Winds of W Mountain

🎙️🐍💀 Winds of W Mountain: "Echoes in the Narrows" 💀🐍🎙️ Steamboat Dispatch Press — East Bellmont, NY — Circulation by Omen & OutboardCAUTION TO LISTENERS:This broadcast contains true accounts of disappearances, drowned financiers, and folkloric reptiles with a taste for toes. It is not recommended for tenderfoot dreamers, nor those with kin still workin’ the shafts at Lyon Mountain. Proceed as you would through the Narrows—silent, slow, and never alone.📻 “He took a skiff to photograph the lilies. What came back was a shoe and a smear of silver on the marsh.”Set your dials, folks.The summer of 1922 brought more than fireflies to Chateaugay Lake—it brought L. Evan Larchmont, a bond man from Newark, who went out through the Narrows with a camera and a bottle of rye, and never came back. What did return was a skiff drifting in fog, lantern snuffed, and a trail that led private operative Harlan G. Warr straight into the shadowed remains of Popeville."Echoes in the Narrows" chronicles the only surviving case notes of that investigation—where kiln ghosts, liquor tunnels, and bootleg barge-folk collide. Warr’s journey took him past warped kilns and dead furnaces into a world where iron met moonshine, and where the Chateaugay Lake Steamboat Pirate Syndicate—yes, that’s what they called themselves—ran whisky through alder tunnels and left nothing behind but busted crates and bad luck.But that ain’t the worst of it.🐾 Enter the Little Nippers—legendary fire-born spawn of the Gitaskog, seen flickerin’ by collier fires and blamed for half the missing toes from Bellmont to Standish. More than myth, less than mammal, they were said to rise when the sparks flew thick. Croatians called ‘em dragons. Company doctors called it “rotary shearing with serpentine scoring.” We call it... one more thing not to wade into barefoot.🎶 “Coke is cold, sparks no more—Nippers starve at iron’s door…”From collapsing plank roads to sunken barges reeking of rye, this tale winds through the industrial carcass of the North Country—where even the lullabies are written in blood and lime dust.🔍 Episode Highlights• The mysterious vanishing of Evan Larchmont• Popeville’s ruin repurposed for bootleg ferry runs• Floating warehouses disguised as ore barges• Gitaskog folklore and the Little Nippers’ cradle-song• A courtroom drama involving a shoe, a steamboat heir, and broken glass plates• Wet footprints with no owner. Again.📡 “They fed the lake sparks—and somethin’ sparked back.”Catch it now on all platforms—wax cylinder, squirrel-wire, and podcast feed alike.🧷 #EchoesInTheNarrows🛶 #SteamboatSyndicate🐍 #LittleNippers🌕 #ChateaugayMythos🕯️ #DisappearInTheNarrows🪓 #GitaskogWantsBones🚢 #WindsOfWMountain🏚️ #Popeville📣 Don’t go pokin’ around those ruins after dark. The lake’s got a long memory, and short patience.—Posted on behalf of the Steamboat Dispatch Promotions Guild, East Bellmont Office of Haunted Affairs and Moonlit Navigation Compliance

