The legend of Booger Hill in Cumming

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It’s that time of year again.  Time for little monsters to come to your door with hands out begging for you to give them something.  No, it’s not tax day, it’s Halloween!  The ghosts and goblins come out when the sun goes down to scare and spook all of us.

Georgia is home to some pretty scary haunted spots.  There are many ghost sightings from Savannah to any one of the state’s many Civil War battlefields and camps.

One particular spot I’d like to mention is one that I accidentally came across this year.  It’s a short stretch of road north of downtown Cumming with the unfortunate name of Booger Hill.  Now the name Booger Hill may strike as many giggles as it does shrieks, but trust me, this place is creepy.

The legend is back in the 1850’s. Two slaves were accused of raping and killing a white woman.  The locals then hung those two men from two oak trees and buried them nearby.  Now, in modern day, a road just happens to pass right between those very two oak trees.  If you park your car between those trees, and put it in neutral, the car will roll downhill.  Eventually, the car will come to a stop, and then start rolling backwards, allegedly pushed by the ghosts of those slaves who want you away from where they are buried.  If you go back far enough to pass those oaks, you are doomed to die on the way home.

This thing really works.  And it’s more than a little unsettling.  Travel north of Cumming on Bettis Tribble Gap Road. Once you pass Dunn Road, start to look for the oak trees.  They are with other trees, but you’ll see them.  It takes a minute or two once you’re in neutral to really get going.  Also, most people do this at night to enhance the scariness.  I would recommend doing it at night to avoid traffic.  I was a chicken and did it during the day and had several attempts thwarted by cars wondering what the heck I was doing.  I finally put on my hazards and let it rip.  My truck stopped and started backwards.  Not slowly, but fast.  Those ghosts must have really not liked me.  I was even having a little hard time steering, I was going so fast.

I’m not much of a believer in the legend, but I’ll admit, I did stop before I got back to the trees.  It’s also said that if you sprinkle flour on your hood that hand prints will appear.  When I tried Booger Hill, I had pollen on my hood, and no hand prints were seen.

If you don’t want to really do it, there are tons of videos on YouTube of folks taking the trip.  One even has a “ghost” or something seen when the headlights came back on.  I won’t go too spoiler alert on you, but there is a scientific reason that Booger Hill works.  Even knowing that, out in the country, in the dark, with your senses heightened, I can see how Booger Hill is a neat, tucked away Halloween treat.

1 comment on this post.
  1. Jordan Jones:

    When I lived in Flowery Branch in 2012, myself and a few friends were checking out some of the questionably haunted areas in the Atlanta area, including an abandoned prison, an abandoned hospice, and the famous Booger Hill. Luckily we decided to bring a bag of flour, which could have easily been mistaken for a bag of coke.

    We were just about out of time as dawn was drawing near when we decided to check out Booger Hill. We were told that the best time to do this was shortly before sunrise. Turns out we were just in time. After doing everything as instructed, we got pushed up the hill. The first attempt we got pushed 100 feet. We needed to try it again so we did. The second time, we were pushed roughly 150 feet. It was addictingly freaky at this point so we thought to do it once more. This time we were pushed backwards about 200 feet.

    With each attempt, we got closer to the oak trees. However, at the time of these events, we had no knowledge of what might happen if we were to have rolled all the way back up the hill, and it sends chills down my spine to think about it.

    And yes, after we were done, not only did it look like there was coke all over our hood, but it also looked like there were plenty of hand prints trying to get rid of the evidence. So yes, there were plenty of hand prints. Though, there were none on the front center of the hood as they were all concentrated closer to the headlights.

    Next time I come back, I’d like to bring a small school bus and see if these apparitions can push that up the hill.

    FMD Signing off…

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