Otherworld - "Dismal Falls" from Spooked

Episode Date: April 7, 2025

This week, we are bringing you an episode from our friends over at the podcast Spooked. There are some places, deep in the woods, far away from civilization, that are magical. Chuck is hiking in the Appalachian woods when he stumbles upon one of these places: Dismal Falls. But Dismal Falls isn’t all fairies and rainbows. It’s a place of dark magic. This story comes to us from the Spooked podcast. You can listen to more heart-pounding episodes of Spooked on any podcast platform. Produced by Greta Weber, original score by Clay Xavier, artwork by Teo Ducot. To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Hey everybody. Welcome to Otherworld. I'm your host, Jack Wagner. This week, we are featuring an episode from our friends over at the podcast, Spooked. Spooked features true life supernatural stories told firsthand by people who can barely believe it happened themselves. Spooked is made in partnership with KQED and is hosted by the iconic Glenn Washington who also share stories of his own. You may also know Glenn Washington from his show, Snap Judgment, which I have been a long-time fan of. This is a show that is near and dear to my heart. In fact, when I was younger, I used to drive a truck around all day for work, and I spent, I don't even know how many hours just sitting in traffic in that truck listening to Glenn Washington on the radio. So I'm very excited to be doing this with Spooked. Every episode is scored with original music and sound design transporting you to the other side of the veil. These stories demand listeners to question their own map of reality. This episode is called Dismal Falls.

Once again, it's from Spooked, and I think you're going to like it. Judgment. They say out of sight is out of mind, but I have wandered countless times to meet with those I cannot see, for they are still in mind to me. Listening to Spooked, stay. My grandfather had a shotgun. He brought it out twice every year. year once as the clock turned over on New Year's Eve. He'd run out to the porch and blasts into the

sky. Plow, plow, plow, plow, plow, plow, plow, plow, plow. Granddaddy, you said whatever goes up has got to come down. No, not on New Year's Day, baby. And the other time was the night before Halloween, we're in Detroit. Thousands of fires erupted the moment the sun set over the horizon. The city's rage, blazing orange and red and gold. Devil's night. And I watched Granddaddy get his gun. Set up his folding chair on the porch and sit smoking his cigarette, stroking the barrel. I get back up in the house now, baby.

Take care of your grandmama. All around us. Detroit, Burk and hiding behind the bars on our windows, looking out into the darkness past Grandaddy, I see shadows. Running on the sidewalk, hooded figures wearing Batman, Superman, Donald Duck mask, carrying torches, gasoline containers, some pausing to consider our home. Then hearing the cock of his gun barrel before deciding to move on. He's going to stay up to protect us.

I'm going to stay up to protect him all night long if I have to, and I try watching, watching shadows, fires, police cars. I try, then first light presses me awake. My face sleep-mashed against the window. I jump up, scared, open the front door and see my granddaddy. Still sitting sentry on the porch, still holding his shotgun, pulling the dregs from his last cigarettes, his pack with super long menthol cools. Empty. You keep your granny safe like I asked you?

Yes, sir. Good boy. Dan Daddy Wouldn't you scared? For just an instant His eyes flashed hot He looks at me like he's seeing something else Someone else

Already paid the fire once baby I won't pay it again Before he says it I never knew how his sister had passed I didn't understand that it wasn't an accident I didn't know that someone had meant to burn His black family from their home in the middle of the night and how every person that crawled out of that inferno long ago

took something of the flame with them. I didn't understand that he's been battling a different fire for a very long time. Then the burn passes from his eyes and he's almost my grandfather again and I need him back from that place. He just went. Granddaddy. Granddaddy, can I have just a little bit of ice cream up my cornflakes? He looks at me all the way then.

