The Haunted Bridge Near Yellowbud
When I was a sophomore or junior in high school in Circleville, Ohio. I recall
the legend of a haunted bridge near a place called Yellowbud close to Williamsport, Ohio.
Yellowbud was a very small town probably with a population of less than 500 at
that time. I have no idea what the population today would be, but I would imagine it couldn't be much more than
There was nothing unique about Yellowbud except it was off the main drag on a
state highway to Chillicothe. It was a typical farming town. Many of us used its back roads and easy access to
park and neck. So when asked what college are you planning to attend we would jokingly say Yellowbud Tech. Of
course no school by that name ever existed. That line got so famous that T-shirts were made with a Yellowbud
There was a covered bridge near Yellowbud that many students from high school and
other places would go and hang out, park, sneak a six-pack of beer (3.2 beer then, you only had to be 18 to drink but could only buy the lower proof of
beer) and enjoy some innocent fun.
I really don't know how rumors spread, but they always start like
wildfire. The Covered Bridge in Yellowbud is
Haunted. Many kids and some adults claimed that they had
seen ghosts of a man and woman from the 1800s hanging around the bridge. (I had been there a couple of times and hadn't seen anything but my imagination sure went
round with the sounds of the night) Folks claimed that a woman
and man who had lived nearby died under suspicious circumstances back in the 1800s and were trying to find
their home which had long since been torn down.
It was the talk at school which resulted in the traffic to the bridge increasing
tenfold as everybody wanted to see the ghosts. As the story continued to grow and be stretched beyond
believability, so did the volume of people visiting the site. Now there was no privacy for your parking,
necking and beer drinking. Everybody was stumbling over each other. This place was becoming a mystic tourist
This is where the story really gets wild. If you can remember back when you were
a teenager, you can really take advantage of this opportunity for some real fun; that's what four classmates of
On the weekend they would head out to the bridge before nightfall long before
others would arrive. These pranksters would dress up in something scary and hide in the rafters of the bridge
and make weird haunting sounds and throw things down on cars crossing the bridge and sneak up to parking cars
where couples parking and scare the holy crap out of them. You can imagine what that would do to anybody,
especially with the rumors of the bridge being haunted.
As I continue to look back, I also remember a sheet being dropped from the
rafters onto the windshield of an auto as it was crossing the bridge. What these haunters didn't count on was
that this car belonged to a resident of Yellowbud, so the sheriff was called to investigate which for a short
period of time created a patrol to the area. Now the pranksters were gone but the sheriff was there and
breaking up the parking and necking.
When the patrols stopped, the pranks began once again as the rumors continued to
fly from people seeing the ghosts. Many described them as a young couple dressed in Amish clothes who actually
spoke to them. This didn't stop the pranks until one night all four of these pranksters swore on the good book
they saw the ghosts. The pranks stopped immediately.
I never saw the ghosts and I had been there numerous times. Did they exist? I
don't know. There were plenty of credible people who saw them. What I do know is the bridge is no longer there
as this one and many like them disappeared over the years. It was just too costly to keep them maintained.
One thing is for certain the covered bridges themselves were ghosts of our pasts. It's funny how you remember
these insignificant events of our lives. Man what fun we had back in the 60s. Wouldn't you like to re-visit
that time for just one more day?