Crafers Hotel 1840’s |
ustralia was to be done on March 16th 1840, in front of the States first Police Barracks, publicly.
Crafers Hotel 1840’s |
Crafers Hotel 1840’s |
A ghost of a man, with a long red beard, and flowing red locks is seen riding on a white horse around the area of Devlin’s Pound not far from the Overland Corner hotel.
It is thought the spirit is that of either one of two men, Patrick or Jim Devlin.
So why is the spirit of this man haunting the area?
In 1846, cattle was herded from New South Wales to Adelaide, and part of the stock droving route took in a crossing at the Murray River near Renmark. An area not far from the pound was found to be a good pace to herd the cattle, where they wouldnt wander off or need to be watched the entire night.
Due to the constant traffic of Stock drovers, a crafty young man by the name of Patrick Devlin, erected wine shanty, a small building where stock men could come and grab a few drinks and refresh themselves on the road, have some food and have a sleep. Of course the Wine shanty was illegal, attracted many unsavoury types, including prostitutes and bushrangers
It is said Mr Devlin got tired of eating fish daily and began to hunger for some prime beef, he produced a cunning plan, and began to help himself to some of the stock at the flat, herding it up into the safety of the cliffs at the pound, that would eventually be named after him.
Devlin got away with his rustling for a long time, he had began small, but got ever more confident and ever less cautious, his greed soon took him to rustling his neighbours cattle, and that proved to be his mistake.
Patrick Devlin, owner of the Wine Shanty suddenly disappeared without a trace, for a while the locals thought he’d packed up his swag and set of around the country with all the money he’d made selling illegal grog.
Chronicle (Adelaide) Thursday 17 December 1942, page 24 |
A few years passed and a shallow grave was found, in it was the skeleton of a man with a bullet hole in his skull, and a matted red beard across his face – its finder knew straight away they had found the body of Patrick Devlin. Legends began to spring up straight away about his death, some suggest he was killed for the treasure of a few sovereigns hidden under the wine shanty floor, others say he was killed by a local stock drover who caught him red-handed, then there were rumours it was the local constable, that he had confronted Devlin, and a gun fight had erupted – whatever the cause, Devlin was dead.
Not long after his body was found, Devlin was seen again, on a dark stormy night in a flash of lightening, a man on white horse was seen on the ridge of the pound, his long red hair and red beard flowing in the strong wind.
He was seen many nights when the weather was bad, and all who saw him knew it was Patrick Devlin, returned from the dead, seeking vengeance for his death from whomever’s gun had dealt the fatal blow.
To this day there is supposed to be a buried saddle bag somewhere in the pound that was put there by a Bushranger who never returned to claim it
It has been alleged the ghost of a man, with a long red beard, and flowing red locks is seen riding on a white horse around the area of Devlin’s Pound not far from the Overland Corner Hotel. It is thought the spirit is that of either one of two men, Patrick or Jim Devlin.
So why is the spirit of this man haunting the area?
In 1846, cattle were sent via routes from New South Wales to Adelaide. To get across the Murray River, the route crossed near Renmark. An area not far from the pound was found to be a good place to herd the cattle, where they wouldn’t wander off or need to be watched the entire night.
Due to the constant traffic of stock drovers, a crafty young man by the name of Patrick Devlin erected a wine shanty. A small building where stockmen could come and grab a few drinks and refresh themselves on the road or eat some food and safely get some sleep. The wine shanty was illegal and attracted many unsavoury types, including prostitutes and bushrangers.
It is said Devlin got tired of eating fish daily and began to hunger for some prime beef. He produced a cunning plan and began to help himself to some of the stock at the flat, herding it up into the safety of the cliffs at the pound, that would eventually be named after him.
Devlin got away with his cattle rustling for a long time, he had begun small but got ever more confident and ever less cautious. His greed soon took him to rustle his neighbour’s cattle, and that proved to be his mistake.
Patrick Devlin, owner of the Wine Shanty suddenly disappeared without a trace. For a while, the locals thought he’d packed up his swag and set off around the country with all the money he’d made selling illegal grog.
A few years passed and a shallow grave was found. In it was the skeleton of a man with a bullet hole in his skull, and a matted red beard across his face. The person who found the grave knew straight away they had found the body of Patrick Devlin. Legends began to spring up straight away about his death, some suggested he was killed for the treasure of a few sovereigns hidden under the wine shanty floor, others say he was killed by a local stock drover who caught him red-handed. Then there were rumours it was the local constable, that he had confronted Devlin, and a gunfight had erupted – whatever the cause, Devlin was dead.
Not long after his body was found, Devlin was seen again, on a dark stormy night as a flash of lightning lit the cliffs. A man on a white horse was seen on the ridge of the Pound, his long red hair and red beard flowing in the strong wind.
He was seen many nights when the weather was bad, and all who saw him knew it was Patrick Devlin, returned from the dead; seeking vengeance for his death from whomever’s gun had dealt the fatal blow.
To this day there is supposed to be a buried saddle bag somewhere in the Pound that was put there by a Bushranger who never returned to claim it!
© 2013 Allen Tiller
A ghost of a man, with a long red beard, and flowing red locks is seen riding on a white horse around the area of Devlin’s Pound not far from the Overland Corner hotel.
It is thought the spirit is that of either one of two men, Patrick or Jim Devlin.
So why is the spirit of this man haunting the area?
