Tuesday, 11 August 2015

The Ghost Dogs of Moculta

The Ghost Dogs of Moculta


In the late 1800's, a young man working in the Barossa Valley as a delivery boy experienced a terrifying event.
Whilst travelling from the then Commercial Hotel in Angaston

(known as “The Brauhaus” since 1979.) towards Moculta, the young man crossed the small bridge over the para river. He slowed down and looked towards an old copper mine shaft on the property of Mr J.B. Bartsch. 
From the mine shaft, a drive had been cut to the bottom of the valley, which passed under the bridge. The young man sat silent on his carriage, staring into the mine shaft.
Suddenly his horses ears pricked up and the horses began to snort. They began to rear in fear as loud thumping sounds, grunting, snarling and the sound of metal upon rock filled the gully air.
Out of nowhere, in broad daylight, two large dogs appeared. Both dogs had blazing red eyes, and attached to their collars, large chains that whipped from side to side as they jumped up towards the cart – they were barking like crazy and snarling and gnashing their frothing mouths at the horses.
The young man, caught in a daze of disbelief, suddenly sprang into action and whipped at his horses to move forward. As they did, the dogs jumped on to the almost empty delivery cart, which suddenly slowed down to a crawl.
The dogs, still making maddening noises, the chains still clinking as they whipped about, suddenly leapt of the cart, which took off with a jolt, as if a great weight had been lifted from it.
The young man whipped the horses to travel as far as he could from the bridge back to his home in Moculta, adrenaline coursing through his veins at what he had seen, and what had happened.
He had no explanation for his experience, and remained unsure if the dogs were indeed ghosts, or mighty beasts that had broken their chains and become feral – either way, he found another route for his deliveries after his experience.