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Papallacta Ghost Stories


Went up to Papallacta for the weekend, this time with Uncle Earl, Zachary, Caleb and Caleb's friend Luke. We left Saturday morning and got back Sunday afternoon. It was so much fun! We went quading up to somewhere up the mountain... We all took turns driving, and I did pretty good! Contrary to what is apparently popular belief I CAN drive a quad without driving off the mountain side!
We went to an old, abandoned cabin. It is said among the MKs to be haunted by a shape-shifter. She is an old woman who can turn into a young woman or a wolf. If you go exploring alone, she will eat you. If you are in a group and got the bad luck of being stuck in the back she will make you go crazy. One man walked all the way back down to Quito because she made him go crazy. And we went to explore the cabin she is said to haunt. It looked like your typical broken down, old haunted cabin. Holes in the floor. Rickety stairs. Grimy windows. People's names were written all over the walls. "I hardly believe in ghost stories anymore, Captain Barbosa." "You best start believing in ghoststories, Ms Turner. You're in one!" We didn't believe in that story, but still when you're in a house like that, in a remote place like that, you can hardly help but be a little skittish and ever so slightly freaked out. "Did you hear that?" Then we heard it again. A wolf's howl. Our eyes grew wide. Zachary whips out his knife. "I'm getting out of here!" We all ran. Ran as fast as we could away from that house. We had to get back to the trail. We look up towards the road, and there's Uncle Earl, looking down at us. No way. We all burst out laughing. We were actually a little scared there for a minute.
That night we went to the hot pools. The boys challenged me to a contest to see who could stay in the cold pool the longest. I would've won if we hadn't been forced to get out. :)
This morning we went quading a bit more.
So, it was a pretty great weekend. Lots of story ideas... XD

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