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A spookily good Halloween walk
Many think Newtown a scary place to live. Well, on Friday night, it was proved to be true.
The heavens opened and the rain came down, but more than 100 brave souls ventured out to see if they would meet a ghost.
Armed with only glow sticks (torches had been banned), they took off with storyteller Chris Bell leading the way.
We heard of the haunted train that can still be heard coming through Newtown and of the families waiting after the Great War for their loved ones to return. Only the train didn't stop, as there was no-one to be let off. The families still haunt under the bridge and down at the old station.
Off up the Bogely we marched to be told of the English knights who resting in a field after burning down Melrose Abbey were chased by kilted warriors coming off the Eildons. As the story was finished we could hear the distant skirl of the bagpipes coming through the trees.
As we walked up past the lodge, we heard the story of the huntsman who lost his hounds to the devil. On Halloween he can still be heard calling to them. The eerie sound of the hunting horn came drifting down the pink road, leading to Eildon Hall. A few brave souls took off to find this ghost only to be met by Trevor Adams. Thanks Trevor for standing there so long on your own.
As we got nearer the farm, cackling and laughing could be heard. Flames could be seen coming from a fire and ghostly shadows danced on the barn walls. As witches can't cross running water. They are trapped between the Bogely and Cordy burn. The witches got up to so much mischief that the villagers burnt the original farm to the ground. But their ghostly cackles can still be heard - and sometimes the witches themselves can be seen...
The rain had stopped and the stars were out. The lights of Eildon behind us. We ventured forth into the darkness, down the Bogely. Twigs snapped, strange noises could be heard coming from the woods. We crossed the burn - we'd made it! The Bogel obviously wasn't out tonight. Chris told us how as small boys they were frightened to come down here in the dark. Many of the adults hadn't walked this road in the dark (well not sober anyway!).
We turned to come home - but just as we thought it was safe - out roared the Bogel. I'm sure the screams could be heard in Melrose. Thank you Doug and John Blacklock.
We all walked back to the centre for hot chocolate and hot dogs, the end to a fantastic walk.
Sometimes we struggle to get people to help with various thing in the community. But it was amazing how many volunteers we had when it came to traumatising children! Thank you to all that helped.
A spookily good Halloween walk, Scotland