This post is making it’s way to you from the lovely town of Morehead, KY. My brother has been attending college at Morehead State University on and off for the past seven years (undergrad and now grad school).
In those seven years I’ve visited him exactly once prior to the trip this weekend, so it seemed about time to come back down again before heading off to NYC.
What You Do in Morehead
Morehead is quite a different experience than that of a school like Ohio State. OSU has 50,000 students, Morehead’s more like 9,000. At OSU, people go to bars, or to the movies, or hang out at parties.
At Morehead, people go visit abandoned mines that are possibly the grounds for satanic rituals and sacrifices. Oh, and by “people,” I mean my brother and his friends.
So naturally on my visit here, “we” decided that I “had” to see these mines, because after all, “a mine is a terrible thing to waste.” Normally I’m pretty smart about the activities in which I choose to partake, but I guess the “whiteness” got the best of me, because I agreed to go.
Driving to a Bad Idea
The mines are up an old, creepy road in the middle of nowhere. Naturally my brother and his two friends, Alphabet and Lilo & Stitch from the cruise, decided to “hype up” the mines on our way there. Apparently in addition to the possible satanic rituals, dead bodies have been found there and it’s illegal to even be near the place- two great things to find out as you’re starting to get out of the car.
As we approached the entrance, we heard a car drive by – causing all of us to drop down to the ground and for me to reconsider why the hell I was there. After the car passed and we recovered our wits, we continued forward.
With our trusty flashlights and a camera, we ventured into the depths of this mine, looking at the remnants from when it used to be a facility for storing mushrooms. As a mine should be, it was pitch dark aside from the small beams of our flashlights, and quiet save for the dripping of water – quite enough to freak me out.
We walked back a ways, being sure to be talking at all times to avoid the creepiness that was listening to the natural sounds. We reached the “Doorway to Hell” and took a look into the “Kitchen,” and after seeing a supposed altar, it was time to high tail it out of the place.
I noticed our pace out of the mine was a lot faster than the pace into it- our own imaginations creating images of what could possibly be in store for us (and of course our imaginations were in overdrive since someone decided it would be a good idea to watch Vacancy before this whole little excursion began).
Spoiler Alert: We Survived
Back at the car, with the heart still pumping, I had a little bit more time to reconsider why I agreed to go. In a way, putting yourself into a scary situation makes you feel a little more alive- it’s another way to get a “rush” (like getting on stage or riding a roller coaster).
And even though our fears may have been unjustified, or were self-constructed from our thoughts and willingly putting ourselves in such a situation, they were very real (at least at the time).
So yeah, that was my Saturday night. What’d you do?
