Scotty's Spooky Stay at The Stanley Hotel - Night Two

Written by Scotty

I will admit it was a fun filled first night of myself trying not to freak out when feeling someone on the end of my bed.  Was I frightened?  Yes I was, but I quickly got over it and decided that whomever it was, was trying to take care of my ailing legs.  That’s my story and I am sticking to it, I don’t care what anybody says.  I did not run and I did not scream, so you know what, I think I handled it well.  So onto my second day at the famed Stanley Hotel.

If you have not been playing attention to any of the news on the Stanley since about March of this year, you may not know this, but a hedge maze has been installed.  With all of the love towards The Shining movie over the years, they thought it was about time to make sure everyone knows which hotel this really is.  Most of the guests these days have more and more questions about the book and the movie than the majestic hotel itself.  I will admit that my love for the movie is what brought me up here, but I will stay because the location itself is just so freaking beautiful. 

There is another reason why the Stanley Hotel is trying to Shine it up these days as the Timberline Lodge from the movie (the exterior of the Overlook Hotel) is by trying to call itself "The Shining Hotel" as well.  The Stanley should never lose this title, but every place that has been associated with the movie is trying to capitalize on this, I think there is a rebirth of horror fans out there that is starting to love the story and the movie and if they don’t do their research, they will never know which hotel should be given credit.  Although both of them should be, the Stanley is the place that gave King the idea.

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Sorry for the rant.  So I have tried the hedge maze a couple times and have given up.  I stink at mazes and even though it is not fully grown yet, there is plenty of work going on, on a daily basis to make sure it looks great and continues to flourish.  When kids start passing you and finishing on their first attempts, it might be time to reevaluate your status as a grown up maze runner, just saying.  It is fun and I will beat it before I leave, but at this point, I am not even going to let it worry me.

I took one of the daytime Stanley History tours, as I do on most of my trips since each tour guide tells you something different that you might not have heard before.  Even with all of the stories being the same, their delivery makes the stories that much different.  One of the things that I like about this tour as well is that it brings you into the Lodge and the Main building to see at least the exteriors of the haunted rooms, along with the stories behind them.  My group was lucky to have me along and all got to see room 407 and we got a little bit more in depth about what happens in it.  This can be a blessing and a curse at the same time since I am still staying in this room and don’t want to get to scared to stay any longer. 

So I already had the basics covered in this room, the smell of tobacco, it comes from the closet.  They still think that it is Lord Dunraven, but no reports of him touching anyone in this closet, just in 401.  Having someone sitting on the edge of the bed while you are sleeping, check, happened to me.  Being tucked in during the dead of night, we will get to that soon, but there is a story of an ex solider sleeping on top of the covers only to find himself being tucked in very tight like a burrito.  Items moving locations around the room and the lights being played with during the night.  Wow, who would want to stay in a room with all of this going on?  I guess I kind of do, I still want to witness more.  After the tour was over, I decided to head back up to the room and try to investigate further.  

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Waiting for nightfall, I shut everything down and gave a shot at an EVP session.  Now I am not an expert at this and still have to listen to the results, but I did feel a little creeped out while doing it.  After that, it was getting pretty late and I decided to turn in.  Hearing the story about the covers being pulled up over someone that was not under them, I decided to give that a shot.  But it did get pretty cold, so I covered my legs so I could fall asleep.  Low and behold when I woke up around midnight, the covers were pulled up to my shoulders.  Now could this have been a ghost or could I have gotten cold and pulled them up myself?  I remember pulling the covers up most of the time, but when I am on vacation, I tend to forget some things.  Now what was interesting was the tucked in factor. 

What I think about when getting tucked in is having the sheets pushed under your body so you do not roll around too much when you are sleeping.  Now this got close to happening more than once.  My sheets were depressed in the openings I left between my body and the pillows.  When I say depressed, I mean that they were pushed down, not just resting there.  Interesting to say the least and I hope not to be turned into a burrito tonight when I do it again, but I would like to know who is doing it.

I still have not heard the kids playing in the hallway yet, but I did hear something else happening in the hall a couple times.  You can tell when the tour groups as moving through the floors and I could have sworn that I heard one outside of my room a couple of times after 9pm, but when I opened the door to see them, there was nobody there. Pretty strange and there is no place that they could have gone since I can hear the doors opening and closing, and everyone that heads up and down the staircases.  I don’t know how to explain this, it is just different.  

Well, that is it from the second day and night.  Hope to see and witness some more, but you never know what the Stanley will have in store for you.  And a positive note, there have been no séances in the hall ways this trip.  

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