Forks of the Credit - I have been trying to write a full article on all of the strange things that have gone on or stories I have heard about concerning the Forks of the Credit but I just never seem to find the time to sit down and do it. I have decided, instead, to write out all the individual stories and try to group them together as best I can under the Spirit Senses blog section.
I guess the first and easiest story to write about would be the one I know personally firsthand. For that we must travel back to 1994 and a visit to the park with my, now, ex-wife. We loved going for walkabouts in nature and Forks of the Credit was always close to me, living in Brampton, but without a car I could not get there.
The weather was decent when we went to the park, there were some clouds in the sky but nothing substantial, it was a typical summer day. We walked one of the longer trails through the park and I think we were at the railroad bridge when the clouds suddenly started rolling in. A storm was brewing and we decided we needed to head back to the car parked at the main entrance.
I was, as they say, an empath and with a couple other incidents with the paranormal I could feel the electricity building in the air. As the rain started to fall it became increasingly hard to figure out where we were in thee park. I think we went the wrong way and found ourselves at least a kilometer or two from the parking lot with no signage or markers to guide us.
The storm, which had one out of nowhere, was raging by this point. The thunder and lightning was intense and the rain was falling in heavy sheets reducing visibility to only about one hundred metres. It was intense and not knowing the terrain or where to go left us both quite disoriented. This storm, while common in the area, still did not feel normal. It came out of nowhere and raged with a ferocious intensity, we knew we had to get out of it and into the safety of the car.
I could not see anything really, thanks to wearing glasses, so I was dependent on looking for familiar landmarks that might help take us back to civilization. The terrain is rolling hills filled with trees and long grasses. The open areas, normally a brief relief from the mosquitos of the forest, had turned into a mixing bowl of wind, rain and small debris of leaves and twigs.
We stopped at one point trying to get our bearings. It was then that I noticed some old telephone poles along a track bare path. I knew, growing up in small town Ontario, that many farms had their phone and electricity running own the roadway to the farmhouse or, at the very least, a barns. I knew that, even if it took us out to the main road, this would lead us onto more solid ground.
We followed the path and after what seemed like half an hour, but was more likely about ten minutes, we got close enough to recognize a trail we had taken into the park. In a couple minutes we were back at the car safe from the storm.
During the storm and once we had reached the safety of the car, we both agreed this storm felt almost demonic in nature. If one could be the target of a malevolent paranormally charged storm I would question if this were not indeed one of these storms. We were alone in the park, the parking lot was deserted, and there was no indication ahead of time that this storm was even coming. It waited until we were the furthest from the car before it hit and raged with such intensity that we were lucky to find our way back safely.
Honestly, I do not know, but like I said combined with everything else that has happened in this area over the years the idea of negatively charged paranormal activity would not be a stretch.
What was this light anomaly I caught during an investigation at a nearby cemetery? It should be noted that I did not get any K2 or identifiable DVR/EVP responses. This was the same cemetery where our trail cam recorded the strange music late one evening.
Two photos, the original and one with Negative (invert image all channels), to show the form of the anomaly. The sun was located to the right behind the forest of trees but was visible through parts of the woods. It is likely the sun, but this is the first and only time I've captured this anomaly with this camera.
Things to disclose:
1. there was a party being held at a residence 1,000 metres away but the music was different and I could distinguish it on other recordings
2. after about 9 pm human activity was at a minimal in this location, but that does not mean this wasn't the ringtone of a smartphone
3. the nearest human residences were over 500 metres away
4. this is the only time I heard this music on over 30 recordings that evening
5. I'm trying to rule this out as unusual, to add to my 'brain library' of recognized sounds
6. MAX your volume, it's literally right at the start of the footage.
Reply to this video or email me with your thoughts. I personally think it was just music that drifted in from somewhere else, but the way it presented itself on the audio was unusual to me. There are several other videos the camera took that night with strange anomalies on the recording but I ruled these as mechanical errors.
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I set up a trail camera last night. I was hoping to get some great footage but, of course, just as the light is about to fade the wind pushes a couple leaves down in front of the camera.
This ends up repeatedly triggering the night vision motion activated camera. The closeness of the leaves to the LED light ends up obliterating most of the viewing area with bright white light.
I did catch a couple strange things though, one of which will be in a video I'm releasing shortly. I wish the leaves had not blown in the way as this camera angle was one of the best ones I could find. Oh well, always another day. I'll have to set it up an hour later too so I catch less human activity.
I used to say back in the 90s that you shouldn't be afraid of the shadows in the daytime. You should, however, fear the shadows at night. As it turns out I was referring to those now commonly known as 'shadow people'.
I remember back then I was working security part time, mostly at construction sites. One time I was working at a site with two 4 storey housing complexes on it. I recall going for a foot patrol around the site, passing through the basement of one of the buildings. I could feel someone there, a presence, and I could swear that I saw a shadow figure as I went up the stairs back to ground level.
I quit that job a short time later.