On my last day in Gold Beach Debbie took me on a tour of the area. She is very proud of where she lives, and rightly so, as it is a beautiful coastline. We drove south along the coast, and could see that there was a big fire in the hills above the beaches. As the smoke spread across the sky it shrouded the sun, and made a very strange orange light on the ocean, which looked quite spectacular, like a sunset in the middle of the day.
We followed the beaches and ocean lookouts back to the north, and ended up in town to see the sun set behind the bridge that spans the Rogue River.
After sunset we went for something to eat, and headed back to Ghost Cottage for my last night there. Kelli had arranged for a group of psychic investigators to come around for the evening to do some studies and take some readings at the house.
When we arrived, the investigators had set up all sorts of meters and cameras, and were listening with a variety of microphones and recorders. As the “investigation” got underway, it became pretty obvious that there was little in the way of objectivity in the way things were being conducted, as all present seemed to be complete believers in all things ghostly.
And yet once again there was no evidence of anything going on, apart from the occasional ticking or creaking, the usual noises of a house cooling and settling for the night. Each tiny noise was attributed to Bill, and as proceedings wore on, I became more and more amused, and frustrated.
Eventually Debbie had to leave, and soon afterwards, worn out after a long few days, I made my excuses and headed off to bed. I woke up occasionally during the night, roused not by any ghostly noises, but by the exclamations of investigators asking, “Did you hear that?” I soon fell asleep again.
I remain skeptical on the whole matter, perhaps even more so after three nights that for me were completely uneventful. I will however, keep an open mind, as some of the stuff Kelli told us is quite interesting, and some of the facts she knows are quite compelling.
Ultimately, I was disappointed not to experience anything at all, but still feel happy that the goal has been thoroughly completed, much more so than I could have ever hoped thanks to Kelli and Riley’s kindness, and to Debbie for her wonderful hosting, overall organisation, and enthusiasm for the area.
For those who missed it in the earlier “Goal 22 is tamed – horse riding at sunset” post, here’s the jet boat video. See the earlier post here for full details.