Baby, you could have a lot of ice cream in there if you don't tell your grandmama. We know full well that things are never as they seem, that people are often fighting invisible battles against unseen forces. We know all of this. But still, there's a different type of magic to being in the wild that highlights the mystery of everything we do not see. And our next storyteller, Chuck. Chuck comes face to face with his unknown

deep in the Appalachian wilderness that place called Dismal Falls My name is Chuck I've been hanging out in the woods since I was really young I've been out there ever since Between backpacking tours and wilderness therapy

ended up making it What I do for a living at this point So this happened in 2015 It was summertime and the camp that we were working out of, our main base camp, from what I understand, it was an old Christian summer camp. I'm not sure the details, but it was pretty old camp. A lot of the cabins that we used had been kind of redone a little bit.

And then, of course, we had the horse stables. And we had, I want to say, like, probably 15 or 16 of them. older horses, a lot of them, and the horses were actually essentially in therapy as well. The kids would work with them for part of their therapy, and then the horses were also being rehabilitated from abusive homes at the same time. At night, you would hear down by the stables the donkey, his name was Stanley. It was a mini donkey, and he would start going off at night down there. I don't know if anybody out there has ever heard of donkey freaking out, but it can be kind of

Kind of weird, a little bit scary. But he would do that pretty consistently. And then usually the next day when we would go down to do horses, first thing we do is groom them. And when you go to groom them, their mains and tails would be just completely in knots. Even if we had brushed them the day before, the horses would be in poor shape.

So at the time, I really didn't think a lot of it. But I would have kids going to be like, look at this. Like, I didn't do this. I'd be like, okay. Like, what's your point? They'd be like, we were the last group here. Like, I didn't do this. And I'm like, well, maybe Ms. Ann did it.

You know, like, it's, it's not part of my pay grade right now to worry about the horses' maids. I don't know a whole ton about horses, but I do remember growing up, my great grandma would talk about that happening. And she said it meant there was a witch on your farm. I guess it was because she would go out and every single single. day the mains and the tails on the livestock were tangled up. It was like somebody had gone out and just went haywire on these animals. And they'd be skittish and they would be jumpy and they just were not in a good mood at all. That was one of the few things she ever talked about was she said, I swear there's a witch out here.

And she would, I mean, she'd say it all the time. From the first time it happened down by the horse stables, I mean, I don't. definitely thought of that. I remembered her saying that immediately. That damn witch. But I was like, well, you know, if it happens a couple of times, whatever, it's not a big deal. You're like, well, it was coyotes or something like that. But with how consistently it happened there, I did start to wonder a little bit about that. I'd heard about Dismal Falls. I'd read about it. I read about it initially on a photography website.

And I saw pictures of it. And I was like, man, that's a beautiful waterfall. I want to get out there and go see this. And I got linked over to a book called Land of Waterfalls. And this is by a guy named Jim Bob Tensley. He wrote it in 88. And he wrote it about Transylvania County mainly. Which is the land of waterfalls, as they call it. There's tons of waterfalls out there, charted, uncharted.

There's some that don't even have names. And he describes it as one of the most foreboding places in the subpoenaing places in the Northern Appalachians. I was mainly reading to get directions. I just want to know how to get out there. Decided I was going to go check it out the next day. And so I drove up and I parked there at the base camp. And started my hike up there. It's almost like a tunnel made out of rhododendron and mountain laurels that are so low to the ground that they're almost over your head. very thick to get through. You're kind of on hands and knees. And that goes on for some time.

Then you pop out of that. It opens up a little bit for you. And you're still going up a really steep grade. Pretty blind. You can't see a whole lot. And you come around this corner and on your left side, there's this really large boulder. I mean, it's got to be the size of a house. It's a big boulder.

So I took note of that and kept on moving and not too long after that, you come to this point where the trail splits into two. At that point, I stopped and got my map out. I was not sure which way to go 100%. The lower route that stayed pretty flat, according to the map, would go to the dismal wall. But the other trail that goes, I mean, from where I was at, it looked like it went straight uphill. Um, that's the one that goes to the waterfall. I mean, it's, it is really steep. So, I start the climb up that way.

