I really enjoyed the day being out on the lake with my kayak and rowed across the lake to grab a bite to eat at the local restaurant that was part of the marina area of the lake. As I registered with the park ranger the lady was kind and said there were only 4 other guest brave enough or crazy enough to be in this 1000+acre park and to be careful while I was here. I don’t remember the exact date but it was sometime near early March when I decided to go to the park and take a break from Witch Craft to try to be a normal human for at least a day haha! I chose that faithful weekend because there was a threat of severe weather so I knew there would hardly be anyone at the park. My encounter was a very unique one that I haven’t heard of before on the region so I am wondering if other people had the same experience I had on that faithful March night back in 2008? In case you are not familiar with the Devil’s Backbone region this area is supposed to have countless stories of Ghostly encounters mostly involving Confederate Soldiers, hearing Calvary Horses and encounters with Native American Apparitions as well. I guess I should start my story by stating that I am a full practicing witch so that you can understand the many Ghost encounters I have had over my lifetime were pretty common but on this one occasion while I was visiting my favorite camping area at Canyon Lake Park near the Devil’s Backbone area I had an encounter of so many ghosts apparitions it was a bit overwhelming for me to experience This area is off of hwy 306 which is part of the Devil’s Backbone region* *The Following Story took place at the main canyon lake park in camp 5 area back in 2008. So you can even tell I never noticed anyone of the side of the road. I continued to snap pictures down the road without hesitation. I also would have noticed a large man in a bright white tshirt while snapping pictures out of the window going that slow. It appears His feet below the guardrail looked to be moving but his legs and torso above the guardrail remained still. But there were no cars in the area, there was barely enough room for a human to stand on the opposite side of the guardrail. Later when I returned home, while going through the pics, we saw a man standing on the side of the road in white tshirt looking at his hands as if texting on a cell phone. I snapped several pictures out of my drivers side window while going down th road. I drove off back towards San Marcos at maybe 15-20 miles an hours so I could snap a few out the window while I drove off. I did notice there were a lot of memorial markers on the fence line and thought that it was unusual and quite sad. I snapped a few pics and decided to leave. Sorta like you’re in someone else’s house and know you shouldn’t be. There was a very uncomfortable feeling the entire time I stood there taking pictures. On my way back from west Texas I stopped at the rest stop to take a few pictures right before sunset. I am new to the area and wanted to show my parents the stunning views from Devils backbone.
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