am a seasonal employee with the state Division of Parks and Forestry at Ringwood State Park (which has jurisdiction over Norvin Green Forest, Ramapo Forest, Ringwood/Skylands/Longpond Ironworks State Parks, Jungle Habitat, much of Clinton Road, and MORE) and a longtime resident of Bloomingdale. I would like to let you know about some strange happenings within the park boundaries that you may not know about. As you know, Jungle Habitat is under Parks jurisdiction. Over the summer, on a regular patrol of the Jungle Habitat area, myself and a co-worker stumbled upon a telephone pole in the Jungle Habitat parking lot that had the words "RAPE HILL" written on it with an arrow pointing in the opposite direction.
Curious, we followed the arrow and drove around the Jungle Habitat roads for about 25 minutes. After entering Jungle Habitat, if one makes a left turn and follows the roads as far as you can go to the top of the mountain, you will see a large chain link fence running up and over the mountain ... Read more ...
When I was seventeen, my friends and I got drunk on Rheingold and started talking about ghosts and weird stuff. My friend Bill asked me if I wanted to see The Chapel of the Dead Nun. With half a bag on we drove to Morristown to see it. I was told she was encased in glass with a blue light shining on her. It was dark, and it was a creepy one-lane road. Bill pulled over in front of this little chapel on the side of the road and told me, There she is! We got out of the car to look, and being drunk, we got all freaked out and started screaming. We tore-ass out of there as quick as we could. I cant even remember whether she was in there or not. Rusty Dooley
Take the Nun and Run
I am familiar with the Dead Nun on display on Western Avenue at the old icehouse on the estate of what is now the Fillipini Nunnery. She was, I believe, the founder of the order. I havent peeked in lately but I think they moved her inside because of possible vandalism. < ... Read more ...
The Legend of the Mysterious Jackson Whites
FOR MANY YEARS NOW THERE HAVE BEEN STORIES of a degenerate race of people who live an isolated existence in the Ramapo Mountains. As far back as the Revolutionary War, New Jerseyans have heard tales of a group of outcasts who take refuge in the northeastern hills of the state and inbreed to the point of mutation. The group has come to be known as the Jackson Whites.
Most commonly associated with the Ramapo Mountain peoples of Mahwah, Ringwood, and the southern New York state towns of Hillburn and Suffern, the moniker Jackson Whites has always been used as a derogatory name. Who the term refers to, and how it has endured until the present, is most likely due to some less than scholarly texts that have transcribed legends as fact.
The document that was probably responsible for solidifying the Jackson Whites legend was a 1936 book entitled The Origins of the Jackson Whites of the Ramapo Mountains< ... Read more ...
Glenn: This is the Thomas P. Hunt house and it was built in 1835 along Bear Creek which adjoins the property. Along the creek are ruins of mills: saw mills, distilleries and other buildings that date back to 1780. Our driveway was once called the "Old Colonial Road."
The house had a series of owners and was once an inn, a stagecoach stop and home to multiple families. This was once the industrial center of the town, and went by a variety of names such as Huntsburg, and Hunt's Mills.
We moved here in 1961 with three children. As soon as we arrived we knew there was something strange ... Read more ...
If someone were to hold a beauty pageant and call it "Miss Passaic River" what would the final contestant look like?
If it were Miss Colorado River she might be a busty blonde, with long smooth legs in a skimpy bikini. If it were Miss Delaware River she would be a gorgeous redhead, giving speeches about joining the 4-H Club. Miss Amazon River would be the most beautiful of all; green eyes, flowing black hair and a crown of orchids across her brow.
Miss Passaic River would be a disgusting, nightmare of a woman. Envision an animated corpse draped in a gown of sewage. She would appear on stage as a shriveled hag, dripping with dioxin. Imagine the sickliest; most putrid woman you have ever known and she would take the prize.
The Passaic River is disgusting. Her 90 miles of twisted shoreline serve as a garbage dump for millions of human consumers. We pump our sewage and throw our trash into the same river that flows back into our homes as drinking water. We shower in a watered down ... Read more ...
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