🪓 'Uncle' Dick Shutts Presents:🎙️ Tunnel Engineering for the End Times: The Great Sucker Highway”(“If it ain’t natural, it’s probably a passage.”)Friends, gather close an’ mind yer ears. We’ve got a fresh-cut wax-cylinder wonder—scraped clean by jug-band intervention, by gar—and it’ll set the hair on your neck to standin’ like frost on a fence rail. This first installment—“The Great Sucker Highway and the Bradley Pond Boog”—comes kettle-hot, catfish steam and all, with old Dick Shutts tappin’ his lantern and swearin’ he’s mapped the underfoot sluiceways that stitch Champlain to Upper Chateaugay Lake like a grandma’s quilt. 🕯️🐟You’ll hear Dick talk plain on migratin’ suckers, a subcurrent thumpin’ under Lyon Mountain, and a keyhole at Bradley Pond that ain’t so pondish after all. There’s a reenactment, too—Geo. Cook & Jim Smith hookin’ fish what look bit from below—plus a tidy historical rummage through tunnels that run faster than gossip at Merrill’s Landing. And if that ain’t enough, Abner Percy chews a length of copper wire and reports the earth hummin’ like a wasp’s nest inside a church cello. 🎧😶‍🌫️Why you oughta listen (and sooner than later) ⛏️Field signs: suckers swarmin’ at East Inlet—not breedin’, migratin’.Bradley Pond: the “keyhole” flow toward the Chazy—quiet water, quick purpose.Subcurrent: bedrock talk from Upper to Lower, maybe clear to Champlain—stitched tight.Caves & cracks: Nat Collins’ Calypso Grotto—stone that sings after dark.Beast or hymn?: two fish come up chewed, and the dock timbers answer back.Old-Timer’s AdvisoryThis broadcast ain’t for jittery folks, night swimmers, nor them as hears breathin’ cellars on Devil’s Channel and calls it “just the wind.” Best taken with headphones, lamp trimmed low, and your boots kept dry. If you’re set on swimmin’ past Burnt Camp after sundown, don’t say Dick didn’t warn ye.How to fetch it 🎚️Spin it on the Steamboat Dispatch Network—whatever contraption you favor, from wind-ups to them new wire-tangle devices. Set the volume like you would a steel trap: firm, not foolish.Next week Dick pokes the root cellar that breathes like a horse. Till then, keep your eyes open and your traps wired for what walks from below. 🌑—East Bellmont Marketing & Provisions, Est. 1908 (we sell words, nails, and a fair line of skepticism)Hashtags for them web-crawlin’ critters 🕷️#WMountain #ChateaugayLake #SteamboatDispatch #TunnelEngineering #GreatSuckerHighway #BradleyPond #CalypsoGrotto #LakeSerpent #AdirondackLore #NatCollins #ChamplainTunnels #NorthCountry #HorrorPodcast #Folklore #OldTimerTales #EastBellmont🎙️ Listen now, share later, sleep maybe.

🔊 “Jazz Throttle Toward Rocky Brook (Part Two): The Wild Goose Point Hootenanny Trap” 🎙️❄️Neighbors—draw up close to the stove and mind your bootlaces, for the night wind is hunting. From the pressmen at Steamboat Dispatch (East Bellmont) comes a ripping lake-run of an episode wherein a naptha launch, coughing like a tin saint, shoulders past Wild Goose Point toward Rocky Brook—right into a ring of lanterns, a toll-by-dancing, and the kind of music that gets inside your ribs and barges the doors. There’s ice stacked like bad firewood, fog that bargains like a pawnbroker, a fiddle that saws the truth in half, Captain Sable grinning ear to ear, and—if you look down at the right awful moment—the Gitaskog smiling up through the pane with copper-penny eyes. 🪵🧭🐍We won’t lie: the lake’s in charge tonight. The Narrows pinch mean, the Sandbar mutters, W Mountain hunches like an ox with old news, and the Steamboat Pirate Syndicate beats time on the ice till your heartbeat volunteers. It’s contraband in the crates, rumor riding shotgun, and a schedule the weather don’t respect. Boots stomp, bottles trade hands, and a man counts his luck twice—once for the Wendigo, once for the return trip. If you know Lakeville, Drew Landing, Indian Point House, or the smoke-memory of Standish kilns and Lyon Mountain ore, you’ll hear home in the clatter—and something else behind it that ain’t quite friendly. ⚙️🕯️Why you ought to listen (and not after dark, unless you must):Because this one hums like a live wire in sleet—engine-chatter, ice-song, and a hootenanny snare laid dead center on the channel. You’ll feel the hull shiver, you’ll smell the wet wool, and you’ll swear the lake voted—and won.Listener Advisory (take heed):Sharp sounds, sudden frights, winter-lake peril, smuggling mischief, folkloric creatures (with teeth), and a touch of bottle-trade. Not for youngsters; veterans and tender-hearted listeners, go steady and keep a lamp lit. ⚠️Marching orders (plain):Tune in, tighten your scarf, and don’t lean over the gunwale. If the compass jitters, let it. If the ice hums, dance polite. Then follow, subscribe, rate, and tell the clerk at Alfie King’s you heard the lake laugh first. 😉Short blurb for the wire (SEO-ready):Adirondack horror folklore podcast from Steamboat Dispatch: a naptha launch runs the Chateaugay ice at Wild Goose Point into a Syndicate hootenanny trap—Gitaskog below, Wendigo above, Rocky Brook ahead. Old-time danger, modern dread.Hashtags for them web-crawlin’ critters:#WindsOfWMountain #SteamboatDispatch #ChateaugayLake #WMountain #RockyBrook #WildGoosePoint #SteamboatPirateSyndicate #AdirondackHorror #NorthCountryFolklore #Gitaskog #Wendigo #NapthaLaunch #LakeLore #OldTimer #Popeville #LyonMountain #StandishKilns #IndianPointHouse #DrewLanding #HootenannyTrap🎧 Pull your slouch cap low and press play—the lake will see you now.

