CURSED ISLAND IN MAINE | Cannibals & Ghosts of Boon Island | Paranormal Podcast (Ep 338)

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We're going to talk about Boone Island. This is a small island that has been killing people for centuries. The men stood above their now dead friend, cold, beaten by the elements, and their stomachs grumbled, and their minds swirled to unthinkable thoughts. And soon, a decision made out of survival overcame them all.

Q. Cannibalism. Yeah,

very spooky.

special announcement

Hey. Okay, quick interruption before we get into the story of this episode. We have really exciting news.

Mhm. We are having a one time two girls one ghost live show. I'm calling it Ghost Girls Guide to Paranormal

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Investigations.

Oh, I like that. We'll adopt that.

You like it? Okay. I I'm calling it I've been calling it that in my head. We have not talked to anyone about that.

We'll decide that right now.

Right now. You're the first to know. And you're the first to know that you can get tickets now. Get your tickets. Come see us on Wednesday, October 8th, 2025. Just because this will live in this episode forever. Um, Wednesday, October 8th, and it is at the Arts at the Armory in Somerville, Massachusetts.

Doors are at 7:30 p.m.

Do you want to tell everyone what we're talking about, Kin?

We did an investigation. Should we say where?

No. Okay. A couple years ago, we went to a place that seemed unassuming, seemed like maybe just a couple little polite haunts,

and that is not what happened there. There was something demonic and we captured some damning evidence.

Potentially a photo as well. We didn't know much about the house.

No. And so we're going to do the live show is going to be footage from our

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investigation, maybe a special guest appearance or two and a lot of history, a lot of hauntings and a lot of fun because we're fun over here at Two Girls One Ghost together.

You is coming to our show October 8th at Arts at the Armory. We'll see you there.

See you there. Okay, back to the episode.

Hey. Hi. I'm going to put on my disguise.

Great.

So that it looks different from the last episode we recorded.

We were going to record this next week and then we were like, let's just do it.

Also, for the sake of our editor, so she doesn't have to edit it in like a day.

Yeah. Hi.

Thank god I did the research.

Thank gosh.

This is two girls, one ghost.

Two girls, one ghost. We are your ghostesses. That is Karen.

Hello.

I am Sabrina. Hello. And where are we going today? Oh, we are going to a wee

Boon Island: ship eater

little island just six miles off the coast of Maine amongst the dark waters of the Atlantic Ocean. But this is

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barren. It is desolate and it is a place where few dare to tread. Okay, so what I was thinking is probably not what we should do. I was like, how cool would it be if we could just easily pop on over to what places we're talking about and record from them? But then you set it up like that and I'm like, "Okay, we're not going there."

No. There was the opportunity for an adventure, but we are stopping it here

because we're going to talk about Boon Island. This is a small island that has been killing people for centuries known for.

This is like not at all what I was expecting this episode to be at all.

Yeah. This is about killers and cannibals sort of.

Wait, this is the cannibal one?

This is the one I thought it was in three weeks. It's actually this one.

I'm so glad we're recording it now.

Straight into cannibalism. Okay, so Boon Island, known for its dark history and a possible curse, this

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island has blood soaked rocks, tortured souls, and cannibals. This is an island that brings people to the brink of total insanity, forces people to question their own morals, and has birthed many hauntings. This is the nightmare of Boon Island.

Thunder and lightning crack down upon us.

I actually first learned to Boon Island because when I do the like sailing riata race with my uncle out to the aisle of Scholes. You can see Boon Island in the distance

and you that's the closest you ever want to get to it.

Yeah. I was like, "Oh, what's that island?" And he goes, "That's Boon Island where they all ate each other." I was like, "Oh my god."

So creepy runs in your family.

Yes.

Love it. Also, that uncle is literally a descendant of one of the accused Salem witches.

I thought you were gonna say literally a descendant of a cannibal from Boon Island.

No,

that's a cooler descendant.

I hope not. Okay. 1682. A trading vessel loses control in the rough seas and collides with Boon Island.

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Sorry. Now, I'm just thinking about how many of my ancestors have cannibalized. And there's probably a good amount of them.

You think? I mean, think about how far back our lineage goes. One of them is bound to have eaten human for survival.

I don't know. But yeah, but you're not like super white. And I feel like a lot of the white people did it when they came to America.

Okay. So, how many of my ancestors were eaten?

One of those must be true.

Oh my god. It would be an interesting thing for um a genealogy project to figure out. Eaten alive. All right. So, a trading vessel in 1682 collides with Boone Island. The ship is completely destroyed and only four men survive. There are three white European men and one Native American man. The men survive the frigid sea air, the crashing waves. They're huddling together. They're collecting eggs from the gulls that are nesting there on the rocky shores. They're

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catching fish. They're doing whatever they can to stay alive. One month after this collision happens, as they begin to sort of like accept their fate, you know, the weather's changing, fall and winter is soon to come, and they will probably die with all the storms that come, then there's a small glimmer of hope, a chance of rescue, because the four men shield their eyes from the sun that's glistening brightly on the I wrote chippy water. On the choppy water as they go,

it's not chippy.

