Loveland Castle Ghost Stories

SIR HARRY’S GHOST STORY

We have a ghost here, of course. Every regular castle has its ghost. We call ours Casper Poltergeist. Casper comes from the funny papers, and his last name is the German for friendly ghost. No one has ever seen him. They say that is because he died a natural death. It is only the ghosts of murdered people whose ghosts can be seen. He will not harm anybody unless you get him angry. Then he will touch you and give you an electric shock, sometime a hard one. Recently a girl sat on his bed and made fun of him and called him names. Suddenly she leaped almost to the ceiling, and yelled like bloody murder. She got a real shock, and would not sit there again. This ghost stays in the day bed until midnight. Then he gets up and wanders about the place sometimes playing tricks on us. He often pounds on a door, and/or rings the doorbell. When he first came, I thought it might be some neighbor kids playing tricks. However, after a couple of months I found out differently. In the evening we had about a half-inch of fresh snow. About one o’clock in the morning, there was a loud knock on the back door upstairs. Now, I said to myself if it is a person, there would be tracks. I investigated, no tracks. There is another way I can tell whenever a Knight comes to stay over the rest of the night, he knocks, and then repeats, giving the password. The ghost never repeats so I always wait for the second knock before I go to the door.

We have had several other ghosts here before, but none who ever came indoors and stayed for seventeen years, however there was who stayed sixteen years. We had a weeping willow tree South of the castle and the ghost stayed near that tree. Thousands of people have seen him from the castle roof. I had him trained so I could coax him to lie down, turn over or disappear. He was shaped like an egg outline, with two big eyes near the smaller end. He was transparent like plastic, and grass and weeds could be seen right through him. I could talk to him, but if anyone else said one word, he would disappear and I would have to coax him back. Several girls and women have fainted when he moved towards them. When the willow tree died the ghost left for good-maybe. Of course we have had other ghosts. One was a girl in a long dress, which walked on the water from across the river and would come and sit on the seats on top of the garage. Now that we have a streetlight in front she has not returned. Then there was a bi tall Viking dressed in a long dark cloak, wearing a spiked helmet, and carrying a short, wide sword across his chest. He would appear by the North round part of the castle addition. You could watch him as long as you wished, but if you glanced away, he would disappear. He never came inside, and showed himself only a few times

SIR JOE'S GHOST STORY

One day in 2001 Sir Joe and Sir Tim where working around the Castle all day and after putting in some long hours they decided it was time to call it a day and sit down, relax and plan the next days work. After resting a while they heard the Bathroom door in the Ballroom slam shut, knowing that they are the only ones there, the both ran up the steps to find out who had snuck into the Castle, after a through search they found no none in the building and nothing amiss.

This happened twice more and each time nothing or no one was found that could explain the slamming of the door until Sir Joe said “somebody or something is trying to tell us that something is wrong with the Bathroom”, Sir Tim accused Sir Joe of being “nuts”.

The next morning Sir Joe got to thinking about what had occurred the night before and decided to give the Bathroom a real good checking out and again found nothing so he moved his search outside to check on the pipes running to the septic tank and found that it was about to overflow and cause a real mess in the garden area, thanks to the warning from who or what a real problem was avoided.
 

SIR BILL’S GHOST STORY

One Saturday night after a long day of working on the Castle the Knights and Ladies decided to unwind by having a little party and as several members play musical instruments we where able to have live music at this get together.

About an hour into the party I noticed that a heavy overhead light was swinging back and forth with the music and when I called everyone’s attention to it and they stopped playing the lamp stopped. When I say stopped it stopped dead, it did not slow then stop, it just stopped. As the night wore on if the lamp liked the song being played it would swing in time to the music if it didn’t it would hang their perfectly still.
Example Lists

LADY DONNA JEANS' GHOST STORY

I was supervising a Scout overnight in May of 1989 and all the Scouts and their leaders were down by the river at the Fire Ring. As is my habit I did a complete perimeter check of the Castle. When I finished it was between 11.00 p.m. & 11.30p.m. I sat down on the round cement step to relax.

As I sat there I looked over to my right and noticed a figure on the road by the Port-a-potties coming up to the gardens. The figure was transparent, whitish in color and was very flowing, like a woman with shoulder length hair and in a long billowy gown.

She walked up to the garden area where I was and disappeared. That scared me, but as I sat there, I remembered that Mr. Andrews told the story of a man and his wife that built their cabin at the front of a cave down river from the castle and made moonshine.

One day there was an explosion and Mr. Andrews with his Knights and Squires ran down to the cabin to find it in ruin from the blast. When it was safe they entered the half cave and half cabin and found the woman dead under a whiskey barrel.

From that time on she has been seen many times, not only by Mr. Andrews and the Knights, but many visitors as well.
 

LADY CHRISTIE'S GHOST STORY

My story, in winter of 1987 I was at the Castle with Sir Ron Irvin, visiting one evening. Sir Ron had just got off work and was covered in mud and decided to take a shower. We were the only two at the Castle that evening, and I decided to wait in the French Ballroom. I was sitting in a chair by the bathroom just inside the archway. I was facing towards Sir Harry's bedroom and the spiral staircase. I saw a huge shadow of something coming up the staircase, very slowly. With the lighting if it was a moth or insect it would have fluttered about, but this shadow was the size of a human, and it continued to move up the steps towards the top. By this time I was scared and moved very fast to get Sir Ron. By the time I looked again it was at the first archway, and by this time I was screaming and banging on the door. When Sir Ron came out the figure was gone. Needless to say, we left, because he had felt the presence too. We felt whatever it was at that time, wasn't going to hurt us, but we just had the creeps and decided to leave. Since then, I've been very leery of the spiral staircase.