📻 The Wolf Pond Chronicles: “The Bog Fiend of Standish” 🌲🕯️Friends an’ neighbors, pull up close and mind yer boots, for we’ve got a fresh-smoked earful straight out of the cattails—Harlan Throop himself broadcasting live from that Crompville muck, where the old ironworks coughed their last and the water still sulks about it; this week’s sonic yarn follows Clary Vigneault—the last bog trapper worth the name—and Ducey Nibbs, a river pirate with more neck than sense, as they take soundings of a sloshin’ thing with too many eyes and a taste for moonshine, and I ain’t one to gild the lily, but when the phonograph horn talks back in a man’s own voice, you’ll want a hand on the lantern and the other on your nerve. 👂⚙️You’ll hear the black pools hiss, the cattails clap like drunks after payday, the magnet needle wander as if north moved to Lyon Mountain for the summer; there’s field recordings raw as a rasp, iron-country atmospherics, and that Throop fella’s electroacoustic contraptions stitched to Abenaki mud-devil talk so tight you can near see the wings in the steam—this is Winds of W Mountain the way the woods tell it: slow, wet, and certain as rust. 🧭🐟🦇⚠️ Listener Advisory: sudden howls, wet squelch, and tales of pollution, iron tailings, and creature business not fit for the very young, skittish pets, or folks with a tender ticker. Best with headphones and the lights set low; don’t operate boats, augers, or family tempers while listening.Tune in wherever respectable podcasts roost—search Steamboat Dispatch: Winds of W Mountain — The Wolf Pond Chronicles: “The Bog Fiend of Standish”—then pass it along downriver to anyone who’s ever heard the swamp sing in four voices. If your keg goes missing after, don’t look at us; we warned you. 🔦🛶— Filed under: Chateaugay Lake lore, Standish bog history, Abenaki folklore, Lyon Mountain iron, magnetic anomalies, electroacoustic field report.#️⃣ Hashtags for the web-crawlin’ critters:#WindsOfWMountain #SteamboatDispatch #BogFiendOfStandish #ChateaugayLake #Adirondacks #Standish #AbenakiLore #IronCountry #Cryptid #HorrorPodcast #FieldRecordings #Electroacoustic #LyonMountain #Crompville #PopevilleArchives #NorthCountryFolklore #UpstateNY🎧 Now playing. Bring a good hat and a better stomach.

🌲🎙️ New from th’ Steamboat Dispatch: Mose Sangamaw's 2-Day Chase 🌲🎙️Ho, by gar, neighbors—Mose Sangamaw, he give chase two days straight, an’ when that thing come down outta jack pine she measure seven foot tail-swingin’ judgment, ayuh. Weren’t no parish’ner, but a painter' heavy ‘nough bend th’ sled an’ dark ‘nough bend yer mind.⚠️ Listener Say-So: This here tale she come raw off them ridges above Chazy—dogs bayin’, shots barkin’, an’ tracks what don’t all belong t’ flesh. Ye’ll hear barns rattlin’ nights, lambs lifted clean off, an’ critters wearin’ fur only fer convenience. Keep yer ears open an’ lamp wick trimmed, hey.This week’s Winds o’ W Mountain brings more’n a hunt—it brung a warnin’. Mose said it plain: beast what bleeds is one thing, but beast what remembers how—that’s another tale t’ chew.🐾 Hear two days on ridges turn t’ sermon o’ bullets.🔥 Hear uplands fatten them beasts th’ axe never did quiet.🌑 Hear th’ hills sing out in th’ old register, even when folks pray fer silence.Come take yer seat at th’ tavern bench, friends, fer th’ hide salted, th’ tail stretched, an’ th’ cornet band still missin’ its drummer, ho ho.👉 Git t’ listenin' now—afore next night sets a tail swingin’ in yer own pasture!#WindsOfWMountain #SteamboatDispatch #ShatageeWoods #AdirondackPanther #MoseSangamore #MoseStGermaine #Mose Sangamaw #MoseSangamo #ChateaugayLake #NorthCountryFolklore #CautionaryTales😨🎧