It's not.

There's no chipper here. They stare adamantly at the mainland and no, their eyes are not deceiving them. They see smoke near Mount Agammentikas. People were there

on Boon Island.

No, they were looking in the mainland.

They were on Boon Island. They see smoke. There's a fire up in the mountain on the mainland. And so they're like, "Oh my god, people are close. People are here."

Just like for my brain, how far is Boon Island off of the coast? Like

six miles. So you couldn't

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you can't swim?

You can't swim.

Well,

you could, but it would be very difficult to

like the water's like decently choppy there.

Okay.

And also, there are great white sharks.

It's so sad because it's like seeing the mainland knowing it's that close, but then not being able to reach it would be way more maddening than being like literally in the middle of nowhere without any mainland.

And I have no idea. I'm talking my butt right now. I have no idea how the currents are right there, but not too far away, a few miles away, there is a river that has like some of the worst currents like in the world. So, I would imagine it would be really difficult. Okay,

even for the best of swimmers. Okay, so they're like, "Oh my gosh, there's a chance like people are near the shore. People are building a fire on the mainland. We need a signal that we're out here." So, very quickly, the four men gather what they can on the island. They build a fire of their own. The smoke signal lets up into the air and they are spotted. They are about to be saved. It totally works. A group departs from the main land and goes and rescues

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the four men. But these men, by comparison, lived a much gentler life on Boon Island when compared to what happens to another group just a couple decades later. Famous poet Celia Therce described Boon Island as quote, "The forloneest place that can be imagined."

Oh, pleasant. Chippy.

Mhm. Chippy.

Chippy. Perhaps if she added words like depraved and perilous, the description might be a little closer to what these people experienced. December 11th, 1710,

the winter storm

winter. Aboard a merchant vessel named the Nottingham Galley. Captain John Dean guided his crew to New England from England. They were carrying a large cargo of butter and cheese. Yum.

Ooh.

You'd think they would have a nice to eat.

Yeah, that sounds so good. The sky and the sea were blending together. It was like a dreary December day, and the air is starting to get sharper. It's starting to get colder. And soon rain

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slashed down on the boat like needles falling from the sky. The wind screamed. The waves rose like mountains around the doomed vessel. For the Nottingham Galley had found itself in the middle of a noraster. And if you've ever been a part of a noraster, get inside or you're [ __ ] The wooden timbers of the ship were not enough to fight against mother nature. This is like a very intense winter storm and they're out in the middle of the ocean. Despite the captain and crews attempt to maintain control of their ship, it is now the dead of night and the ship struck Boone Island's jagged rocks. It splintered the hole. It threw the crew violently into the freezing ocean. But miraculously, all 14 members of the crew survived this crash. It's also wild there's only 14 crew members going from England to New England.

I know

that's a small

kind of a small ship too. It has to be if there's only 14 of them.

So they're scrambling desperately onto this tiny desolate island in the middle

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of a storm. They can probably barely sleep in the middle of the night. Like were half of them sleeping? Like it you're probably startled awake have to survive,

right? I'm like truly shocked that they were all able to even scramble on shore. Like the just imagine how rough the seas are, too. Like I Yeah, that in itself

terrifying

is a miracle.

But Boon Island offered these men no comfort, especially in the middle of winter, especially in the middle of a noraster. Just 700 ft long and 300 ft wide. This island is little more than just a barren rock. I was going to ask is are there any trees or any like type of foliage for shelter or is it just rock?

Yeah, this is just a rock.

Okay. It's not like you can build a fortress or like no

tie some leaves together to block the rain. Like you're just in

this is a rock and this is not like a high elevation rock. This is probably like ocean waves are probably slapping you even if you're standing in the middle when there's a storm.

Great. Chippy

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chippy. So the island's especially brutal and harsh with these winter elements. And these survivors have no food, no shelter, no warmth. The butter and the cheese has been taken by the sea.

Oh no.

Mhm. And for these guys, it's the middle of winter, so there's no sea birds laying eggs. There's no easy fishing around the island. They don't have the luxuries, quote unquote, that the people a couple decades before had when they were shipwrecked. Q cannibalism. Yep. So, their first night there is torture. They huddled together. where their bodies are trembling uncontrollably against the biting cold. And days passed, hope dwindled. The men constructed a makeshift shelter using some wreckage and debris from their boat to try to keep themselves alive. But they're also already soaking wet. And

it's just winter

in Maine.

