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  • Date Posted: May 5, 2014
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  • Address: Weeping Water, NE 68463, USA

Monkey Mountain is located on gravel roads outside of Weeping Water. It is on private property and the owner is touchy about having visitors. There is a giant circular cement slab in the midst of some trees and junk laying around everywhere.

Some locals claim that paratroopers used to land at Monkey Mountain. Other locals claim that a circus train derailed on the nearby railroad tracks and a bunch of animals (monkeys especially) got loose in the area and went to live in the trees on Monkey Mountain. The owner of the property believes the area has been so named because kids “monkey around” there.

Another nearby haunt is Witch’s Bridge which is also near Weeping Water, Nebraska. Ask locals for directions to the bridge where supposedly a witch hung herself.

Interestingly, there is another haunted location in Athens, Texas where tales of a circus train wreck are told. Monkey Bridge in Athens is supposedly a place where monkeys also ran loose in the area. However, Athens, Texas has four other haunts (which are arranged in the shape of a pentagram) and a dark history suggesting satanic rituals as well. Check out Marlin, Texas as well where the Bell Bottom Bridge haunting is also related to a circus incident.




Weeping Water NE Nebraska United States

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  1. The legent of Monkey Mountain has developed over the years, but I can tell you, it isn’t all myth. One Spring evening in 1977, 3 teens were out riding around in a large pick up. The truck belonged to the young man in the middle, but one of the young ladies was driving. As they topped the hill of Monkey Mountain, the driver saw the tail lights of a car at the bottom of the hill ahead of them, turning left. It appeared to be an older car as the tail lights were long and red. It was odd, as there was no dust. As the truck reached the bottom of the hill, the car was nowhere to be seen. Though she thought it odd, the driver drove the section around again, coming over the top of the hill, seeing the very same tail lights again at the bottom of the hill, turning left, but when the truck got to the foot of the hill, again the lights were gone. There was no dust, though it rolled from under the truck. At this time she alerted her passengers who were necking and had paid no attention. After a brief explanation, again she drove around the section to the top of the hill and again the tail ligts were at the bottom of the hill turning left. This time the driver sped to the bottom of the hill, with the same results. No dust, no tail lights, no car. At this point, the owner of the truck took over, thinking he could catch the car. When rounding the section for the 4th and final time, again the tail lights awaited, and though speed increased to where the truck physically left the ground at one point, still the car and tail lights were gone. At that point, the teens left in a cloud of dust. I know this as I was the original driver. It was 30 years before I knew anyone else even remembered the incident. The legend of Monkey Mountain lives on….and not just in my memory.

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