Where is the most haunted place in Britain?

Autumn is the season of the supernatural but just where is the spookiest place in Britain? Veteran explorer of our lost byways Ian Vince gives his verdict…

UK, Cornwall, Botallack Mine

Ding Dong, Woon Gumpus, Boscawen-un, Zennor, Madron and Mulfra; even the place names of west Penwith, on the far toe of Cornwall, can sound like the syllables of a mumbled arcane rite. The climate and landscape add their own low murmur; when the mist billows in from the Atlantic over rounded granite tors and lonely menhirs, it muffles almost every sensation, leaving only the mind’s eye racing to fill the void and animate the silhouettes.

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It’s a truth not lost on writers of supernatural fiction and suspense that wild places are perfect locations for their stories, all the more so when they lie close to a body of water. Whether it is the house that stands alone on an island, a wide-open heath, the moor or the mire, they are the natural habitats of both the ghost story and the murder mystery.

Whitby Abbey at sunset

Conan Doyle’s The Hound of the Baskervilles is famously set on a murky Dartmoor, with the added thrill of a near-universal myth in Britain – that of a local supernatural black dog (see black shucks of Suffolk overleaf). Susan Hill’s terrifying The Woman in Black is set against the windswept and deserted coastal marshes and offshore islands of Northumberland. It is not the authors who set up a brooding atmosphere for their fiction by using the weather and landscape; it’s there in our minds already.

Isolated and eerie

Penwith is, at its heart, a wild and isolated moorland even at the peak of summer but, like many uplands, it reserves its most macabre and spine-tingling moments for autumn. The days diminish as the season takes hold, traffic on the roads subsides and memories of sun-beaten high days and holidays ebb as the moor returns to the wild once again.

Much of Penwith is a funerary landscape, dotted with tumuli, cairns and cromlechs (or quoits as they are known in Cornwall), and many of these and other Neolithic and Bronze Age features have long been attributed to the fairies. Not gossamer-winged, twinkle-eyed Tinkerbells with a winning smile, but dangerous supernatural entities – piskies or pixies – that were to be avoided at all costs.

The belief in piskies all over Cornwall sought to explain a portfolio of peculiarities and odd phenomena – especially around the mining areas where, if the stories are to be believed, they almost acquired the status of supernatural vermin during the 19th century. Here, between Pendeen and St Just, at Carn Kenidjack and Woon Gumpus Common, the folklore takes a sinister turn – a reflection, perhaps, of the wildness of this stretch of moorland. The carn and the common are where the Devil rides a black horse and hapless mortals must run for a stile to escape his grasp. Dancing lights are seen to this day on Woon Gumpus and Carn Kenidjack, which is known as the ‘Hooting Cairn’ on account of the wail the wind makes through its granite tor.

Small stone chapel ruins
A ruined chapel looks out over the sea at Cape Cornwall near St Just on Cornwall’s north coast. (Getty)

They might not be as obviously malign as the Devil, but stories of piskie interactions with humans tell how they have the power to abduct, befuddle and lead people astray over the landscape. You were more vulnerable if you happened to find yourself on a fairy path, the dead-straight routes that – like their modern equivalents in myth, the ley lines – connect the fairy forts with their various tumps and tumuli.

I have found myself bewildered in the wilderness of Penwith on a number of occasions and I’m a competent map reader. On one occasion walking over Caer Bran, it went much further than any shortcomings in my sense of direction can account for. My inner suggestible self was gripped not only by disorientation, but a sense of foreboding I had never experienced before; Caer Bran is, in Cornish legend, the home of the Pobel Vean – the little people.

Black dog illustration

Walking to Boscawen-un to the south, there was a domain of intense glumness and macabre depression that I was hitting at a tangent; as if the summit was ablaze with melancholy and aggressive sadness. It was so profound, I felt I was being ‘warned-off’ the hill top. The message was very clear, though the mechanism by which it arrived remains a mystery.

Of course, anyone with any imagination can be spooked if there are compelling enough circumstances. Yet not long before my experience on Caer Bran, I had slept, or attempted to sleep, in nearby Chûn Quoit – the final resting place of a long-forgotten tribal chieftain – as a volunteer for an experiment in cognitive archaeology. But I failed to run away screaming into the night and left disappointed and completely un-spooked. It wasn’t the piskies keeping me awake, but a large rock digging into my spine.

Stone circle
Boscawenun Stone Circle (Getty)

Just as some landscapes inspire us, others hold power over us and it has always been that way. Our ancestors had an uneasy relationship with all uplands right up to the 19th century. The Reverend Sydney Smith described the Cotswold edge as “one of the most unfortunate, desolate countries under heaven, divided by stone walls, and abandoned to screaming kites and larcenous crows; after travelling really 20, and to appearance 90 miles, over this region of stone and sorrow, life begins to be a burden, and you wish to perish.” How times have changed; the Cotswolds are now so civilised that they are the epitome of Middle England and I can’t help think that’s a pity.

Real countryside and original landscapes are valuable because they scare us, and when we’re a little bit scared we’re more alert, not only to the dangers – imagined and real – but also to the delights. We need to cultivate that respect again if we want to have a real adventure in the country.

Four more spectral landscapes to give you the shivers…

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Capel-y-ffin, Powys

There’s no shortage of apparitions between this tiny village and the Skirrid Mountain Inn at Llanvihangel Crucorney. A Benedictine monk has been seen on the narrow road and another at ruined Llantony Abbey upstream. Apparitions of the Virgin Mary were seen close to the village in 1880.

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Isle of Iona, Hebrides

The last resting place of 48 Scottish kings, Iona has a long history and is a significant spiritual centre. Attacked by the Vikings, apparitions of longboats have been reported sailing into the harbour at night.

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Old Shuck of Suffolk

A huge black hellhound – with burning red eyes – that prowls the lanes of Suffolk, he is particularly associated with thunderstorms, rivers and fen. During a storm in 1577, he appeared in Bungay and Blythburgh churches, killing three parishioners in each and leaving a scorch mark on the door of Blythburgh.

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The Battle of Edgehill, Warwickshire

A thousand troops died in the first large battle of the English Civil War, between Banbury and Stratford-Upon-Avon on 23 October 1642. For months after, witnesses reported seeing phantom battles in the skies. Today, screams, the thunder of hooves and the chink of armour are still heard.