Like even with a roof over your head in

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the 1700s, you're freaking cold.

Yeah. And you're on an island in the ocean. It is so much colder there. am shocked that they survived more than one day.

Jesel alive, they consumed seaweed. They gnawed on their leather shoes and they sucked frozen moisture from rocks. Hunger claw ated their insides and sanity began to fray. Tempers flared, arguments broke out, trust eroded into suspicion and paranoia, which we'll talk about some of the rumors in a minute.

cannibals

And the breaking point came when one of their own, the ship's carpenter, succumbed to starvation. The men stood above their now dead friend, cold, beaten by the elements, desperate, now a little bit mad, and their stomachs crumbled, and their minds swirled to unthinkable thoughts. And soon, a decision made out of survival overcame them all. Together they would dine on their first meaningful meal that became

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accessible to them. Their food.

Have you watched Yellow Jacket season 2 yet?

No, not yet.

Okay. It is

Well, now I know they ate one of them.

Well, it's implied in the very be in season one, like episode one, it's implied that there's some cannibalism, but the episode where it happens is pretty much like that.

Wow. And now I'm starting to think of like what would I do in this situation? I don't know. I think it depends on the situation. If okay, if we are who we are now and we end up on an island, Noah's here at home and like you were going to get back to him, you wouldn't think twice. You would have guilt later, but I think you'd be acting in survival.

Yeah.

I think you'd have I think you'd have hesitation if it were me.

Yeah. Yeah.

I hope you'd have hesitation

before we got to cannibalism. I think I would already be attempting to swim to shore.

Yeah, same.

I think I would drown in an attempt to escape. Well, then also it's winter. It's that cold. I don't

actually you can't I wouldn't even do that because I would No, I wouldn't.

I have heard hypothermia is a not so

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terrible way to go because your body like thinks you're actually like like hot and then like you kind of giggle. I don't know.

Oh my god. This is a horrible way to die.

As I just said, I heard it's not terrible.

It's all terrible.

Yeah. And it was terrible for this group, for their carpenter. just died and they're all around him and they all decide to eat him to try to survive.

So, they parted their friend's flesh from his bones.

I was in a I was in a deep place when I wrote this and now I feel like the way we're delivering it

his flesh from his bones.

Yeah, they had to prime.

You just presented that as if like the biblical verse of they part the Red Sea was parted.

Oh, I was thinking about like when you eat ribs. I don't eat meat, so I don't think I've ever heard anyone describe consuming meat with parting.

I think it's a thing.

I believe you. It just is disturbing.

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You're sick.

Unless it's like just the group of people I've eaten ribs with.

Part those ribs.

Part the meat from the bone.

Sorry, we're we're joking because this is so like sickening.

Reluctantly, they swallow pieces of their friend, sustaining their own bodies for just a little while longer. You're really like dragging out the like. You could

It was one sentence. We just keep interrupting it.

They ate his friend.

The friend.

Yeah. Okay.

They ate.

They ate.

14 men first crashed onto the shore of Boone Island, but weeks later, only 10 of them would be rescued from the rock.

That's pretty impressive, though.

It is. Two had died from injuries, one of them being the carpenter. Two drowned in an attempt to reach shore in a makeshift raft. 24 days after the shipwreck, a passing ship spotted smoke from Boone Island, finally rescuing the emaciated, haunted men.

Jeez.

But the ordeal was not over. For the horrific truth of their survival spread

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quickly, and the sailors found themselves shunned, isolated, forever tainted by their gruesome deeds, cannibals of Boone Island. Rumors began to circulate. And not just about their cannibalism, there was also rumors about what happened and why. So, one of the stories, one of the pieces of gossip that emerged was that there was a conflict between the captain and his first mate whose name was Christopher Langman. Langman claimed that Captain Dean was going to actually he like overheard a plot basically by the captain to turn the ship over to some French privateeers and wreck the ship for insurance money. And so interesting. Layman after learning of this plan alerted the rest of the crew and they all gather and they're forcing Dean now to actually change direction of the ship and navigate down to Boston. And based on that move, they weren't aware of Boone Island existing. And that's why they crashed in the middle of the night in the middle of the nor easter into

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this island because they were changing course and not aware of the terrain. So that was one of the rumors.

Okay. Who knows the truth, the exaggeration, just gossip born from a crazy story that's already spreading like wildfire. We have no idea.

But the also keep in mind like now post everything that's happened,

there's probably so much survivor guilt. There's so much

like there's trauma. There's so much trauma that's come from this that like

they're all significantly drastically changed people.

Yeah. that who knows what type of toll that takes on each of them that they need to share like or tell a narrative.

Who knows?