🚢 STEAMBOAT DISPATCH EXCLUSIVEEast Bellmont, March 13, 1912 — Out here in the Adirondacks, folks swap stories like fishhooks—sharp, barbed, and mean to stick. But this one? This one’s got teeth big enough to take your shadow clean off.Jonathan Reed vanished from Chateaugay Lake in the summer of 1837, leaving behind a frantic journal filled with talk of ghost lights under black water, whispering shadows, and a “dark something” older than the pines. Since then: strange vanishings, lights flickerin’ across the Narrows, and sightings of the impossible roadster BOHAT 1P—a machine out of no known year—patrolling the shoreline.Some say it’s methane gas. Others whisper about a Temporal Rift. The Abenaki have a word for it that chills the bone: a hunger older than time.🎙 Listen now to the “Winds of W Mountain” podcast episode uncovering:The untold history of Jonathan Reed’s disappearanceEyewitness accounts of ghost lights and phantom roadstersTheories from scholars, scientists, and locals on the Chateaugay Lake Time RiftThe Wendigo connection—and what it’s still waiting for⚠ LISTENER ADVISORY: This episode contains unsettling historical detail, unexplained phenomena, and temporal anomaly theories that may alter your sense of time and place.#ChateaugayLakeMystery #JonathanReed #AdirondackGhostStories #WendigoMyth #TimeRiftPhenomenon #BOHAT1P #GhostLights #DisappearanceCase #HauntedHistory #AdirondackLegends #ParanormalPodcast #SteamboatDispatch #WindsOfWMountain #CryptidLore #TemporalAnomaly #HauntedLake

🪦 NOW STREAMING FROM THE STEAMBOAT DISPATCH PRESS: "MIDNIGHT REED‑RUN: THE NARROWS DISAPPEARANCES AT CHATEAUGAY LAKE" 🪦An auditory descent into the rust-bloated heart of the Adirondack Unsaid.🎧 LISTENER ADVISORY:This podcast episode contains historical dread, unexplained vanishings, the rhythmic scratching of something long drowned, and local truths best left half-buried. Not suitable for skeptics who fear reeds tapping back.🪓💀 MISSING: Three souls, one boat, and all sense of safety.FOUND: One skull, one dried reed, and a mystery that won't stay sunk.In the gristle-rot hour of midnight, four ventured into the Narrows—where smugglers once ran whiskey and now something older runs deeper. Their mission: to follow the whispers of illegal freight skimming across the shallows. What they unearthed beneath the ruined hulk of The Iron Age was no contraband… unless the dead count as cargo.Only one returned. And he won’t speak of it straight.🧭 HIGHLIGHTS INCLUDE:Folk-true accounts of boat-borne curses and blood-forged iron.The haunted industrial relic known only as The Iron Age—still rusting, still waiting.Moss-covered rods carved with patterns like funeral spirals and forgotten alphabets.The whispered legacy of Nathaniel Collins, a vanished grave-robber turned ghost-watcher.🌕 When the moon pulls on Chateaugay Lake’s reeds, something beneath them answers.Subscribe now and unravel the evidence with our investigative team of wilderness folklorists, haunted historians, and Steamboat Dispatch’s own gravel-voiced narrators. Come for the mystery, stay for the cryptid-reed conspiracies.🎙️ New episode available on all platforms.🧵 SOCIAL WEB-CRAWLIN’ CRITTER HASHTAGS:#WindsOfWMountain#SteamboatDispatchPress#ChateaugayLakeMystery#MidnightReedRun#HauntedIronAge#NarrowsDisappearances#ReedStickRituals#LakeRemembers#AdirondackHorrorLore#SmugglersGhostsAndGuides#TrueNorthTerror#TappingFromBelowFeed the algorithm—so it don’t feed on you.🪶 They say if you play this episode near the Narrows with the volume up, the reeds’ll lean in to listen.We don’t recommend it.—Steamboat Dispatch Press“News you can’t outrun. Whispers you can’t un-hear.”

