Spoooooky shit!
So Trench Ludwig and I are rolling through and it’s starting to snow pretty hard and we pass this sign that says “Sierra Valley Lodge”, and It’s looking pretty good cause we’re beat and need to find a place to stay. So we turn in, and find out that the whole town pretty much consists of the lodge, and the bar that it’s next to. We can’t figure out where to check in, so we go to the bar next door to ask. Turns out the bar IS where you check in! Our kinda place! We check in only to find out there’s no cell service, no internet, and no T.V. Whatever, I’ve stayed in a hooker hotel/meth lab so this is no biggie. Actually it was pretty sweet. Plywood walls, cowboy paintings, and a bar within 100 feet. Cush!
The ghost followed Casey out into the backcountry. I took the first photo about 3 seconds before the second one, and the sun's not up, so that blur isn't a solar flare. That's the ghost, son!
Anyway, Trench and I go eat some dinner and come back. Keep in mind that It’s dumping out. So as we’re walking into our room we hear two women talking in the next room over. We think it’s kinda weird since they weren’t there before, and there weren’t any tracks in the snow coming in. Flash forward to the next night. Casey and I are in there doing shots of Whiskey and eating dinner and we’re talking to the bartender/hotel manager. I ask her if there’s anyone else staying in the lodge. ‘No’, she says. What the hell?? Trench and I BOTH heard voices plain as day in the room next door! She then says that people are always seeing things over there, but that she’s never seen anything. Luckily enough, Casey’s staying in the room where we heard the voices, so he can keep some serious tabs on that shit.
Casey standing in the seriously spooky hallway that leads to our seriously scary rooms. booooooo......
Later that night Jesse Fox, Greg Bokenkamp, and Gary Pendygrasse roll in. I tell them the spooky story, but they figure that I’m full of shit and go to bed. As Jesse’s just falling asleep, he feels some weight crush down on the corner of the bed like someone’s sitting down on it. He looks up to see if Gary got up to do something and no one’s there!! So now he’s freaked out, but manages to go to sleep.
Casey and the bartender/hotel manager/owner of the damned place. Say what you want about the living dead, but she was killer.
The next morning, Casey goes into the bathroom to shower and do whatever it is that Casey does in the bathroom. But when he tries to come out, the door won’t open! So he’s in there pulling the shit out of it, Bokenkamp’s on the other side pushing like crazy and the damn thing won’t budge! Then Casey starts eyeing up the little window cause he’s thinking he’s gonna have to crawl out of the sonofabitch. Right before he starts doing his best cat burglar routine out the window, the door just opens right up. Oooooohhhh!
That shit would send your regular travellers running, but not us, cause we’re dumb and stayed there for 4 more nights.
Gary Pendygrasse about to get all "The Shining" on us
Oh, and we shredded a lot and got a ton of bangers. Doieee. The end.
-Dave Lehl
Remember 'Queer Eye for the Straight Guy'? Obviouly this hotel didn't get that channel.
Casey and I rolled through this town in search of an abandoned ski area that we had heard of. Town hall under 12 feet of snow.
The bar next to the gho-stell. I wonder how many cowboys got shot up in this place?