Most Haunted Experience Ghost Hunt
Feb 20, 2017 15:18:24 GMT
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MHE Ghost Hunt - Wentworth Woodhouse 21/01/17.
Having watched Most Haunted, off and on over the years, and then last year coming across the Most Haunted Experience website, I decided to book a Ghost Hunt with them. As the three principal members of the MH crew would be in attendance, I was eager to see how they would interact with the public at first hand.
Now, as regards the paranormal, I have to say I keep a very open mind about the subject. I've read books on all aspects of the genre, from ghosts to telekinesis, from levitation to near-death experiences and I can honestly say I’m just not fussed one way or the other. Perhaps there is something to it. Or, possibly, science may one day furnish an explanation that is not 'Supernatural' at all and can be explained by some anomaly in the human brain or other natural causes.
Be that as it may, I have always taken an interest in this and Most Haunted has provided me with good entertainment if nothing else. You’ve just got to be amused at it. I know that this programme has it's detractors, and that Yvette Fielding, Karl Beattie, Stuart Torevell & Co are not exactly everone's favourite TV personalities. But, I thought, why not give it a go? If nothing else, it would be a long weekend away.
I arrived at the site of the Hunt, a grand design of a building known as Wentworth Woodhouse in South Yorkshire, for all the part feeling like Jonathan Harker arriving at Castle Dracula, and, like him, felt not a little nervous. Not so much in seeing a ghost (although it would be handy, if only to ask directions around the place) but more in case any fun and games were deliberately being planned. I had heard stories of other Ghost Hunts (in general, not necessarily with MHE), where all sorts of heart-stopping things had happened and remembered very well what had befallen Linda Blair’s character after she started messing about with things she shouldn’t have. Hoping my head wouldn’t start spinning round later on, I made for one of the front doors.
I was relaxed somewhat by the friendly MHE Team staff with a cheerful welcome, (although the bloke on the door gave me a pitying look when I said I was from North Wales), and shown into the buildings’ tea rooms, where about sixty people were gathering for the nights activities. There were not enough seats for everybody and I somehow was shuffled over towards the tea stand. Shortly, we were shown a few short films of what MHE were about and then Yvette, Karl and Stuart were ushered in. It's strange seeing people for the first time when you've only seen them before on TV, but they tried to put us all at ease with jokes and repartee. Then, they moved amongst us for chat and photos. My meeting with Yvette seemed to follow a Morecambe & Wise type double act:
Yvette: 'How ya doin'?'
Me: 'Bit nervous'
Yvette: 'No. Your O.K.'
Me: 'You should have seen me before the tranquillisers.'
Yvette: 'You'll be fine. Are you on your own?'
Me: 'I've walked 500 miles to be here.'
Yvette: 'We've done quite a few vigils here before. It's like we live here.'
Me: 'Have you sold the place yet?'
And things like that. I have to say she was a great sport and really funny. We then had a photo taken, and I moved on to say 'Hi' to Karl.
He said that he had always been interested in the subject, and thought that there were many questions to be answered. After this, we were all split into groups with me being in Team 1.
With individual staff from MHE as leaders, our group set off to explore what was called 'Bedlam', a semi-derelict wing of the house. With various equipment, temperature gauges, EMF devices & a teddy bear (it had lights on it which was hoped would flash if anything disembodied was near) we entered a room which was terribly cold and damp. There was a very oppressive feel to this room and after standing in a circle hoping to communicate with any troubled spirit, in which the toys' lights slightly flickered, it was decided to try to gain a portal with a Ouija Board. Four of us knelt down on the dank floor, myself included, and placed our forefingers on the planchette. Despite repeated requests for anything to 'speak' to us, nothing happened.
We moved on to the Chapel where someone thought a light could be seen flickering in a window opposite.
Then on to a Study type room, where the windows were boarded up. Despite this, we all seemed to detect a faint light out of the corners of our eyes, and yet when you looked at it directly, seemed to disappear. We moved to a room next door where we again tried to make contact using a Ouija, again without success.
Now it was time for a much needed brew, so we went back to the tea rooms, meeting up with the other groups and discussing the evening so far. Some people reported slight readings on their devices but I don't recall anything major having happened.
We continued, now taking in the servants quarters at the top of the building (we could have seriously broken our necks in this area, for the floorboards had gaping holes in them). Here, after a while, one of the temperature hardware units registered a large surge. But, despite repeated requests for more activity, it did so only the once.
A low rumbling sound was also heard in this part of the house.
Moving on, we then spent a fairly long vigil in a lounge type room but without success. I must say here that, although some of us had torches, we were in almost total darkness the whole time on the hunt itself. I tried to take what video footage I could, but of course my phone camera does not have night vision, so it was very difficult to pick up anything.
After this, we all went about exploring more of the building at our own leisure, and although I found the place fascinating, I neither saw or heard anything else.
We all then met back in the tea rooms and had another chat with Yvette, Karl and Stuart, so bringing the Hunt to an end. I asked Yvette if they were going to be filming any more new episodes, and she said that Karl had some ideas in the pipeline.
Inconclusive as it was as regards phenomena, I'm still maintaining an open mind. Nothing of any note happened, but it was worth it if only for the history of the location. Plus, I enjoyed my weekend away.