In 1846, cattle were herded from New South Wales to Adelaide, and part of the stock droving route took in a crossing at the Murray River near Renmark. An area not far from the pound was found to be a good place to herd the cattle, where they wouldn’t wander off or need to be watched the entire night.
Due to the constant traffic of Stock drovers, a crafty young man by the name of Patrick Devlin, erected a wine shanty, a small building where stockmen could come and grab a few drinks and refresh themselves on the road, have some food and have a sleep. Of course, the Wine shanty was illegal, attracted many unsavoury types, including prostitutes and bushrangers
It is said Mr Devlin got tired of eating fish daily and began to hunger for some prime beef, he produced a cunning plan, and began to help himself to some of the stock at the flat, herding it up into the safety of the cliffs at the pound, that would eventually be named after him.
Devlin got away with his rustling for a long time, he had begun small but got ever more confident and ever less cautious, his greed soon took him to rustle his neighbour’s cattle, and that proved to be his mistake.
Patrick Devlin, owner of the Wine Shanty suddenly disappeared without a trace, for a while the locals thought he’d packed up his swag and set off around the country with all the money he’d made selling illegal grog.
Chronicle (Adelaide) Thursday 17 December 1942, page 24 |
A few years passed and a shallow grave was found, in it was the skeleton of a man with a bullet hole in his skull, and a matted red beard across his face – its finder knew straight away they had found the body of Patrick Devlin. Legends began to spring up straight away about his death, some suggest he was killed for the treasure of a few sovereigns hidden under the wine shanty floor, others say he was killed by a local stock drover who caught him red-handed, then there were rumours it was the local constable, that he had confronted Devlin, and a gunfight had erupted – whatever the cause, Devlin was dead.
Not long after his body was found, Devlin was seen again, on a dark stormy night in a flash of lightning, a man on a white horse was seen on the ridge of the pound, his long red hair and red beard flowing in the strong wind.
He was seen many nights when the weather was bad, and all who saw him knew it was Patrick Devlin, returned from the dead, seeking vengeance for his death from whomever’s gun had dealt the fatal blow.
To this day there is supposed to be a buried saddle bag somewhere in the pound that was put there by a Bushranger who never returned to claim it
By 1931, the facility was provided with a teacher from the education board and had become a convalescent home for children suffering from TB, polio, rheumatic fever and other ailments.
In 1978 the Government bought Estcourt House and it became part of Strathmont Centre, then in 1981 the house was upgraded and children were moved from North Adelaide, Estcourt House became known as Ru Rua Nursing Home until its closure in 1989.
South Australian Register Tuesday 9 June 1896, page 7 |
By 1931, the facility was provided with a teacher from the education board and had become a convalescent home for children suffering from TB, polio, rheumatic fever and other ailments.
In 1978 the Government bought Estcourt House and it became part of Strathmont Centre, then in 1981 the house was upgraded and children were moved from North Adelaide, Estcourt House became known as Ru Rua Nursing Home until its closure in 1989.
South Australian Register Tuesday 9 June 1896, page 7 |
The Bridgewater Inn, a beautiful location in the Adelaide Hills was once the home of a clientele that would be deemed “rough” by today’s standard. In it’s early days the area was known for cattle rustlers, ex-convicts hiding their past and extortionists.
The pub as it stands now was built 1859 by Mr Addison, who moved the pub there from its original location at Cox creek, just up the road.
In 1859, Mr John Dunn built the Bridgewater Mill next door to the Inn and laid out the township that was to surround the mill.
It is said the Inn sits on one of the subsidiary Lay lines that runs through the Flinders Ranges, could this play a part in it’s paranormal activity? It is said that a very irate man haunts the kitchen, causing chaos for staff and also a young lady who seems very distraught and upset about something, possibly the two ghosts are playing out a scene that happened in their lifetimes with each other.
There have also been numerous sightings of ghosts in the restaurant, which was once the Inn cellar, it is not known who the ghosts that haunt the Inn are, but they are sighted often!
As an interesting side note, my friends over at the Adelaide Hills – X group have been meeting monthly at the Bridgewater Inn for about 3 years now, you can find them online at – http://www.meetup.com/paranormal-521/or the 3rd Wednesday of every month, in the evening at the Inn.
The Bridgewater Inn, a beautiful location in the Adelaide Hills was once the home of a clientele that would be deemed “rough” by today’s standard. In it’s early days the area was known for cattle rustlers, ex-convicts hiding their past and extortionists.
The pub as it stands now was built 1859 by Mr Addison, who moved the pub there from its original location at Cox Creek, just up the road.
In 1859, Mr John Dunn built the Bridgewater Mill next door to the Inn and laid out the township that was to surround the mill.
It is said the Inn sits on one of the subsidiary Lay lines that run through the Flinders Ranges, could this play a part in its paranormal activity?
It is said that a very irate man haunts the kitchen, causing chaos for staff and also a young lady who seems very distraught and upset about something, possibly the two ghosts are playing out a scene that happened in their lifetimes with each other.
There have also been numerous sightings of ghosts in the restaurant, which was once the Inn cellar, it is not known who the ghosts that haunt the Inn are, but they are sighted often!
As an interesting side note, my friends over at the Adelaide Hills – X group have been meeting monthly at the Bridgewater Inn for about 3 years now, you can find them online at – http://www.meetup.com/paranormal-521/ or the 3rd Wednesday of every month, in the evening at the Inn.