Showing posts with label driving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label driving. Show all posts

4.08.2012

The White Figure on Old Kam Highway


Informant: Male/40/Yonsei Japanese
Location: Old Kamehameha Highway, Kahalu`u

One night, back in about 2000, I was shooting laser (for my job) on Kahekili Highway near the Hygenic Store in Kahalu`u at about 1:30am. There weren't very many cars on the highway, being a weeknight, so I told my partner "Let's go back into Kaneohe town." He agreed and I decided to take the scenic route back to town on the Old Kameheha Highway, instead of Kahekili Highway.

I was the lead vehicle driving a Cushman and my partner was behind me in a car. While driving on Old Kam, I all of a sudden noticed a white figure run across the highway from makai to mauka. The white figure disappeared into the bushes. I accelerated my Cushman and transmitted on the radio to my partner, "You seen dat?!" He responded, "Nooo..." in a perplexed manner. As I approached the area where I saw the white figure disappear into the bushes, I switched on my side alley lights and stopped. My partner asked over the radio, "What had?" I responded, "I dunno. I seen one guy run across and go into da bushes."

While looking at the brush, I noticed that there were no bushes pushed to the side and the brush was still, no one trudging through it. At the time I thought nothing of it and dismissed it as a kid fooling around, or a possible figment of my imagination.

A few years later, I overheard a conversation between a longtime resident of Kahalu`u (a boss of mine) and a coworker. My boss was saying that a wahine died on Old Kam before in an auto accident and her white ghost is seen walking the highway.

Man, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up! I butted into the conversation and told them, "I seen the ghost!" Thinking back now, I recalled that the white figure didn't have any shins or feet and no details to its torso. It was just white!

10.02.2010

The Knudsen Gap Hitchiker

Informant: Female/age unknown/Japanese ancestry
Location: Knudsen Gap, Tunnel of Trees, Kauai

It was 10:30 p.m. and my sister was leaving work from Kalaheo and heading towards Lihue. She notice that she was the last car as she passed the Tunnel of Trees. As she was going down the slight hill where there is an old, short concrete bridge, she notice out of the corner of her eye there was a really bright light shining from the passenger seat window. She suddenly realized a very dark figure had entered her car and was sitting in the passenger's seat. The air suddenly became extremely cold; so cold that her teeth started chattering. She didn't dare look at the dark figure that was sitting right next to her. She just kept asking out loud, "Is that you, dad? Is that you, dad?"

This lasted the span of about a minute as she was about to make the turn that goes between the mountain. Suddenly the dark figure jumped out of the car into the hao bushes. The air in the car returned to normal. She wasn't freezing nor were her teeth chattering.

That dark figure scared her so badly that her husband had to drive her to work for about three weeks until she felt comfortable enough to drive by herself again. She never encountered that scary ghost hitchhiker again nor does she ever want to. That stretch of road is called the Knudsen Gap, and there have been quite a few tragic accidents on that straight away. I think (don't quote me on this) it might have to do with that dark figure that jumped in her car.My sister didn't look at it so she wouldn't crash. I can only imagine what that thing looked like. Scary...

5.09.2010

The Vanishing Road

Informant: Male/25/Filipino ancestry
Location: Koloa, Kauai

My neighbor across the street had recently gotten into a car accident near the Hyatt hotel in Poipu. Me and some friends decided that we wanted to go see the site of the accident, so we decided to drive through the Koloa bypass. The way we decided to go normally only takes like five minutes. From my house in Koloa to the Sheraton only takes about five minutes. It's a route we all drive all the time.

My friend was driving, and he lives right around the corner from me. Somehow what should have taken five minutes turned into 45 minutes. We didn't know where the hell we were, or why it was taking so long. What you have to understand is that we were raised on the South side. We know all the back roads like the back of our hands. But we had no idea where we were. Nothing looked familiar.

Finally we found our way out and ended up by the fire station. On the way back home we even tried to find the strange road that we had driven on, but we couldn't find it ever again.