Haunted Locations: Kapunda Cemetery
The Kapunda cemetery has a strong history as being fairly haunted and it didn't disappoint us in the slightest. The cemetery lies in the shadows of the ruins of the Kapunda Reformatory. The Reformatory was built in the 1800s and was used to house children who broke the law, no matter how minor the law might have been. It was also used to house orphans, the intellectually disabled and other otherwise difficult members of society, generally people considered to be insane or just misfits. Instead of ADD people back then had the Reformatory.
The Reformatory was the site of an investigation which still makes the locals shitty if mentioned. It was hailed as being a very haunted place indeed and instead of celebrating this notoriety the locals instead pulled the Reformatory down.
So who is the ghost? No-one really knows but the word VERA was seen scratched into the walls of the Reformatory more than once and it has appeared in the dirt of the cemetery. A figure of a girl with a lamp has been seen prowling the cemetery and the same figure has been seen walking from the Reformatory to the cemetery.
A girl named Vera was confirmed as being an inmate of the Reformatory. Sadly, like so many others of the time, she died inside the walls. We didn't find her grave but more than one person has stated that she often rises from it.
So, what happened to us? read on, McDuff...
The main entrance to the cemetery. In the background you can see a palm type tree - that's the site of the Reformatory.
This is the site of the Reformatory. All that's left now is a few bricks. The Reformatory lay between the trees - you can see the faint outline of the foundations.
As we moved about the cemetery we started to get the sensation that we were being watched. Nothing new there, we get that sensation often in these places. However the cemetery is about 10 kilometers from the town itself and not a house in sight.
About this time Lyndal had stopped taking photos and had given me the camera. As we stood we could both hear the clear sound of someone walking behind us. We turned, no-one there. I wandered over to where it was, nothing. We went back and again heard people walking - now, the important thing is that there was no wind and no-one anywhere near us. The sound was clearly footsteps so I pointed the camera behind us and began to snap. As soon as we looked or I took a photo the sound stopped.
This is one place where we heard footsteps. We could hear them as I took the photo.
Same here. The footsteps were strong by this point as if someone with heavy boots was coming towards us. By this point my hackles were raised and we both began to feel very uneasy. Again, the camera shows nothing, but again, we could hear footsteps while this photo was being taken, they seemed to come from the tree.
One last photo of the trees where the footsteps were being heard. By this stage we decided that we'd probably pissed off whatever was wandering around in broad daylight so we left. We'd taken pile of photos, but these ones are the ones where the ghosts were out and coming for us.
I could feel the presence of something in the cemetery, but then I feel that in many such places. It was very strong here, as strong as any cemetery, and it wasn't a benign presence. I firmly believed that whatever was there might have wanted to cause us harm if we'd hung around much longer. We both heard the footsteps and I definitely want to go back and see if I can't root the bastard out. Lyndal was so spooked that she stalled the car and then raised some dirt as we sped off. Fun!