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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Dec 16, 2021 12:08:19 GMT
Haunted Ponds, Putrid Pools where Wild Things Swim and Slither, Waterholes of Terror. Small bodies of water. Maybe very small tarns, but no lakes or large bodies of water.
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Post by Swampirella on Dec 16, 2021 12:29:05 GMT
Not sure if you mean "real" or fictional, but these spring to mind:
It used to be at Arch*ve but has been removed. I also thought of this supposedly haunted pool, Dozmary, in Cornwall.
Also just remembered this book:
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Dec 16, 2021 14:27:26 GMT
I'm sure Shrink Proof on his climbing exploits has encountered many tarns, or as I learned, corrie lochs, in Scotland. This is Llyn Cau, in the background is Cadair Idris where, legend says, if you sleep on the summit you will awake the next morning either a madman or a poet.
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Dec 16, 2021 14:45:18 GMT
I read that when the Spaniards were conquering the Aztec Empire, the Aztecs hid part of Montezumaās treasure in a lake or pool. Does anyone know anything about this?
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Post by Dr Strange on Dec 16, 2021 15:17:11 GMT
Small lochs are called lochans in Scotland. In Caithness we also have dubhlochs (black lochs), which people were supposed to have sometimes wandered into in the mist or at night (or when drunk) in olden times, never to be seen again. I heard at least one "true" ghost story about these as a kid. I must have been in my 20s before I ever heard them called "The Flow Country" (by TV naturalist David Bellamy, I think). It was also one of these dubhlochs that swallowed the WW2 fighter plane whole, mentioned in a previous post. They look like this -
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Dec 16, 2021 15:25:43 GMT
Small lochs are called lochans in Scotland. In Caithness we also have dubhlochs (black lochs), which people were supposed to have sometimes wandered into in the mist or at night (or when drunk) in olden times, never to be seen again. I heard at least one "true" ghost story about these as a kid. I must have been in my 20s before I ever heard them called "The Flow Country" (by TV naturalist David Bellamy, I think). It was also one of these dubhlochs that swallowed the WW2 fighter plane whole, mentioned in a previous post. They look like this - It's a marvellous landscape to an outsider, but it must be harsh to live in, even today.
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Post by Shrink Proof on Dec 16, 2021 16:00:37 GMT
I'm sure Shrink Proof on his climbing exploits has encountered many tarns, or as I learned, corrie lochs, in Scotland. Indeed. The corrie of the north side of Beinn Eighe is agreed to be one of the best in Scotland; the triple buttress is immense. And here it is, together with its loch, Loch Coire Mhic Fhearchair:- The photo isn't mine - it doesn't seem possible to post pictures from your own computer, just ones that are already online.
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Post by Shrink Proof on Dec 16, 2021 16:03:39 GMT
I also thought of this supposedly haunted pool, Dozmary, in Cornwall. As well as being haunted, Dozmary Pool is (IIRC) the place where Arthur received Excalibur from the Lady of the Lake.
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Post by Shrink Proof on Dec 16, 2021 16:27:47 GMT
And here is Toll an Lochain, in the corrie on the east side of An Teallach, which for some reason didn't appear in the last post. It's a long way down:-
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Post by dem bones on Dec 16, 2021 16:29:56 GMT
Nigel Kneale's The Pond is a good place to start. Speed-pulp merchant Paul Ernst left us The Thing in the Pond. In similar vein, Linda Thornton's The Inhabitant Of The Pond, and A.D. Avison's The Horror In The Pond. If Loch's qualify, there are plenty of cryptozoological horrors, including Simon Templar's run-in with The Convenient Monster in Trust the Saint (attributed to Leslie Charteris, but I'm not sure if he'd began farming out work to ghost-writers by then). Hugh Walpole has The Tarn, Basil Copper has a Poe "influenced" House By The Tarn, and Algernon Blackwood, The Tarn of Sacrifice. Lord John Llewellyn Probert has The Brook ....
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Dec 16, 2021 16:31:46 GMT
And here is Toll an Lochain, in the corrie on the east side of An Teallach, which for some reason didn't appear in the last post. It's a long way down:- It didn't appear in this one either. Open it as a seperate tab, then copy link. I have had that problem too.
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Post by Shrink Proof on Dec 16, 2021 16:40:35 GMT
And here is Toll an Lochain, in the corrie on the east side of An Teallach, which for some reason didn't appear in the last post. It's a long way down:- It didn't appear in this one either. Open it as a seperate tab, then copy link. I have had that problem too. That's what I did. And it appeared at first, only to be snatched away when They realised someone else was looking at their photograph. The link I wanted to incorporate is this one. And if that doesn't work, cut and paste this - iainstirling.com/munros/anteallach/IMG_3439.jpg
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Post by Dr Strange on Dec 16, 2021 16:47:58 GMT
The photo isn't mine - it doesn't seem possible to post pictures from your own computer, just ones that are already online. I use imgbb.com - it lets me upload photos from my laptop. And if it isn't mine, I save it to my laptop and then upload it the same way.
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Post by šrincess šµuvstarr on Dec 16, 2021 16:58:51 GMT
It didn't appear in this one either. Open it as a seperate tab, then copy link. I have had that problem too. That's what I did. And it appeared at first, only to be snatched away when They realised someone else was looking at their photograph. The link I wanted to incorporate is this one. And if that doesn't work, cut and paste this - iainstirling.com/munros/anteallach/IMG_3439.jpg Ian Stirling I beat you. I direct linked to your photo. And I did it twice.
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Post by Dr Strange on Dec 16, 2021 17:17:57 GMT
Robert Westall - The Wheatstone Pond (1993; collected in Spectral Shadows: Three Supernatural Novellas, Valencourt, 2016). It's been a while since I read it, so here is the blurb from the back of the Valencourt book - "Too many deaths, too many suicides. It was more than coincidence. The Wheatstone Pond was a killer. When it's drained, antique dealer Jeff Morgan gets interested, hoping there'll be a few valuable wrecks of model boats down there. He isn't prepared for the horror he will find instead..."
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