Boy Scout Lane

[snopes]

Comment: My wife and I went to Wisconsin last year on our honeymoon and we
were told a local urban legend there about a place called "Boy Scout
Lane". The story is either the scout master murdered the whole troop than
himself, or that the bus crashed en route to a camping trip and killed
everybody. People say you can see the ghosts of kids and swinging lanterns
in the area at night and some even say they went there and when they came
back there was little kid handprints on there car. Have you ever heard of
this?

... I am disappointed that it doesn't end with the scoutmaster and troop B coming up the trail as planned to scare the living daylights out of troop A, who was sitting around the campfire hearing this.

[carter108]

Originally Posted by snopes

Comment: when they came
back there was little kid handprints on there car. Have you ever heard of
this?

Stupie it was supposed to say there was a hook on the door handle.

[Syllavus]

Hmmm... the handprint thing reminds me of another ghost story I heard where some people, including a bunch of kids died in some sort of car accident caused by a car being stalled and hit by something (a train maybe?) and people who deliberately stop their car on the hill say that their car is pushed by invisible hands and later on they see small handprints on the back of the car. Anyone remember this one too?

[chillas]

Originally Posted by Syllavus

Hmmm... the handprint thing reminds me of another ghost story I heard where some people, including a bunch of kids died in some sort of car accident caused by a car being stalled and hit by something (a train maybe?) and people who deliberately stop their car on the hill say that their car is pushed by invisible hands and later on they see small handprints on the back of the car. Anyone remember this one too?

Here ya go

[Syllavus]

Thanks chillas, I should have known I read about it on snopes!

[Ana Ng]

A honeymoon in Wisconsin? That's like, the scariest part!

[Syllavus]

Originally Posted by Ana Ng

A honeymoon in Wisconsin? That's like, the scariest part!

But think of the cheese Ana! The romantic cheese!

[Keeper of the Mad Bunnies]

This one has its own Wiki page.

James Powell

[Wolf333]

Originally Posted by Ana Ng

A honeymoon in Wisconsin? That's like, the scariest part!

Well, you could stay at the grooviest hotel in Wisconsin!

[Malruhn]

I grew up in Wisconsin, close enough to Stevens Point to have a rumor/legend like that make it up to my neck of the woods when I was in scouting (mid to late '70's.

I never heard of it... and we told LOTS of ghost stories!

[TrishDaDish]

Pfbt. My mom honeymooned in Wisconsin. At her in-laws house. And the in-laws were just recently married. (I'd need a graph to explain my family tree with all the marriages, divorces, and adoptions going on.)

[Deepfrydegg]

Ghost stories involving boy scouts is like beer-battered-shrimp. Two things that just go together.

When I was a boy scout (oh so long ago), EVERY campground had someone murdered in it (by crazed/evil/sadistic madman or a ex-ranger). It is what you did when you sat around the campfire.

Of course, I am biased, since I went through those things.
I was never scared, nope, not me!!!

[Hero_Mike]

Originally Posted by Ana Ng

A honeymoon in Wisconsin? That's like, the scariest part!

Ever see "Love, Actually"?

A honeymoon like that might be a *lot* of fun.

Boo pyjamas!

[TrishDaDish]

Originally Posted by Deepfrydegg

Ghost stories involving boy scouts is like beer-battered-shrimp. Two things that just go together.

When I was a boy scout (oh so long ago), EVERY campground had someone murdered in it (by crazed/evil/sadistic madman or a ex-ranger). It is what you did when you sat around the campfire.

Of course, I am biased, since I went through those things.
I was never scared, nope, not me!!!

Same with Girl Scouts. I went to Camp Hoffman (somewhere in RI), and every year was the same story. When everyone's in bed in the tents, trying to sleep, one kid would start up the Dead Kid story. There's a real working train track around the Girl Scout camp (I'm not sure if it was a commuter train or what, but it definately went by at night, tooting the whistle). The story was a kid (the sex of the kid varied) who walked on the train tracks without a lantern, didn't know there was a train coming, and SPLAT!, you got yourself a Dead Kid. Now, every night when the train whistles, the Dead Kid's ghost walks the campground. That creeped the hell outta kids; the whistle would go, and instantly everyone was sure they felt the Dead Kid's ghost touching their shoulder or something. Well, I never did, but that might be because I didn't believe it. More frightening that year was the Gypsy Moth catapillers that were a complete plague, falling on your head.

[TurquoiseGirl]

Originally Posted by Hero_Mike

Ever see "Love, Actually"?

A honeymoon like that might be a *lot* of fun.

Boo pyjamas!

Depends on how your bride would feel about you spending the night with Stacey, Jeannie, Carol-Ann, and Harriet, "The Sexy One".

Besides, I didn't think you liked Budweiser.

[High Eight]

Originally Posted by Deepfrydegg

Ghost stories involving boy scouts is like beer-battered-shrimp. Two things that just go together.

When I was a boy scout (oh so long ago), EVERY campground had someone murdered in it (by crazed/evil/sadistic madman or a ex-ranger). It is what you did when you sat around the campfire.

Of course, I am biased, since I went through those things.
I was never scared, nope, not me!!!

Some boy scouts have the luck to have their campfire tales written by a master:

M.R. James wrote "Wailing Well" for the Eton Boy Scouts, and read it at their summer camp at Worbarrow Bay in Dorset (about thirteen miles east of Weymouth) on July 27, 1927. In a letter of July 25, MRJ says: "Tomorrow it is proposed that the Lower Master takes me by car to Worbarrow Bay in Dorset where the Scouts are in camp - it is further proposed that by the camp fire I should read them a story of a terrible nature, which I have made - contrary to my expectation." (From 'Ghosts and Scholars')

M R James! You can't get better than that!