A Ghostly Carriage in Anahola

Informant: Female/50's/European ancestry 
Location: Anahola, Kauai, HI 

It was around 8:00 p.m. one night and I had just gotten home from canoe paddling practice. My two sons weren't home, so I decided to sit down on the porch and relax before going inside. My porch overlooks the street. On the far right end was the one streetlight, and the rest of the street across of me and all the way down was pitch black. 

I was playing around on my phone when suddenly I saw a light flicker out of the corner of my eye. I looked up and looked toward the streetlight and for a split second saw something that looked like a shadow. But it was such a slight flicker I thought my eyes were just adjusting or something. I looked back down at my phone, and a little while later, I heard a crash. 

I couldn't tell you what it sounded like. It sounded like a shelf with lots of things on it crashing to the floor. It sounded like it came from grandma's house next door, and I thought for sure my boys were fighting. I looked up and again saw a flash in the corner of my eye, coming from the direction of the streetlight, and I saw something. 

Horses. Horses' heads, four of them. And a woman, with her hair flowing behind her, coming down the road. In my mind I describe it as a carriage even though I couldn't make out the shape of one. The woman was behind the horses as if she was holding their reigns and in an area that would make sense if she was the driver of a carriage. I couldn't make out any legs of the horses or the woman, I just saw their heads. The rest of them just blended into one white, smoky mass. It looked like white flames, and ended in a tail of smoke. Everything was white. 

I looked at this for what seemed like a forever, but in reality it was probably no more than a split second before it vanished. Not being a very superstitious or scardey cat of a person, I went down my driveway to the road to see if I could see anything. Of course I didn't see anything there. 

The boys came home shortly after that. I never told them what I saw. I've never told anyone what I saw. at that point I lived in Anahola for nearly 20 years and never experienced anything like that before, or since. 

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The Jeep

Informant: Male/26/Portuguese, Chinese, Hawaiian ancestry

Location: Kealia, Kauai

I was around 15 when this happened. It was the 4th of July and me, my dad and my sister went up to Monuments to bust fireworks. It was around 12:30 a.m. and I was busting fireworks in something like a big gigantic drain. My dad and my sister were just sitting around watching me. I ran out of fireworks, so I went back to the truck to get some more. When I turned around, there was an old, old Jeep right behind me. The kind that was just bars, no cover or anything.

The way this place is, it’s a dirt road. We went down it about one mile, and we could see the beginning of it. If there had been any cars coming, we would have seen them. But there it was, right behind me. Nobody heard it or saw it coming. The Jeep was revving it's engine. When I looked in it, there was nobody there. There was no driver. It revved its engine again, and drove off down the road. I saw the lights turn the corner, and it was gone.

I looked over at my dad and sister, and my dad said, “You guys saw that? Did you see anyone in the car?” I told him there was nobody in it. He says, “We goin' follow. Come on.” So we all get in the truck, and my dad starts it up, and it dies. He tried three more times, and it died out each time. He says to us, “If the truck dies out a fifth time, that means something doesn’t want us to follow it.” He started the truck, and it died out again. Finally my dad said, “Let’s get outta here.” He threw it in reverse, it didn’t stall, and we left.

About three weeks later, I went to ride dirt bike with my uncle up at Monuments. We got to the road that we had been on that night, so I tell my uncle, “Eh, let’s go down this road. I want to see what’s down here.” So a little ways down the road, where we saw the Jeep turn, there was a tree. And wrapped around the tree was a Jeep. It looked like it had been there for a long time because it was all rusted. It was the same Jeep that I had seen that night.

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