And even what they hallucinated too, right? Like maybe they truly believe some of the stuff happened. You know, there's a lot of evidence about going mad anyway when consuming human meat. So even though it might like sustain your body, your mind is severely damaged.

Well, I imagine like 14 men on an island trying to survive like the amount of arguments had like

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because people had different ideas or wanted to try different things and just like how do you it's one thing to be on a ship and you have your rankings. It's another to be in life or death. What do you do? How do people act?

Right? So these men suffered greatly on Boon Island and also suffered greatly just with the weight of their own actions and their attempts to survive. And Boone Island too bore the weight of their tragedy, for its shores were forever marked by that desperate winter.

the lighthouse keeper

Years passed, but Boon Island could not escape its bloody legacy. In 1811, a stone lighthouse was built 32 ft above the water. Then 20 years later, it was redone to stand 49 ft, but it was still not enough to withstand the harsh conditions that kept getting damaged. And so then another 20 years later, the lighthouse was rebuilt once more. And the three men who built the tower supposedly succumbed to the island's curse and drowned on their voyage back to the mainland. Geez. But now the lighthouse was complete and hopefully

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the deaths would stop. Right. So the Boone Island Lighthouse is 133 ft of massive granite blocks built to withstand the storms. It is the tallest lighthouse in New England. It takes up basically the whole island. And every lighthouse needs a keeper. and honorable mention to the site New England lighthouse stories because this site had most of the information regarding this lighthouse keeper that we're about to talk about. In the mid 1800s, Lucas Bright, who was recently appointed as the first assistant keeper, arrived to Boone Island with his young bride, Catherine. Oh, I mean, he brought his wife.

Mhm.

That's good and bad.

It is. So, while the job would be really hard, it would be really treacherous, the conditions weren't exactly great, they were like, "Maybe we can make it romantic." Right? Like the two of us out on the island dinner.

Just Yeah.

Just the two of us.

Just the two of us.

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But reality quickly unraveled into a very harsh existence marked by loneliness and relentless storms. Only 4 months into their stay, a ferocious December nor easter, not unlike the one that resulted in the crash and cannibalism, battered the tiny island of Boon Island. Gale force winds, monstrous waves. The entire island is pummeled with wave after wave. But Lucas, the lighthouse keeper, he has a job to do, right? He had not been feeling well leading up to this storm, but he was like, I have to put this sickness like I might not be feeling well, but that doesn't matter. I have a job. I'm the only one who can do it. I have to keep my responsibilities as a lighthouse keeper to go keep the flame alive.

Yeah.

Uh at the top and you know save the ships

right

at sea. So knowing that this lighthouse was a lifeline to the mariners trapped at sea during the storm, Lucas tied a sturdy rope secured around his waist to

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keep him safe while he went out of the lighthouse keeper house and to the actual structure of the lighthouse. He assured his wife Catherine that he would be all right. And then he stepped out into the howling darkness.

Cuz if you look at the photos, it's not that far from the actual lighthouse, like the lighthouse keeper house. It's like next door.

Yeah. But it's still a distance where in like that storm,

right?

It would be scary,

right? Like think about like if you have a long driveway and you have to get to something at the end of your driveway, but you're in a hurricane.

Exactly. On an island.

On an island. So, Catherine watches out the window the whole time. She's waiting for her husband to get to the safety of the lighthouse. The rope is tied inside and she's watching. The wind bites mercilessly at his face. the icy sprays soaking through his clothes, but he's so close to the tower. And Catherine's watching. And just as Lucas struggles to unsecure the bolt on the lighthouse

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door, a rogue wave surges violently over the rocks, wrenching him from his feet. It just plucked him out of the air and plunges him into the freezing abyss. But he has the rope tied to him, right? So his body's not gone, but he has just been killed. Oh my god. So, Catherine watches in helpless horror from her window as her beloved husband vanishes beneath the crashing surf. A surge of strength overtakes her and she manages to grab the rope with her trembling hands and she pulls her husband all the way in from the icy ocean that is constantly pulling him back. Lucas was dead, but Catherine dragged him across the ice glazed rocks into the base of the lighthouse tower. So, she actually

she goes all the way across,

got him, dragged him all the way to the lighthouse where he was supposed to be and then lays him gently at the foot of the stairs. Grief is consuming her and

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she sits beside her husband's frozen corpse.

She's also probably soaking wet now, too.

