water
would turn on in the bathroom sinks after people
checked out and left the rooms a mess. It seemed
the spirit was unhappy with the mess. There is also
a young spirit who likes the Director's Room. She
likes to mess up the beds and some days she will do
this more than once. She has also been seen
standing on the balcony waving, the question is to
These are just a few of the
strange occurrences that have taken place in this
beautiful Victorian Bed and Breakfast. If you
decide to visit you must ask Rose and Allen about
what takes place in the beautiful garden that
surrounds the two buildings. You can also read in
more detail about these strange events in The
Incredible World of Gold Rush Ghosts, by Nancy
more information on the Mine House Bed and
Breakfast click here!
Ghost of Sierra Nevada House
Submitted by the
proprietors of Sierra Nevada House
Fact or fiction , there can
be no doubt that over the years many people have
claimed to have encountered the mysterious ghost
that roams the floors of the Sierra Nevada House.
There have been stories of Isabella, a small child,
and seventeen Chinese mine workers buried in a
collapsed mine behind the Sierra Nevada House.
Perhaps if you decide to stay over for the night,
you too will have a story to tell . One room seems
to be more active then the rest. You could get the
luck of the draw. Sweet dreams...
more information on the Sierra Nevada House click here!
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