The Ghost of Dunvegan Bridge

Happy Hallowe’en, Spirit River!  Here’s one last local ghost story:

Everyone has heard of her, vaguely.  The story is like a ghost itself, dim and diaphanous, glimpsed sometimes in the imagination and then disappearing like a curl of mist.  Let’s see if we can make it stay a little longer.

In the winter after the bridge was completed, in November of 1960, two men were driving through the valley.  It was a snowy night, very dark and cold, and they drove with extra care.

When they reached the middle of the bridge, they were astonished to see a woman, leaning into the swirling snow with her head bent inside a hooded cloak.  The cloak may have been warm, but certainly her bare feet were not.  The men slowed to see if she was in trouble, but she showed no sign.  She did not acknowledge them.

Worried about stopping the car on the bridge, the men continued to the opposite shore to find somewhere to pull over.  Then one stepped out in the wind and snow and trudged back to where they had seen the woman, calling to her as he approached.

There was no one else on the bridge.  The man had followed their fresh tire tracks through the snow all the way, leaving his own footprints, but there were no one else’s footprints either.

The woman could not have been there, and yet both men had seen her.

Determined to see her again, the two returned on several subsequent nights, bringing more friends with them.  They concentrated their efforts on the bridge, but when they finally spotted the figure again she was part way up one of the hills.

She appeared to be standing knee-high in the snow, picking berries.  That’s when the witnesses knew for sure that she must be a spirit.

There is another story of the Ghost of Dunvegan Bridge with even fewer details.  It is said that a man from Spirit River had an encounter with the ghost woman, but it frightened him so badly he would never speak of it to anyone.

Other people must have seen this ghost because she is often described as wearing something more like a habit than a hooded cloak.  That is why she is often depicted as a nun.  But why should a nun, from Dunvegan’s distant past, haunt a bridge constructed in the late 1950s?  Why should anyone haunt Dunvegan Bridge (except that it must be a lovely place to walk most evenings)?

Do you know more about this story, or any other ghost stories from the Spirit River area?  Please tell us through Town Spirit!  townspirit@hotmail.com

If you liked this story, check out Ghost River I and II!

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9 Responses to The Ghost of Dunvegan Bridge

  1. kelly says:

    i saw her once and i got out of the car and she dissapeared then when i went back in the car she was sitting beside me and i herd that back then there was a hospital under the bridge and a women died there i think she is haunting me because she is sitting beside me right now

  2. Trina says:

    Do you have an specific stories regarding the town of Spirit River? If so where can I find them?

    • townspirit says:

      Check our history category for true stories, and the ghosts and legends category for tales of the spirit that gives the river its name. If you turn up Spirit River stories somewhere else, we’d love to put them here!

  3. Me says:

    I’m from fairview I havnt seen the ghost but I’m going camping in dunvagin this summer to ghost hunt

  4. Me says:

    I’m from fairview do you have any fairview ghost stories

  5. Tarra and Chris says:

    I was there a few days ago and we have a picture of her on the opposite side of the bridge in daylight! She’s in a dress and just hanging out by the bank.

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