Absolutely. She's holding his icy hands. She's whispering words of sorrow and comfort into the emptiness. Yet even amidst her grief, she knows that others depend on the beacon of the lighthouse. And so for five agonizing days and sleepless nights as the storm persisted, continued to pummel Boon Island, Catherine tended to the towering lighthouse alone

with her deceased husband at the foot of the stairs. So every time she goes up,

Yep. Every time she goes down,

she would climb the bitterly cold 168 steps to keep the light burning at the top. Her only solace was the presence of her husband's body below, which she continued to tenderly embrace each night. On the sixth night, Catherine could no longer summon the strength to keep the flame of light. And as the beacon flickered out, the town's people of York Mine noticed and braved a little

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bit calmer seas at dawn, rushing to investigate to see if the lighthouse keeper and his wife were okay. I was going to ask like how do you at that point like how do you call for help? Because I feel like when we've talked about lighouses in the past, it's like at month four they send someone to bring supplies, but like otherwise you have no communication,

right,

or contact with the other world. So, like, thank goodness

there's a woman on TikTok who is a um like fire watcher or something like where she's up in a fire tower for many many months completely alone watching for fires and then we'll like radio in

every so often like she's got like certain shifts or whatever.

Yeah.

But it is one of the like watching her Tik Toks and seeing just how alone and isolated you are and her telling some horror stories that she had of like some friends who encountered some like creepy people in the middle of the woods and stuff. I was like, "Oh my god." Started doing some extra research and it is really scary that like certain people in these c certain professions where

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they're really isolated, alone, only checked in on every once in a while do go missing, do end up murdered and people don't realize for a long time,

right? Cuz how how would you especially if they're in a remote area and you don't you can't

Yeah. Like if you're a radio is the only form of communication, but you only use the radio if there's an emergency, but the emergency has already happened. So you're dead and you can't use the radio.

You can't do anything. So the people of York Maine, they go out to Boone Island, and that is where they found Catherine, who was now basically motionless. She was near lifeless herself, completely frozen, clasping her husband's stiffened hand, driven mad by grief and isolation. Rescuers carried Catherine and Lucas's bodies to the mainland, but the damage was irreversible, and Catherine succumbed shortly thereafter, her spirit broken from the unimaginable and overwhelming loss of her husband and what she had just been through.

So, she died of heartbreak,

basically, and probably the elements.

Yeah. Yeah. Jeez.

hauntings and the lady in white

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In the years following, whispers of a ghostly apparition began to circulate among the lighthouse keepers and fishermen. Mariners claimed to catch glimpses of a mournful young woman cloaked in a spectral white gown. So, a lady in white wandering silently over the windswept rocks at twilight. We can presume that this is Catherine.

Mhm.

Others spoke of hearing eerie moans, piercing cries, just sounds cutting through the darkness.

Her residual sadness and like mourning of her husband,

her screams, which were probably the the storm was so loud. I'm sure she was screaming and crying so loud, but it was like she could probably barely hear herself.

I have chills. That's so sad.

Over the years, keepers would continue to report unsettling encounters. One person heard some phantom knocks on the lighthouse door and opened it only to find this like ethereal silhouette of a woman standing there or like drifting towards the tower. Pets who are brought to the island have refused to enter the

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tower. They seem really anxious, seem to be spotting unseen figures. And then the Coast Guard keeper, Bob Roberts, who worked there in the 70s, he was interviewed about like some of his experiences. And they said that Roberts and a fellow crewman, Bob Edwards, were off fishing around the island and they drifted a little too far from the island to make it back in time to turn the light on before dark. So, there was not another person on this island. It's not like you can easily get to this island and there's no reason to go to this island

and you had to manually put it on. Mhm.

Yeah.

But somehow this light was glowing brightly by the time the keepers returned.

Catherine.

Mhm. On other occasions, Bob Roberts and others heard the door mysteriously opening and closing, and when they would go to turn the fog signal on, they would feel as if someone was watching them.

Damn.

Dave Wells, who was also a former Coast Guard keeper, once described how the station's Labrador retriever chased something from one end of the island to the other and back. and he later confessed, quote, "We figured the island

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must be haunted, but nothing bothered us."

Kind of nice to have more people or given how many people have died there and like the cannibalism and everything. It does seem like Catherine's spirit is perhaps the most prominent.

Mhm.

And she has such like a beautiful essence.

Yeah.

Like there's not it doesn't seem dark,

right? It does make me so sad of her that what she experienced because it was only four months out of her life, but it was

so treacherous and so traumatizing and obviously like took her life that she still her spirit still remains on this completely isolated barren.

Husband is there too.

I hope so. No one has said that they've seen him. But

maybe he's just a quiet guy.

Maybe he is. Maybe he stays inside.

Yeah. So to this day, locals and mariners alike firmly believe that the spirit of Katherine Brightite remains on Boone Island Lighthouse, eternally grieving, guarding the rocky shores, forever vigilant and forever sorrowful.

