Sensabaugh Tunnel

Sensabaugh tunnel… is a place many East Tennessee locals consider to be extremely haunted.. they say if you drive to the middle of the tunnel and turn your car and the lights off that you may hear strange sounds such as babies crying, a goat bleat, and screams. When you try to turn your car on to flee it wont start back up, and you’ll be stuck in the middle of the tunnel frantically turning your key to escape the darkness.

 

One variation of the story of why the tunnel is haunted is that allegedly a hobo killed a baby in or around the tunnel during a robbery. Another variation is that Ed Sensabaugh, the man who lived in a house beside the tunnel went insane and slayed his entire family, and then went to the tunnel to end his own life. My friend Bill Lancaster of Bilco Productions lives in Bristol Tennessee, and was very familiar with the tunnel, and had been going there since he was a kid. The story he remembered was that a farmers wife went crazy, drowing her babies in the tunnel and then killing herself. Bill had an experience there when he was younger… he and his friends had driven into the tunnel and turned their car off not totally in the center of it. When his friend tried to start the car it wouldn’t crank, but it began rolling backwards to the middle of the tunnel. Finally it started and they high tailed it out of there. Later he and his friend revealed that they had both seen a black goat when coming out of the other end of the tunnel. Bill had an interesting experience while filming at Sensabaugh for his upcoming documentary Paranormal Bigfoot. His drone camera was experiencing some strange malfunctions as his wife Amy walked through the tunnel. There should be no way the camera should be doing this, unless someone was controlling it to do so… even so I’m not sure someone could even replicate this. During the feeling of it his wife said she heard a goat, and he had never even told her that story.

Pope Lick Creek Train Trestle

 

On my way back from the EPIC WOLFPACK meet and greet (last blog) I got to stop by somewhere that I’ve wanted to see for several years. The Pope Lick Creek Train Trestle. The trestle sits over 700 feet long, and is at least 90 feet tall. A few people have died on the bridge-trestle, and some would say it was the doing of the Pope Lick Monster: a part goat, part sheep, part man who is said to lure people on the trestle to meet their fate. There was a movie based off the monster called, “The Legend of The Pope Lick Monster” released in 1988. Just a year earlier two kids had died from injuries received from the dangerous trestle. The trestle itself was built in 1929, and some say the legend dates back several generations.

According to some the creature uses either hypnosis or voice mimicry to lure trespassers onto the trestle to meet their fate before an oncoming train. Other stories boast that the beast jumps down from the trestle onto cars passing beneath it. There are even legends of the monster attacking its victims with a blood stained ax, and that the very sight of the dreadful creature is so unsettling, that all who see it while walking across the trestle are driven to leap to their death. Some believe the monster to be a circus freak, who swore revenge after being mistreated by it’s superiors. Others say it is a monster that escaped from a train wreck after a train derailed on the pope lick creek trestle. Some even say that the beast is a malformed reincarnation of a farmer who sacrificed goats in order to gain some sort of satanic powers.

I managed to hike my way up to the trestle, and although I desperately wanted to cross, (it’s on my adrenaline junky bucket list) I felt it wasn’t the right time to do so. I didn’t put my boots on going up there, and my flip flops broke on the steep grade going up to the trestle, which is littered with old barbed wire and rocks. Once you get up there you can really see why it’s so dangerous. On either side of the bridge are sharp curves in the tracks, making it seemingly impossible to know if a train is coming from either direction. And once you are out onto the bridge there is no where to go but down. I had to trust my intuition on this one, and not cross the infamous death trestle this time. If you would like to learn more about this legend here is my video I made about the Pope Lick Monster.