GHOST HUNT IN SAN JUAN CAPISTRANO

Well I finally got to go to my ghost hunt that I had been waiting for. The last two times I had something set up had fallen through so I wasn't sure how this trip would turn out.

My sister, Maureen and I drove to San Juan Capistrano near the train station and was able to meet up with the rest of the group. It was a small group of only 4 others besides us.

San Juan has said to be haunted for years. Many deaths have taken place there, both natural and at the hands of others.

We were going to walk the town at night and see if we could find any of the spirits that are said to still walk the streets and occupy the buildings.

Come with us as we start the tour.

Our first stop was this old wooden building. It is near the train tracts and is now turned into a shop.

However, it used to be an old house. A "lady of the evening" used to live there over a hundred years ago. The town did not want her there and she was definitely an outcast.

However, back then there were no laws against prostitution so they couldn't really do anything to put her away.

Finally, one day, she washed her clothes and hung them out to dry on the line. Well, her "unmentionables" (better known now as her under pants) were also hung up where everyone could see them.

That was all the town sheriff needed as there was a law on the books that these unmentionables were not allowed to shown in public. He arrested her and put her in the jail, which happened to be right next to her house.

There she stayed until the day she died, three years later.

Many people claim to have seen her spirit who still remains behind today.



While everyone was listening to the stories and taking photos of the house, my attention was called away to the house across the street.

I felt as if we were being watched from other there. It was so dark that I couldn't really tell if someone was out there or not.

So I clicked a few photos. The flash went off and I didn't see anyone standing there. Nor were the lights on in the house.

Then when I came home and uploaded the pictures, I noticed there was an orb in the photo.

Could that be what or whom I felt was watching us?




A 2nd photo shows the orb was still there only in a different spot and a bit bigger.

Was it someone watching us? Maybe the madam we were hearing about? Or was it just dust? After all, it is rather dusty there.

You decide.



As we walked a ways down the street I again had a feeling of someone in back of me. Though I was at the end of the group and knew I was the last person.

So I quickly turned around and snapped a photo. I noticed a fine mist was following us.

Was someone really behind me? I don't know.



As we walked back out from the place we were at I again tried to capture that mist. No mist was there. But a few orbs showed up right near the place the mist was before.

Again, could be dust. I'm not sure. But, I am sure there was a strange feeling that I couldn't explain there.

The mist once again showed up in this photo. It's sort of hard to see. If you click on the photo and enlarge it you can see a bit better where the mist is right at the end of the walk way.

I clicked again as I did see the mist even when I took the photo. Yet this time the mist was gone as quickly as it was showed up. Strange.

We then went into a park where it said a mother had killed her young son and the Spirit of both show up often looking for help.

The real scary thing here was there were spider webs. So I went towards the end of the group and let the guys walk first. Us girls, followed in their foot steps.

It was pitch black out. Hard to see where we were going until someone brightened up the area with a flash from their camera.

It is said that in this group of trees there is a vortex. Now I'm not one to believe in a vortex. But I'm just passing on what we were told.

A vortex, for those who don't know, is said to be a space where there is an opening between here and the here after where spirits can easily cross through.

I offered to walk through the trees to show that nothing was going to happen but the leader of our group asked me not to. So I respected his wishes and didn't go.

When I got home I started to look closely at my photos. Again, this is where the vortex is said to be.

I noticed something strange in this photo. In the area where I circled it. It needs to be blown up to get a better look.

Here I cropped the photo and turned it to black and white. It's still hard to see but the upper right arrow points to what looks like a face and the bottom arrow shows what appears to be a hand.

I'm not sure if this photo will get bigger if you click on it but try it to see.

Is there really something there? Or am I just looking to justify the story of the vortex?

Then we came up to four piles of rocked. It is said these are four graves of Indians. The city is redoing the park and will be digging these bodies up to move them.

Several people claim to have seen and felt something in this area.

We had nothing.

This is the tree where it is said the mother buried her son that she killed. I didn't fell anything here. However, one person in our group said they felt strange here.

There are a few orbs. Again, is it something or just dust? I don't know.

I loved this old house from the 1800's. The lady who lived here died in her home and is said to have been seen in windows looking out and also walking along the porch.

It is now a museum.

We spent some time here doing EVP work. For those of you who don't know what EVP is it where you can capture nosies and voices on a recorder that you can't always hear in person.

Many voices have been captured like this. I'm not sure if anything was on our trip as I have not heard back from the guy who had the recorder.

You can see another piece of equipment we put down. It is a K2 meter. It measures electrical output and is said to light up if a spirit is near as it can capture the change in the environment.

We didn't have anything happen here.

This is on the side of the house. You can also see our leader, Matt.

This is just another one of many shots of the house I took. I would love to live here. Ghost or no ghosts.

I'm going to go back durning the day to go inside and see what the museum has.

We went to the back of the house where many people have seen shadows moving inside. We didn't see anything

We did the K2 Meter here and I asked if anyone was with us to grab hold of it with me and right away it lite up for the first time. We were all taken back.

I then asked a few more questions and it went off in answers to the questions.

I asked if whoever was there wanted us to leave and it stopped. Didn't go off any more.

I then started to move the K2 meter around trying to see if I could get it to go off on it's own. No matter what I did I couldn't get it to light up. Hmm, was someone really communicating with us? It was really strange and I had never seen anything like it before.

Since I was the one holding it I couldn't claim someone was doing something to get it to go off. I knew I wasn't.

We ended up our night at an old cemetery. This is an old Indian burial group with lots of unmarked graves. Only white crosses to show someone was there.

Well anyone who knows me, knows I love old cemeteries and I never had seen this one before.

I have to admit it was creepy just being there. This place is no longer kept up and has been closed now for years.

Some believe the parking lot was paved over a lot of old graves. I don't know if that is true or not but it sure could be.

I have always wanted to go to a cemetery at night. I thought I was going to be sort of scared but I wasn't. In fact it was rather peaceful.

However, a very sad feeling came over me. I felt so sorry knowing these graves are represent someone that has now been forgotten. No one cares for the grounds. Does anyone visit them? I don't know.

In most of the pictures I took nothing showed up. However, Maureen and I walked away from the group for awhile and we started to talk about all the people who were here and how we felt bad that they were unmarked graves.

At that point I said "If anyone is here with us, can you please show yourself to us."

I clicked the camera right afterwards and all these orbs showed up.

Sure they could be dust. But, I like to think they were the people still there knowing that we cared about them and showed up to say thank you.

As we were getting ready to leave downtown San Juan we walked by this house. I clicked a photo.

At first glance it didn't appear to be anything but a picture of the house.

I blew it up and looked closely in the window. No one lives here. It's a business and was closed. No lights were on and no one was around.

Or were they? I did notice something in the window. I put a circle around it for you to see.

Here I cropped it and turned it to black and white to see better. You can see a lady in a long dark dress. She is holding her one hand high above her head pointing up.

Try and blow this photo up if it will let you.

This was the closest I've come to catching what I feel is a ghost.

Like I said, no one was in this building. It was not a refection as everyone else was in front of me. I had stopped to click this photo.

We had a blast. Did we see ghosts? Capture them on film? I'm not sure. What do you think?