I get probably about halfway up it and just felt like I was being watched. I got that, just that pit of your, your stomach feeling. And hair on the back of my neck kind of stood up. And weirdly enough, my nose actually started bleeding right then to, I kind of turned around to where this kind of sense was coming from and all I could see was just this foot and part of a robe disappear into the rhododendron thicket. Just caught a glimpse of it.

At the time, I mean, we had been out the night before. I was dehydrated a little bit, kind of tired and a little bit hungover. and so I was like, I was like, I'm definitely seeing things. Like, I should take a break. And I'm thinking, I'm like, well, how is that possible? Because I didn't hear anything. And with how thick the leaf litter is there, you can hear anything. It was quiet.

It's very quiet out there. So I'm thinking about all this, and it's just, it's getting me flustered. So I'm just like, all right, I'm going to keep going. Kept on moving. and eventually I got to the top of this hill that I've been climbing and I crested over the top of it and there's a tree there the tree has got a rope coming down from it that goes to another tree and that tree has a rope and then from there it kind of puts you down in the rhododendron by the banks of dismal falls it's just a big long bridal veil really really pretty

waterfall it drops 40 feet with a nice cascade and then it hits it hits down and it just runs down this I mean it's got to be a couple hundred feet of just slick rock so I hike in go sit at the bottom of the falls I sat down to just chill out have some water look at the falls water was nice and cool so I'm enjoying that I was chewing on some mint I'm feeling good I'm feeling really good I'm not even pressing on the foot. Not too long after I got there and kind of had settled in, I get that feeling again like I was being watched. And kind of as I have this feeling, I hear what sounded like a voice. So I turn and look and up at the very top of the cascade, there's a woman standing on top of the wall.

waterfall. I could see her plain as day. She had kind of curly gray hair, bowed down to her shoulders. I would say she was in her 80s and was wearing a cloak, a black one or at least a dark colored one. It seemed to be in spectacular condition for somebody who runs around the woods in it. And that's about all I could make out from where I was. But no sooner had I looked at her, she turns and walks off into the rhododendron book. And then she's out of sight. At this point, I'm more confused and curious than scared. I'm 6'2 and I weigh like 2.

I'm a big dude. Like, I'm not intimidated. But I'm trying to think like why somebody would be up there. I didn't even know you could go up there. So I decide, I decide, well, I'm going to go up there too. I'm going to go figure this out on my own. So I throw my stuff in my bag and start making my way up this slick rock next to the bridal veil. Now it took me, it took me close to an hour to navigate through all this slick rock.

This stuff is pretty serious. It's kind of tough to navigate. And I'm trying to catch my breath. And then I hear from the bottom of the falls. This time it was definitely a voice. I heard it really clearly. And it just said, hey. And so I turn and look, and now she is at the bottom of the falls where I had just been.

Now I'm trying to figure out how she would have gotten down there past me when I was coming up because I couldn't find any other trails. Something's not right here. And I was like, this person's following me. What my brain and body said was get out of there, dude. Like, we don't need to be here. Like, let's get out of here. I already had my pack on, so I just kind of stepped off of the bridal veil and I just kind of went crashing through the bushes until I finally found the trail that I'd come in on.

So I scramble up those rope assists, crest back over the ridge. And so now I'm heading back down. I mean, I'm trucking pretty hard downhill back toward that split in the trail where I saw the foot initially. So I blow past that point and I'm running pretty much full speed down this hill. And I come back to that point where the big boulder is, that big house-sized rock. And of course now it's on my right side. And as I come around this blind corner around this rock, she's standing right there in the trail in front of me. And I almost ran smack into her.

I took a tumble to avoid hitting her, hit the ground pretty hard. It winded me pretty good. When I came to a stop, I had basically rolled kind of up against this rock. So I'm rolled up against, my back's against the rock, and I'm kind of sitting up, and she is standing over top of me, just looking at me. No expression on her face at all, and her eyes were, they were so white-blue that they were almost white, like the irises. They almost blended right into the whites of her eyes.