📣 🔥 Winds of W Mountain | 🚨: “Chateaugay Lake's Shanty Squatters” Brought to you by Steamboat Dispatch Syndicate, East Bellmont's only news source with both a spectral correspondent and a moonshine sponsor.🎙️ LISTENER ADVISORYThis episode contains historically accurate depictions of frontier isolation, spectral visitation, pine-sap dread, backwoods psychological unraveling, and—most chilling of all—milfoil possession. Listener discretion is advised. Do not consume near dense fern cover, fire rings, or unblessed rowboats.📻 OFFICIAL BROADSHEET ANNOUNCEMENTTo be posted in barns, outhouses, regional taverns, and any reputable general store with a dusty phonograph:ATTENTION LOVERS OF LOON-LACED TERROR AND ADIRONDACK ARCANA:From the very campfire ring where “Old Veritas” once spotted a ripple with no stone, we present a new entry in the Winds of W Mountain series.This week, descend into 1816’s haunted cradle—a time when Chateaugay Lake’s first settlers built their shanty not on land, but atop a bed of dread. Hear of Judith Drew’s haunted washbasin. Of a winter where the wind was not the only thing that howled. Of a child born beneath W Mountain’s ever-gazing eye—and the silence that answered.First told back in 1911 by Indian Point House’s own Uncle Dick Shutts, this tale speaks of a cabin that heard more than prayers and a woods that never gave up its seat. You’ll meet Squire Miles, the Bible-thumpin' justice of the peace, who dreamed of nippin' lake serpents. You’ll hear hints of the Milfoil Queen, whose hand may still reach from lakeweed to shore.This ain’t your granpappy’s folktale. This is raw backwoods Americana soaked in cedar, iron, and cold fear. If you’ve ever shivered without knowing why—you already know the sound of these echoes.🔍 FOR THE WIRELESS ETHER-WANDERERS:Search this into your cylinder, crystal set, or devil-box (phonograph optional):"Winds of W Mountain Podcast" +“Shanty Squatters” +“Chateaugay Lake horror” +“Adirondack legends Wendigo Milfoil Queen” +“1816 Year Without a Summer paranormal”📡 #KEYWORD BAIT FOR THE SOCIAL-CALLED:#ShatageeWoods #MilfoilQueen #WindsOfWMountain #WendigoWatch #AdirondackLore #GhostsOf1816 #ShantySquatters #FlyingHeadFiles #BackwoodsTerror #CampfireChronicles #HauntedLakeNights #ChateaugayCreepies #SteamboatDispatch🧠 REMEMBER, FRIEND:If your fire crackles twice, and you didn’t poke it…If your dog growls at the lake after dark…If you find Samuel Drew’s hat near Bearslide—You’re already part of the story.🎧 Now playing wherever spectral murmurings are transmitted.

🎙️ From the Steamboat Dispatch Syndicate’s Podcast Bureau of East Bellmont 🎙️🚨 New Episode Advisory: “THE SHATAGEE ABYSS: CHATEAUGAY LAKE’S BOG LOGIC” 🚨Now streaming wherever reality has thinned to the width of a cattail reed.📢 LISTENER ADVISORYThis episode contains:Cosmic indifference as thick as tree sap in a July sunUncaring serpents of unknowable lengthHungry spirits with a taste for long porkGeological sighs mistaken for divine indifferenceHistorical truths that may not survive sunlight or rational inquiryAnd several detailed descriptions of mossIf you experience existential vertigo, olfactory hallucinations, or a sudden desire to relocate inland from all large, dark lakes… do not consult your physician. They are also being watched.🧠 EXPERT-APPROVED SATIRICAL PROMO:Have you heard what’s slithering through your pine-scented subconscious lately?It ain’t cabin fever. It’s Bog Logic, baby—nature’s least testable philosophy. The latest Winds of W Mountain episode slaps harder than a haunted sap bucket in a gale. We’re diving elbow-deep into the spiritual plumbing of Chateaugay Lake, where your canoe might float—but your sanity might not.💦 Gitaskog? Yup.🌲 Wendigo? Oh, he’s back.🌎 Geology with trust issues? Absolutely.🎭 Lenape ancestral dread? Front row seats.🐛 Beetles that act more like saboteurs? We've got ‘em.Don’t worry—this ain’t your grandpappy’s bedtime tale. Unless he vanished under mysterious circumstances near Blair’s Kilns, in which case, sorry for the reminder.YOU’LL LAUGH. YOU’LL CRY. YOU’LL HEAR THE LOONS.(But they ain’t laughing with you.)🎧 TUNE IN TO: The Shatagee Abyss: Chateaugay Lake’s Bog LogicOn Spotify, Apple, that app you keep accidentally opening—hell, we even etched it into the underside of the Hoy Mill's bridge in case the Wi-Fi cuts out.🔍 Because around here, when reality breaks... we press record.📎 SEO-FRIENDLY BACKWOODS BUZZWORDS fer the dern WEB-CRAWLIN’ CRITTERS:#WindsOfWMountain #GitaskogTruth #ChateaugayLakeSecrets #BogLogicPodcast #ShatageeWoodsMystery #WendigoDread #AdirondackHorror #CosmicBackwoods #LoonsKnow #IndigenousLoreUnveiled #EastBellmontAudioFever🎣 Steamboat Dispatch Guarantee:You’ll either come back enlightened, shivering, or half-bogged and convinced the pines are spelling your name.🪓 Download it now, before the abyss downloads you.

