I've been doing research on this place and I can't believe what I'm finding. There is a white supremacist, pseudo neo Nazi group there. There is a place called "The Swings" and that’s where they hang out mostly.
There is a satanic cult. They all live in a small community that is secluded. There are two properties surrounding them and they have been for sale for years and years because no one wants to buy them.
One way to get to their community is through Hells Gates. Now, trust me, DONT GO THERE. Unless you want to die, I wouldn’t risk it. Hells gates is off of Avocado terrace and there is a for sale sign against the rock wall. If you look, you can see some bricks and a path dug into the wall... that’s hells gates.
There’s another place that is just plain creepy. I’ve been by it and from what my friends have told me, its the other property connected to the cult property. It has large black iron gates and also a old for sale sign in front. This is off some old narrow road that name I don’t remember. Supposedly there are very large X's arranged in there. Some are painted, some rocks are organized into X's and such. My other friend told me that he had went there, and 3 very large identical dogs came to the gate and so they took off.
But my friends who told me about the Xs said when they were there, they shined a flashlight into the bush's and saw eyes and took off.
And here are some stories:
The hanging tree... supposedly there is a tree, near the base of the hill on the Whittier side where a man was hung. Its called the hanging tree because supposedly around the time when the man was hung (not sure what time that is) you can see a man hanging.
In the late 60's a couple were driving through the canyon to find some seclusion so they could be together, and someone followed them up. There was some kind of malfunction with the car, and the boyfriend got out to go find help, and told the girlfriend to wait in the car and not let anyone in except for himself. As the time went on the girlfriend started to get worried, she could hear it start to drizzle and branches hitting the roof of the car. She eventually fell asleep while she was waiting for her boyfriend to return. The following morning she woke up to a cop telling her to get out of the car, and not to look up. Of course she looked up, she saw her boyfriend hanging from the tree... the sound of the rain was his blood dripping onto the car, and the sound of the branches were his feet on the roof.
Edited by Tiggs, 25 December 2007 - 05:07 PM.
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