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Very, very sad. So sad.

the final keepers

In the decades spanning the late 20th and early 21st centuries, ownership of Boone Island Lighthouse has shifted hands almost as frequently as its keepers once did. In 1978, another ferocious storm pummeled Boon Island and hurled like literally took out of the ocean, hurled massive boulders across the island and nearly claimed the lives of the two final keepers that would stay there. They narrowly escaped as powerful waves battered the island. It severely damaged fuel tanks, the helicopter landing pad, the generator building, the boat house, the boat launch. And this is a storm that basically sealed the fate of Boon Island in the lighthouse. And it prompted authorities to automate the station.

I was going to say,

so now there's no need for a physical person.

Definitely need a lighthouse there always, clearly. But yeah, there should be no reason for humans.

No humans should be there. Years later, in 2012, under the National Historic Lighthouse Preservation Act of 2000, the

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lighthouse was offered to quote eligible federal, state, and local agencies, nonprofit corporations, educational agencies, and community development organizations who might want to preserve its historical significance or have the funds to do so. Yet, no bids came forward.

None?

Nope.

Is it still available?

No. There was a online auction that I think was just open to anyone and a real estate developer bought it for $78,000 apparently.

Rats. We could have bought it.

I know. We actually could have bought that

like right now.

Bank of America, give us a loan.

Clear our bank account. Take all of our money. it all. The lighthouse, now abandoned yet still operating, I think, continues on its automated rhythm. It sends out periodic flashes into the vast darkness, continues to warn people of its existence, prevent any shipwrecks, hopefully. Uh, and also guide people to

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shore when lost at sea.

Wow.

I wrote, "The ocean can't save you, and this island won't either."

Currently,

if anything, this island will kill you. it will kill you. Currently, there are no tours or guided visits available at Boone Island Lighthouse, and the only feasible way to reach it is by air or by sea. But perhaps the wisest choice is to appreciate its haunting beauty from a very safe distance of the mainland shore or just by listening to our podcast.

Yeah, you don't have to go

at all. Damn, that is really sad. And it's very reminiscent of The Lighthouse, the movie,

which mind [ __ ] I still haven't watched it. I need to.

I watched it with Nick way back when and we got in such a big fight afterwards.

Oh, really?

And we both were like, "Wait, we need to take a minute."

Over the movie. Did you get like different messages from it?

No. It was literally like the movie left us so uneasy that like we both were on

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edge and just like got in a fight unrelated to the movie and we both were like, "This is for sure because of how the movie left us feeling."

My god. But yeah, we were both like we're not even like fighting about anything real and we had to take time to decompress because it's such a I mean,

aren't there no words spoken? It's just like a silent or are there just a few?

There are and it's very hard to understand what they're saying.

Yeah.

Okay. This is also to give some perspective as to where Boon Island is. I know I mentioned like the Isisle of Sholes at the beginning and being able to see it from the aisle of Scholes, but you covered the aisle of Scholes years ago on an episode and that cluster of islands that spans across the border of like Maine and New Hampshire is very haunted and there are really weird vibes out there.

Well, there's so I've also never been up there. I mean, I say that, but maybe I have and my mom will show me a photo and I'll be like, "Oh,

you stayed on Star Island." But like there's so many. It's like so many

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islands that No duh.

They're very tiny though.

No duh. There's been so many shipwrecks though because if you're coming that area, especially like back when, you know, colonizers were coming to the Americas,

you don't know what you're going to

no

see and you just crash.

And the elevation of those islands, like they're not raised very high out of

out of the ground. So, like if you're in a very wavy situation where it's like really rough seas or a storm or something, I think a lot of the waves are going to be basically taller than many of those islands. So, yeah, it's kind of too late once you spot them.

Yikes.

Anyway, that is Boon Island.

That was the cannibals.

Very sad, but also very interesting.

And the haunting is positive. It's like the only positive thing out of the whole story

is that there's someone

guarding the lighthouse and trying to keep people safe at sea.

I do wonder what Catherine is up to now. And I hope she's not alone because it did seem like she enjoyed the company of

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other lighthouse keepers and their pets.

Yeah.

So, I do hope her husband is there with her or that they've both moved on.

I hope that she can also pop over to Star Island because there's also a lady in white over there and there's just more spirits and I feel like

lady and white gathering,

right? like they can all hang out together. There's an art building on I think Star Island. Wow.

Or Apple door. One of those.

So, I had this idea which I did not follow through with it all, but I really because the summer was busy and I ended up going to LA for two weeks, but I really really wanted to and want to do like a New England lighthouse tour and like

stop at all the different cuz there's so many lighouses. And we stopped at Noble Lighthouse on our way between which is in Aunquit

which is a perfect segue into my story.

Here we go.

Actually, do you know which state has the most lighouses?

Well, now it feels like it should be Maine because there's like a million clusters of tiny little islands.

But it's not.

Is it Washington?

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It's Wisconsin.

Oh.

