The Silver Cliff Cemetery was established in the early 1800’s for the mining boom town of Silver Cliff, Colorado. The interesting thing about this cemetery is it is haunted by ghostly lights, and this has been well documented by National Geographic Magazine in Volume 136 #2, 1969.
When I first heard about this on the local news channel in Colorado Springs, my family and I decided we had to go check it out. According to the news broadcast, the lights would appear on the grave stones and sometimes bounce from one stone to another, but they never left the confines of the cemetery border fence. To see the lights, one would have to go on an overcast night when the moon and stars are obscured and it was very dark. The lights were first spotted by a group of miners that decided to take a short cut through the cemetery to get to town faster. They reported seeing dancing blue lights or spheres, or what some would now call “orbs”.
We packed up the car and departed for the cemetery some 80 miles away. When we first got to Silver Cliff, we asked about the cemetery and we were told it was about half of a mile down the road (which was Colorado State Highway 96). As we approached the area we found a cemetery, but it was not the right one according to the pictures we had seen. This cemetery was new, not the old run down site we had expected. Then we saw it.
Quite some distance down the road was the gate to the original cemetery. Why the locals had started another cemetery was a mystery. There seemed to be plenty of room in the old one. Since we were there in the daylight, we decided to walk around and pay our respects to the dead. These grave sites were definitely old and some even had a cactus growing out of the grave area. Some graves had a simple headstones, while others were quite extravagant. We decided to leave and come back when it was dark.
That night we drove up to the entrance. We had our headlights on, and we situated the car to look into the cemetery where we could easily watch without having to leave the safety of the vehicle. I really didn’t expect to see anything. Turing off all the lights we sat there. There were no city lights, and it was a good distance away from town. There was no way someone could be there without us seeing them.
Moments later a red ball of light appeared on one of the bigger head stones. It seemed to move back and forth slightly. Suddenly it took off and floated over to another head stone. It was bright enough to actually light up the grave site. David, my son, wanted to get out and chase it, but I restrained him. We also watched what we thought looked like the smoke from a genie bottle come out of another headstone. I decided it was time to leave.