Monday, February 15, 2010

The Toad Woman

Local Wabanaki lore speaks of the Toad-Woman: Pook-jin-squis, a harbinger of evil. She roams the swamps and dark forests of the Northeast, and in her trail is just death and darkness. To see her is bad fortune. To photograph her, then, must be doubly so.


This might not be the Toad-Woman. Pook-jin-squis is most probably a myth...but with roots in the truth. Whatever this picture is, it could be those very roots. Photographed in Moon Bog, there's some indefinably evil about this moss grown thing; something that meshes very well with the tales of the Toad-Woman.

Suffice it to say, I stay away from that place after the sun's gone down - and not just because of the awful pollution from the quarry.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

WTF?

Don't even ask me what these things are - I don't want to know. Submitted by 'Anonymous in Maine'.

Real? Photoshopped? I don't have any way of verifying what they are or where they come from, but there's a strange symmetry to the second photograph...

The Pale Men, legend says, are mutated and malformed, joined with creatures of the sea. Some are only slightly larger than humans, some are giants, with the tentacles of octopi and the claws of crabs.

If that doesn't sound like something straight out of Lovecraft, I don't know what would.

I have a feeling that these pictures are an 'artist's impression' of the very creatures I have spent the last few years looking for. How else would he/she have gotten them? This island isn't that big. And the Pale Men have never been sighted elsewhere. They are bound to Solomon Island. Something draws them here, something keeps a few here, and something will draw the rest of them back...some day.

Let's just pray that 'some day' isn't soon.

Friday, January 8, 2010

The Pods

Take a look at this picture.


I go on and on about the Pale Men. I realize that I might sound like a broken record. But the fact is that the Pale Men are real: I've seen them myself, I know they're here. They're few. They are bound to water and fog. They cannot survive without either. And there aren't enough to pose any kind of threat.

But there could be. They could be coming back. They could be multiplying.

This isn't a recent photograph. It's part of my grandfather's collection. It could be anything, obviously, but I know that these are 'eggs' pulled from the Pale Men from the depths of the ocean onto the shore. What lies within, I don't know. And there are no reports of these pods after 1973, when this picture was taken.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Keewaqu

Everyone's probably heard of the Wendigo; the ravaged, ravenous remnants of men possessed by darker things - forced, in their terrible hunger, to devour their own. The Wabanaki call these cannibalistic creatures keewaqu or kiwakwa.

Most of us, however, haven't seen one. I knew they existed, but I didn't know they existed here; not until I was shown a decomposing carcass...supposedly of kiwakwa.

This drawing is an artist's reconstruction of what this thing might look like, based on the remains we photographed: a pronounced spine, sharp claws, a huge mouth and a low, crawling gait. It could be an animal, sure, but I'm not sure which animal fits this description - or matches that appearance. And even if it isn't keewaqu, I still wouldn't want to meet this thing in the forest late at night. Or any time.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

The Pale Men

My grandfather showed me a lot of things before he passed away, back in '93. He showed me things that I almost wished I hadn't seen. He showed me evidence that's completely irrefutable; evidence I cannot in good conscience show anyone - and wouldn't be able to, not unless I could take them to the spot my grandfather brought me to.

But he also left me some photographs he took. My grandfather was an avid photographer - with a taste for the esoteric - and he spent his whole life on Solomon Island, searching for evidence to the things he knew were real.

Like this photograph, which was taken in 1986.


My grandfather called them the Pale Men. They have also been called Nábleikr. They came from the sea, and they were first brought here by what I guess would be Vikings - a long time ago. According to my research, it would have been around 900 or 1000 AD, when Norsemen were rumored to have visited North America. Most vanished when the Vikings left, but some stayed behind - in the dark, cold water, waiting for...something? Someone? Occasionally they will rise up to the surface, go on land, searching... That's how my grandfather got this photograph.

He never told me what happened next.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Big Man on Island

The Wabanaki people know him as Glooskap. You might know his people as Yeti, Sasquatch or, colloquially, as Bigfoot (-feet?).

He's a hominid, ranging in size from human sized to almost three meters. He lives in close contact with nature and the Earth. He is intelligent, peaceful and private.

And he's very real.

Once, according to legend, there were many of Glooskap's people on Solomon Island. They lived in harmony with their environment and with humans. When evil first befell the island, the sasquatch fought together with humans to protect their lands. After that, he began to fade away...

Until the mid 19th Century, they say, you could still spot Glooskap or one of his tribespeople once in a while, at dusk or dawn, always from a distance. But after the Blue Ridge Mine opened, the last of the sasquatch vanished into history. Eradicated by man or willingly retreating into the forests, no one knows. And no one made a verified sighting for well over one hundred years.

The above picture - made famous in the local newspaper and across the state - was taken in 1979. It remains controversial but it matches the descriptions I've been able to unearth. It's the closest thing we've had to a verified sighting, and it makes me hopeful that these noble creatures are still out there, still watching over and protecting the land that's rightfully theirs, and that Glooskap is still guarding our island against the evil that sleeps at its heart.

P.S. The reason I use "him" and not "her" is that nobody has ever confirmed the existence of a female Yeti, and Glooskap was - in every tale told of him - a male. There must surely be females too, but whether or not they've been captured on film or even seen, is still an unanswered question.

Friday, December 18, 2009

This is probably a tree...right?


I don't like coming off as crazy - although it's not completely avoidable given the nature of this blog - but these kinds of posts aren't particularly helpful.

This COULD be just a tree, right? A lucky shot in the dead of night...in the middle of a lightning storm?

What it certainly COULDN'T be is a shot of the legendary Jack. Jack O'Lantern, the Night Watchman, master of the will-o'-the-wisps.

No, it certainly couldn't be that...

I'll categorize this one under "undecided".

Submitted by 'P.G.'