Cuz it has like all the lakes.

Giant lakes.

Yeah. Isn't that wild?

That is wild. But also th those lakes are really dangerous. Yeah,

it's basically an ocean,

but I remember looking it up and being like, "Huh, not what I expect." Oh, wait. It's not Wait, hold on.

It's Michigan. Okay, same

right there.

124 lighouses.

Wow.

Yeah.

I'm actually shocked it's not made.

I think it's cuz Michigan is kind of like a peninsula.

There's so much land. It's like you have to know that you're going to potentially hit something.

Such a glove.

Yeah.

Anyway,

it's an oven mitt.

It is an oven mitt. Okay. Since your

listener story

story was so u I didn't know that it was going to be so cannibalistic and scary and sad. Um I actually have a very uplifting amazing story.

Oh, great.

This is from our listener Madison and it is I'm not going to tell you what it's called. Hello. First I want to say I love your podcast and I've been listening for almost two years now. This was sent back in 2020. You guys are

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awesome and make my work commute so much better. Side note, I'm from Massachusetts. What up Karen? and my boyfriend.

And now Sabrina

and my boyfriend is from Jersey.

Oh,

what up, Sabrina?

So, you guys help me through all of these long drives. My story isn't really scary, but it is the craziest thing that's ever happened to me, so I wanted to share with you guys. When I was 7 years old, I went on a beach trip with some family members to a Gunwit beach in Maine. My parents weren't there, but I went with my aunt Sharon and my cousin Drew along with other family members that I can't specifically remember. Either way, at one point during the day, my aunt and I decided to go swimming. So, I'm just going to give some context and landscape of the beach. There's a river that runs almost parallel to the ocean. The land in between the ocean and the river is relatively small, which allows for two beach areas, one by the ocean, one by the river. That being said, you can swim in either areas, but if you're by the river, you can't really see the beach, and if you're by the

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beach, you can't really see the river.

Mhm.

Which is important. My aunt and I decide to swim on the riverside. However, the rest of my family was sitting on the ocean side of the beach, so they couldn't see us swimming. My aunt and I are swimming for a while, having a great time, and we decide to get out of the water. But no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't swim to shore. In other words, we had drifted into the mouth of the river and got caught in a nasty riptide. Now, I want to note that despite being seven, I was a strong swimmer for my age and I could handle swimming for long periods of time. My aunt was also a strong swimmer, but we realized we were seriously stuck and we needed help. My aunt looked at me calmly and explained, "We need to start yelling for help." So, we start doing that. I honestly don't know how long we were out there, but it felt like hours.

That's so scary.

We kept screaming, but nobody could hear us. Remember, my family was on the other side of the beach, so they had no idea that we were stuck in the water. Eventually, the riptide starts pulling us under.

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Thankfully, my aunt was so good at keeping me calm that I wasn't scared. I was just tired. This part starts to get a little foggy, but I do remember I was swallowing a ton of water to the point where my aunt had to hoist me up and out of the water and over her head, essentially drowning herself in order to keep me above the water. Oh my god. And this is where it gets crazy and it gets also very vivid. I swear on my life and everything in it that this happened. Out of nowhere, we hear someone yell to us on shore. I remember looking on the beach and seeing a young woman and a little girl standing on the edge of the water. My vision started getting tunnneled where everything around these two people started getting blurred. All I could see, hear, and focus on were these two people, a young woman and a little girl. Not to mention, this woman and the little girl were beautiful, stunning, glowing. The woman was wearing a black one-piece bathing suit. She was tall, thin, and tan with long flowing blonde hair. This little girl was also tan and blonde, wearing pigtails in her

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hair. It sounds crazy, but they literally had a glow to them, almost like they were above human beings. Their looks are interesting to note because my aunt was also blonde, tall, thin, and tan, extremely beautiful, especially when she was young and in her 20s. I was also tan and blonde, wearing my hair and pigtails at the time. Oh my god.

It was like these two people were angelic versions of my aunt and I

which m makes me so I know obviously like she they survive

like we're getting the email but

that makes me so scared. It's like the version of like another version of their soul as they're ready to like collect them from living that life.

When we saw them the woman was holding a tube that was connected to a rope that was about 10 ft long if that. She yelled out to us to grab the tube. Threw it to us perfectly. It landed directly in front of us. We grabbed onto the tube and they pulled us onto shore. My aunt and I obviously had to gather our bearings for a second since we literally almost drowned. But as we turned to

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thank the woman and the girl for saving us, they were gone. Literally nowhere to be found.

Chills.

