tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post5781586345532891089..comments2024-03-05T03:40:57.795-05:00Comments on The Urban Baboon: Concord Covered BridgeDoug Boylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470212232836174487noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-72790628222562305882014-03-31T13:37:46.039-05:002014-03-31T13:37:46.039-05:00i visited this bridge last night but we didnt use ...i visited this bridge last night but we didnt use a snickers bar or anything, we passed the bridge and slowed down and stopped under the bridge and we saw little kids looking down at us, more like little shadows but i caught one looking at me dead in the eyes. the radio stations were changing but once i started screaming it stopped, and the trunk popped open. when we got home we noticed little finger prints and hand prints all over the car.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-55916203841877679312013-01-28T07:40:51.450-05:002013-01-28T07:40:51.450-05:00My older brother and sister told me about "wa...My older brother and sister told me about "water heads" while waiting to cross the RR tracks at Cooperlake near the old divided underpass (which is now the Silver Comet Bridge). That was late '70s. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-29748126257636042462010-11-11T22:29:58.552-05:002010-11-11T22:29:58.552-05:00lol back in 91 to 95ish me and a group of friends ...lol back in 91 to 95ish me and a group of friends routinely went there on weekends mostly and would climb up in the rafters and wait on the people who would stop and do the light flashing thing then we'd drop down from rafters in black clothes and step on the top of cars making noises etc.people would scream yell and burn out to drive off as fast as they could then sometimes be people at our high schools talking about what happened.and passing o nthe legends was good to eat the snicker bars to for a mild nights work~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-23255513059054820752010-01-09T01:44:10.923-05:002010-01-09T01:44:10.923-05:00I fed the waterheads Snickers bars on several nigh...I fed the waterheads Snickers bars on several nights during the summer of 1986. We parked the car in the middle of the bridge with the lights off at 2 AM, and placed the candy bar on the hood. Waited a while then turned the lights on to find the Snickers bar gone. They stopped taking the bar at some point and we guessed they moved to another bridge. Some say they moved to North Georgia to be with family.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-84743881231646516482009-10-19T20:59:20.993-05:002009-10-19T20:59:20.993-05:00The story I grew knowing about Concord Covered Bri...The story I grew knowing about Concord Covered Bridge was that many years ago there was a couple walking across the bridge when a car came and hit the girl. She died from so much blood loss and if you sit under the bridge at night you can still hear her blood dripping from the boards.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-22158842426013354322009-05-01T15:51:00.000-05:002009-05-01T15:51:00.000-05:00There's a covered bridge in Tunnel Hill, GA, very ...There's a covered bridge in Tunnel Hill, GA, very near the Civil War battlefield. I've heard that the battlefield and historic railroad tunnel there are haunted.<br />I can send a photo of the Tunnel Hill covered bridge if you'd like.<br />beejw@charter.netbjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05933344957466744104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-67064219607702441702008-12-30T19:34:00.000-05:002008-12-30T19:34:00.000-05:00I grew up in a house bordering the forest that con...I grew up in a house bordering the forest that contains Nickajack creek, and as kids we would often make this entire forested area our playground. I always heard stories about the Concord Covered Bridge, Ruff's Mill, and the Witch's Graveyard (Concord Cemetery). Not once in 12 years of living there (83-95) did I see anything, though. However, we used to shoot bottle rockets from behind tombstones in the Witch's Graveyard at teenagers who were making out in cars at the dead end of Fowler Rd. Fun times.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-43758027134158436232008-04-16T07:51:00.000-05:002008-04-16T07:51:00.000-05:00For ten years, 1976-86, I lived in the Ruff Mill h...For ten years, 1976-86, I lived in the Ruff Mill house beside the bridge. Though I was aware of the lore, I never caught a glimpse of the "water-heads", as local referred to them as. There was a death of one of the Ruff children, which occurred in the grist mill. The child apparently got caught in the gearing of the grist. The story was that the childs' ghost would fly from the mill over to the balcony of the house. Although occasionally, odd noises could be heard, she never revealed herself to me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1478795565937977994.post-68841133337086412122008-01-06T14:20:00.000-05:002008-01-06T14:20:00.000-05:00I grew up knowing that story. I can remember telli...I grew up knowing that story. I can remember telling that story to people back in the early 80's. It's neat to know that the story is still floating around. The street was pretty busy back then too. Just up stream a little was the railroad track, and if you walked up the railroad track a little just inside the woods there was a cemetery and some people called it the Witches Grave Yard and there was stories about there too and no one went there at mid night alone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com