Having watched Most Haunted, off and on over the years, and then last year coming across the Most Haunted Experience website, I decided to book a Ghost Hunt with them. As the three principal members of the MH crew would be in attendance, I was eager to see how they would interact with the public at first hand.
Now, as regards the paranormal, I have to say I keep a very open mind about the subject. I've read books on all aspects of the genre, from ghosts to telekinesis, from levitation to near-death experiences and I can honestly say I’m just not fussed one way or the other. Perhaps there is something to it. Or, possibly, science may one day furnish an explanation that is not 'Supernatural' at all and can be explained by some anomaly in the human brain or other natural causes.
Be that as it may, I have always taken an interest in this and Most Haunted has provided me with good entertainment if nothing else. You’ve just got to be amused at it. I know that this programme has it's detractors, and that Yvette Fielding, Karl Beattie, Stuart Torevell & Co are not exactly everone's favourite TV personalities. But, I thought, why not give it a go? If nothing else, it would be a long weekend away.
I arrived at the site of the Hunt, a grand design of a building known as Wentworth Woodhouse in South Yorkshire, for all the part feeling like Jonathan Harker arriving at Castle Dracula, and, like him, felt not a little nervous. Not so much in seeing a ghost (although it would be handy, if only to ask directions around the place) but more in case any fun and games were deliberately being planned. I had heard stories of other Ghost Hunts (in general, not necessarily with MHE), where all sorts of heart-stopping things had happened and remembered very well what had befallen Linda Blair’s character after she started messing about with things she shouldn’t have. Hoping my head wouldn’t start spinning round later on, I made for one of the front doors.
I was relaxed somewhat by the friendly MHE Team staff with a cheerful welcome, (although the bloke on the door gave me a pitying look when I said I was from North Wales), and shown into the buildings’ tea rooms, where about sixty people were gathering for the nights activities. There were not enough seats for everybody and I somehow was shuffled over towards the tea stand. Shortly, we were shown a few short films of what MHE were about and then Yvette, Karl and Stuart were ushered in. It's strange seeing people for the first time when you've only seen them before on TV, but they tried to put us all at ease with jokes and repartee. Then, they moved amongst us for chat and photos. My meeting with Yvette seemed to follow a Morecambe & Wise type double act:
Yvette: 'How ya doin'?'
Me: 'Bit nervous'
Yvette: 'No. Your O.K.'
Me: 'You should have seen me before the tranquillisers.'
Yvette: 'You'll be fine. Are you on your own?'
Me: 'I've walked 500 miles to be here.'
Yvette: 'We've done quite a few vigils here before. It's like we live here.'
Me: 'Have you sold the place yet?'
And things like that. I have to say she was a great sport and really funny. We then had a photo taken, and I moved on to say 'Hi' to Karl.
He said that he had always been interested in the subject, and thought that there were many questions to be answered. After this, we were all split into groups with me being in Team 1.
With individual staff from MHE as leaders, our group set off to explore what was called 'Bedlam', a semi-derelict wing of the house. With various equipment, temperature gauges, EMF devices & a teddy bear (it had lights on it which was hoped would flash if anything disembodied was near) we entered a room which was terribly cold and damp. There was a very oppressive feel to this room and after standing in a circle hoping to communicate with any troubled spirit, in which the toys' lights slightly flickered, it was decided to try to gain a portal with a Ouija Board. Four of us knelt down on the dank floor, myself included, and placed our forefingers on the planchette. Despite repeated requests for anything to 'speak' to us, nothing happened.
We moved on to the Chapel where someone thought a light could be seen flickering in a window opposite.
Then on to a Study type room, where the windows were boarded up. Despite this, we all seemed to detect a faint light out of the corners of our eyes, and yet when you looked at it directly, seemed to disappear. We moved to a room next door where we again tried to make contact using a Ouija, again without success.
Now it was time for a much needed brew, so we went back to the tea rooms, meeting up with the other groups and discussing the evening so far. Some people reported slight readings on their devices but I don't recall anything major having happened.
We continued, now taking in the servants quarters at the top of the building (we could have seriously broken our necks in this area, for the floorboards had gaping holes in them). Here, after a while, one of the temperature hardware units registered a large surge. But, despite repeated requests for more activity, it did so only the once.
A low rumbling sound was also heard in this part of the house.
Moving on, we then spent a fairly long vigil in a lounge type room but without success. I must say here that, although some of us had torches, we were in almost total darkness the whole time on the hunt itself. I tried to take what video footage I could, but of course my phone camera does not have night vision, so it was very difficult to pick up anything.
After this, we all went about exploring more of the building at our own leisure, and although I found the place fascinating, I neither saw or heard anything else.
We all then met back in the tea rooms and had another chat with Yvette, Karl and Stuart, so bringing the Hunt to an end. I asked Yvette if they were going to be filming any more new episodes, and she said that Karl had some ideas in the pipeline.
Inconclusive as it was as regards phenomena, I'm still maintaining an open mind. Nothing of any note happened, but it was worth it if only for the history of the location. Plus, I enjoyed my weekend away.