We were absolutely

Which is so like you wouldn't do that. If you saved someone, you'd be like, "Are you okay? Are you okay? Who could I bring to you to?" Like

you don't just disappear. No, we were absolutely stunned because there was no way these two could have vanished in such a short amount of time. I mean, yeah, my aunt and I took a minute to catch our breath, but it couldn't have been longer than 30 seconds. There was also no way this woman and child, who were only in their bathing suits, went back to their spot on the beach, packed up their stuff, walked to the parking lot, and left within a matter of 30 seconds. My aunt insisted that we try to find them and thank them. So, we walked up and down the beach looking for them. We asked multiple people if they saw them, but no one knew who we were talking about, and we never found them. Thinking back on this, there are so many details that logically don't make sense. First of all, we were yelling for help for so long, nobody heard us. How were we able to so clearly hear and spot these two people? And how did they spot us? Also, if the rope that was connected to the tube was only 10 ft long, how was

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it able to reach us so perfectly and easily? It also makes no sense to me now that no one on the beach knew, recognized, or saw this woman or girl, especially because they were so strikingly beautiful. That being said, I believe that this woman and little girl were angels who saved my aunt and I that day. I don't know if they were maybe our guardian angels, but it is really interesting that it resembled me and my aunt, except for they were way more beautiful because they were like angels.

Mhm.

And the circumstances around how they saved us was pretty unrealistic. Like, who throws a tube perfectly to land in front of people at the beach where there's winds and waves? Either way, I'm obviously so grateful that for this experience because who knows what would have happened had they not saved us? Thank you for being so spooky. Keep up the good work, Madison. Oh my god. Also, was the tube there when they were saved?

Yeah, that's what I was just curious about. But maybe because she said that the rope is only 10 ft long, so they probably saw it, which is also weird. like it perfectly extends and that the people on shore have like a fingertip worth of rope to grab and pull.

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And also the woman and the child pulled them in like

they just left their tube behind and they just happen to have a rope and a tube like 100% this is

this is them in like another life or in the version of this reality where they did die.

Mhm.

And they came to save them.

Just what color bathing suit was your aunt wearing? Was she wearing a black bathing suit? I'm curious.

Oh, like if she matched perfectly matched

cuz I know she said it looked like a younger version of her aunt.

Mhm.

But like even the little girl was wearing pigtails.

Yeah. I feel like this is hitting me in a different way just because it is so close and I've been

Yeah.

there that I'm like, "Holy [ __ ]

Wow. What a beautiful way to survive that."

And also like I imagine them getting to shore catching their breath. Like wouldn't people around there be like, "Oh my god, are you okay?"

Yeah.

Cuz if you see two people like coughing and like catching their breath like

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they're probably not standing. They're like

right. She said she was like a lot of

Yeah. And there's just like so many aspects of this where it's like I guarantee someone witnessed this and what did they see?

I know. I'm tempted to go I'll Google it privately later because I don't want to depress everyone, but I do want to see if there have been some deaths in the river.

Oh. Oh. cuz yeah, maybe there are people similar.

Yeah.

Either way,

especially if they're glowing so much, it's like, you know, just like figure could be

cuz there's also like in a to try to like rationalize, are these real people like in the moment of oh my gosh, someone finally sees us? I understand. And you're also like swallowing water and drowning. I understand like the tunnel vision thing of them being this like glowy highlight. Everything else is blurred.

Yeah.

Because it feels like a saving grace. Yeah,

but I fully believe

right

they were angels or ghosts or something some some divine intervention.

Well, cuz you wouldn't fully like I feel like if I watched people catching their breath like maybe I'd give them privacy

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for a few moments to like catch their breath, but then you check on them,

right?

There's too much that doesn't add up.

Yeah, that is beautiful. And I'm so glad you guys are okay.

Yeah. And I'm glad that you read that story after Bahuna Island.

Yay.

Well, Yeah. Yeah.

If you've been to Boone Island, if you've visited any of the islands in that area that have a weird spooky vibe, please email us. If you've been saved by ghosts, please email us. We do like those stories.

We do. We love those.

Yeah. There was one that we read a couple years ago where like this what like I can't remember the specifics but this woman was on like a camping trip and it was like the universe like kept telling her to do things and she was like on a boat and she was going to turn around and then like something told her to actually go right and she ended up finding people who would have otherwise died

cuz they had been stranded.

It's like incredible people's part too. Like not even just being saved by a ghost, but like sometimes when like your

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own intu or you think it's your own intuition or like something

Yeah.

puts you in the spot that you need to be to help others or makes you say something or give a message to someone who needs it.

It's the best part about the paranormal.

It is.

We don't understand it, but we're so glad to be talking about it

and a part of it and them coming and being part of our lives.

Thanks, Ghost.

Thanks, Ghost. You gave us a job. Shout out to Jamie Ryan who edits and produces our podcast. Thank you Jamie.

And thank you to all of you. We love you

and we will see you on the other side.

Very spooky.