this is a random thought that i wanted to ask about.so no matter what country you live in we all have a local mythological creature right? well i wanted to know whats the most famous creature in your area and if there is a recent story about please share. im in bigfoot country myself.

 

Is that you Sasquatch???

As far as I know, there aren't any mythological creatures running wild around here, but there are the Brown Mountain Lights and no one's been able to explain them. I've never seen them because I won't go on the Blue Ridge Parkway at night.

 

im in maryland and we have the goat man.
apparently he was a scientest who was dabbeling in cross breeding experiments between hamans and other animals. something went wrong, he was fused with a goat, and eventually went mad.
he throws dogs off of highway overpasses and attacks couples near the loch raven resivoir.

also, near me in the jersey devil, and moth man.

 

We have Sasquatch sightings and "Little People" out here.

The Little People are primarily seen and believed in by the Native Americans but there are more then a few local White people who claim to have seen them or been attacked by them.

 

i forgot one its an old indian tale from the crater lake/mt mazama area,supposedly a giant craw lived in the lake and would drag people in,some people think there are still large fish and almost lobster sized crawdads in that lake

 

Crater Lake is a beautiful lake. Are there any tales about the Rogue River?

 

Believe there was an X-Files on the BML. Weird episode, about stepping on mushrooms and then hallucinating and both of 'em almost got eaten up by underground plant things.

 

uh the screaming lady falls? a woman actually fell from the water down a waterfall,some people say in the right weather it still sounds like a womans scream.

 

I didn't see that one!

http://www.westernncattractions.com/BMLights.htm

 

It's no myth, but it's pretty gruesome!

Alfred G. Packer was born in Pennsylvania in 1842. His chosen occupation of shoe-making was quickly interrupted by the outbreak of the Civil War. He enlisted in Company F, 16th U.S. Infantry in April of 1862, but his epilepsy resulted in a disability discharge the following December. Evidently liking army life, he soon reenlisted in an Iowa regiment, only to be discharged for the same reason. He then went West to try his hand in the gold fields and by 1873 he was working as a guide in the Utah and Colorado wilderness.


In November of that year, in Bingham Canyon, Utah, he was employed to lead twenty-one men seeking their fortunes in the gold fields near Breckenridge, Colorado. After an arduous three months in unrelenting winter weather, they located the camp of Ute Indian Chief Ouray, near present-day Montrose, and were provided food and shelter. Against the advice of Ouray, Packer and five other men continued their trek eastward, not wishing to lose further time waiting for a break in the weather.
Sixty-six days later, only Packer emerged from the mountains —looking more fit than he should.



He first claimed that he had become separated from his companions in the blinding snow and had survived on rabbits and rose buds. But when confronted about having a lot of money and personal possessions of the missing men, he finally admitted his tale of cannibalism: how four of the men had died in turn from the extreme conditions and been eaten by the rest, and how he killed the fifth crazed companion, Shannon Bell, in self-defense before devouring him, as well. This might have been the end of it, but the five skeletons were soon discovered at a single campsite, not strung out along the trail as he had claimed, and Packer was charged with a single count of murdering Israel Swan, whose remains allegedly showed signs of a bitter hand-to-hand struggle. That very night, someone passed a key to Packer in his jail cell and he made his escape....


The Meal Hall at the University of Colorado is known as the lovingly as the Alfred Packer Meal Hall. They used to have a contest on the anniversary of the event where the winner was whoever could eat the most raw meat without throwing it up!
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I love manmeat, but not like that!!

That story sounds like what happened to the Donner party while trying to cross the Sierras in the winter.

 

I'm originally from Ireland, but now live in Wales. This is a myth/story from a town called Beddgelert in Northern Wales:

A Short Walk south of the village, following the footpath along the banks of the Glaslyn leads to Beddgelert's most famous historical feature. 'Gelert's Grave'.

According to legend, the stone monument in the field marks the resting place of 'Gelert', the faithful hound of the medieval Welsh Prince Llewelyn the Great.

The story, as written on the tombstone reads:

"In the 13th century Llewelyn, prince of North Wales, had a palace at Beddgelert. One day he went hunting without Gelert, "The Faithful Hound", who was unaccountably absent.

On Llewelyn's return the truant, stained and smeared with blood, joyfully sprang to meet his master. The prince alarmed hastened to find his son, and saw the infant's cot empty, the bedclothes and floor covered with blood.

The frantic father plunged his sword into the hound's side, thinking it had killed his heir. The dog's dying yell was answered by a child's cry.

Llewelyn searched and discovered his boy unharmed, but near by lay the body of a mighty wolf which Gelert had slain.

The prince filled with remorse is said never to have smiled again. He buried Gelert here".

The Grave exists, you can visit it.

If you're good little boys and girls maybe I'll tell you about 'The Robbers Grave' or 'The Devil's Bridge'. I have a few from Ireland too.

 

A re-enactment of the Alfred Packer Cannibalistic events brought to you by the creators of South Park!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Nd4HGBdh6c

 

Ohh I'm always a good girl (and half Irish). I would love to hear more stories about Wales and Ireland, please!!

 

i agree with lioness any irish tales are well appriciated im a huge nessy fan so any stories about her is good

 

Nessy is Scotland!

 

Ogopogo is just a little ways into the Interior! He's a wee Nessie monster. Then there's the Sasquatch/Yeti/Bigfoot.

 

That would give me chill bumps.

This is a great thread FF!! Thanks for posting it. :excited:

 

no biggy and a random thought anyone have local names for vampires? thought since this is a myth thread it be nice to see if we can find out some international names for things

 

'The Robbers Grave' - Montgomery, Mid Wales
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[SIZE=-1]No grass ever grew on his grave and still doesn't to this day. The grave is still marked with a simple wooden cross. There is a small rose bush that was placed there many years ago. It is said, by locals, that anyone taking a rose from the bush will die.
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