Trent Hills Ghost Seekers

The hostel is said to be haunted by the spirits of prisoners of the one-time jail. Hostel staff and guests have reported many strange and unusual events in the building, from disimbodied voices and slamming doors, to ghostly apparitions appearing in the corridors. Most frightening of all has been the sudden manifesting of ghosts at the foot of overnight guests beds. It has been speculated that one spirit haunting the building is that of Patrick Whelan, who was hanged at the jail for a crime that he may not have committed. Whelan had also requested that he be buried in his family's plot in Montreal, but instead he was buried secretly somewhere on the grounds of jail.

top photo; the side entrance door that leads into the enclosed anti chamber in the bottom photo. 

 After getting lost several times in Ottawa and one very funny encounter ( because of  entering a bus only street) with one of the city's finest, Debbie, Celeste, Mandy and I finally arrived at our destination. Once there, we checked in, settled into our room, then and only then did we do a once over of our surroundings.

After that, we waited for darkness. Unfortunately, since it was Halloween, the powers that be decided to have, instead of one daily tour at 7:00 p.m., as usual,  different tour guides would be taking people around every fifteen minutes. These ran from 7:00 p.m.-12:00 a.m., so we were very limited to where we could go, until after the final group. 

In the meantime, we met several very nice people who were either there for the same reason as our group, or, who were visitors to our country and found hostelling the most convienient and economical means of travel. Whatever the reasons for being there, everyone we talked to added something special to our trip!

At 12:00 a.m., we headed for death row!

This was the site of many reported ghostly encounters and although the other floors had had their share of stories, the most extreme accounts came from death row. It's little wonder, when you think of all the strong emotions that being confined on that floor would invoke. Always knowing, your only hope of leaving is by your death, but not sure if even in death you'll find your release. 

This picture shows how small a cell was.night shot the next shot.. check out up by the light.....Debbie, with one of the other people staying at the hostel, checking out a photo.

1st picture; This is the floor our cell was on...

2nd; notice the moving orb on one of our investigators.

This is death row..As I was taking photos in the cell (first open door)  I had the overwhelming feeling of someone extremely angry right in my face. This is one of only two photos, out of about twenty taken of that cell, that has anything strange in it.