Ghost Road

The Legend is Real

Let me tell you a ghost story. Not just a fun tale for upcoming Halloween. But a true apparition that I have witnessed myself. Let me start by telling you that I believe in ghosts. I have some extra sensory abilities. I am not here to prove or disprove it, but I want to let you know that my beliefs may not contribute to my objectivity. But, I am now almost sixty and my beliefs have matured from years of reading, research and introspection. This story dates back to my teenage years. The years when you aren’t looking too deep at anything but your friends and where the latest party is. Oh and pot. Alot of dope. Nothing serious, but we smoked alot of hash oil at that time (early 1980’s) which made us mellow and high. But high, not drunk, not hallucinating, not spinning out of control. Just a mellow, happy glow that put a spin on an evening but didn’t render us incoherent. So that is the setting, many moons ago.

“Ghost road”, as it is called, is located in Scugog, Port Perry, Ontario. You can look up the directions online, but it is literally that, an old farm road. The legend is that a young man was chased by an angry father of his girlfriend who followed him until a crash. Stories vary but the result was he supposedly hit a rock or a fence where he was decapitated. The angry father was said to have buried him in the field and the ghost of this bike rider remains to this day, endlessly riding the road, playing out his last ride. Possibly in search of his head? This was supposed to have occurred either in the late 1950’s or 1960’s. I am not sure if…