The rest of her was really old-looking, but her eyes were very, very youthful looking, just piercing. Scared me to death. We could stare at each other for a second. It felt like an eternity. Like time slowed down a little bit. I break contact, break eye contact with her, and kind of roll, get my feet under me,

and I take off. and she just kind of watched me, she watched me get my feet under me and go. Now I'm really running. I mean, I'm terrified at this point. The whole time I'm trying to tell myself, like this is all, like you're making this up. Like there's nothing weird going on here,

even though I'm in a dead sprint running from something. Finally get right about down closer to base camp and slow down, check behind me, stopped, I didn't hear anything I figured I was not being followed and so I just continued my walk I got to a point in the trail where there's this down tree

and I cross over this log come around a corner and there's a bobcat sitting in the middle of the trail ears were not moving eyes were not moving not a whisker flinched and that's very That's very out of character for that animal.

I mean, I've been in the woods for a long time, over 15 years, and I've only ever seen one actual wild bobcat. You're lucky to ever see one, much less one sitting just in the trail looking at you. So I stop, and I'm staring at this cat, and I notice the eyes. They weren't like cat eyes. They weren't slitted.

It wasn't the same shape. I mean, they were shaped like human eyes. The pupils were, I mean, almost dead white, like very, very light blue, almost dead white. So I knew right away as soon as I saw that cat's eyes. I was like, oh, that's her right there. And I was terrified. I was looking this thing dead in its eyes.

And it's kind of looking at me. and I knew, I felt it, like, deep down in my being, that she could do whatever she wanted to to me. I was at her mercy. So I started talking to her. I was like, look, I was like, you got a beautiful mountain here. I was like, well, I will never go back to your waterfall. Just like, just please let me go.

Like, just let me go. I didn't even speak that out loud. That was just something I thought. And no sooner had I thought that, this bobcat turned. walked off the trail, let me go. After that, it did take some time to process it, but really, that's when it all kind of clicked for me right there. It sunk in for me, and I was like, whoa, whoa, hold on a second.

It's just like, yeah, that was really, really weird. Like, I think I ran into a witch. I don't know, that's kind of just, it was very organic in the way that it just, like, my brain automatically was like, yep. So, I mean, an experience like that, it humbles you a lot, lot, especially in the position that I was in. I mean, you're a big bad guide. Like, I have squared up with, I've punched a bear in the jaw.

Like, I'm not intimidated by a lot of things, but sure enough, yeah, yeah, it humbled me a lot. Because that was probably one of the, one of the few times in my life where I felt like truly helpless when I was laying up against that wall looking at this, what seemed to be like an 80-year-old woman. This was an old witch, and I think she's been there for a long time. Longer than 80 years, I would think. I think she's much older than that. And I think that's just, that's where she lives. That's her stomping ground. And it's way out of the way for a reason.

So, I mean, when I go out in the woods, like, I'm picking up trash. I'm taking care of the woods. And I think she saw that. I think she was kind of, like, letting me know that she was there, like she was making her presence known more than anything else. And yeah, really, that's what I got from for the most part. Because like I said, I mean, she could have done whatever she wanted to. I was laid up against that rock wall.

It sounds crazy, but I think she stopped me on that trail to judge my character. She decided for whatever reason not to, not to harm me. And just to see if, you know, if I was worthy enough to be in her woods. and I think she determined that I must have been Thank you Chuck for coming from those woods and bringing your story back with you

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There is always a fork in the road. Whether you see it or not, whether you are careful or clever or inspired or blind, you only know you have wandered from the path After it is far too late to turn back. So be prepared. Teach your children so they will know the oldest and simplest weapon against the eternal dark. Never. Ever.

Never, ever, never, ever, never, never. All right. That was Dismal Falls from Spooked. If you liked what you heard, you can listen to more heart-pounding episodes of Spooked on any podcast platform. Go check it out. Once again, the show is spooked, available wherever you get your podcasts.