🎙️ 🚨 Steamboat Dispatch Presents a Winds of W Mountain Special Episode! 🚨“Shanty to Splendor: The Brick-&-Mortar Saga of the Banner House”🧱🔥🛶 From Beaver Pelts to Bellhops – The True Tale of Chateaugay Lake's Most Enduring Hostelry 🛶🔥🧱☞ LISTENERS BE ADVISED:This ain't yer usual eldritch foghorn séance from the W Mountain ridgeline. Nay, dear wanderers of the wireless—this time, we’re dealin’ in real, notarized, nail-hammered HISTORY. Actual bricks. Documented land deeds. Dried ink and deed disputes. No telepathic lake trout, no accordion-playing Wendigo (this week). If you suffer from historical vertigo, factual discomfort, or allergic reactions to architectural truth—PROCEED WITH CAUTION. You may experience involuntary interest in regional land-use patterns.🪓 From the muskeg-sunk shanty of Gates Hoit, which squatted like a thinking outhouse at the edge of civilization, to the genteel clapboarded Banner House—a lakeside resort so respected it even had doorknobs—this episode charts 100+ years of Adirondack pluck, paint fumes, and family ambition.👤 Meet Samuel C. Drew, who camped like a pioneer but dreamt like a surveyor.🦫 Meet Jonathan Bellows, who bought the land, bagged the beaver, and built a hotel with the leftover lumber.🖼️ Meet Arthur F. Tait, a painter so prolific he turned trout and tamaracks into lithographic legend, one Currier & Ives print at a time.📜 And finally, meet Mr. J.S. Kirby, rebrander-in-chief, who looked upon the Bellows House and proclaimed: “Nay, it shall be a BANNER.”🎧 Tune in to hear:How a backwoods outpost became the Crown Jewel of Lower Chateaugay LakeWhy guests once traveled 3 days by steamboat, horse, and boot just to get a decent supperWhat a “shanty” really meant to a 19th-century trapper (spoiler: it involved soup and single-pane windows)And why the Banner House’s legacy still echoes louder than a loon at dusk📡 Broadcast directly from East Bellmont by the dangerously competent producers of the Steamboat Dispatch Syndicate.Hosted by professional gaslamp-smoother and honorary historian Mordecai Vilecreek, with a special guest interview featuring Miss Gladys “Chimney Hat” Kirby (via phonograph cylinder).🧭Hashtags for the Telegraph Age and Beyond:#WindsOfWMountain #BannerHouseHistory #ChateaugayLakeChronicles #AdirondackLegacy #FromShantyToHotel #SteamboatDispatchSpecial #BellowsToBanner #RealHistoryNoCryptids #TaitPaintedHere #TourismBeforeWiFi #HistoricHotelsUSA💥 Don’t miss this rare slab of factual programming baked fresh in the iron stove of truth!Catch it now on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or wherever frontier broadband is tolerated.🎣 Like a smoked Chateaugay Lake salmon trout:Bold. Local. Historic. And just a little briny.🔊 [CLICK HERE TO LISTEN]You’ll laugh, you’ll learn, and you might just find yourself booking a room in the afterlife.

🎧 There’s Something Living in the Woods That Shouldn’t Be...🍂 It Started With a Boy Who Walked Too Far...Some say curiosity killed the cat. 'Round here, we reckon it’s just as likely to drag the boy down to Rocky Brook, neck-deep in something best left undisturbed. Calvin wasn’t looking for trouble, no sir—but the woods... the woods were looking for him. A flash of motion, a smell like damp mushrooms and wet fur, and a glimpse of something that don’t fit in God’s taxonomy books.👉 But what he saw… well, friend, you’ll have to press play to find out. Best do it before sundown.🔥 When Gossip Turns Grim — The Congregation at Abner’s Store...There’s places you go for answers—and places you go for speculation wrapped in pipe smoke and bad coffee. Abner’s Store leans heavily toward the latter. By the time Calvin showed up breathless, that place was packed tighter than a sardine tin with every bewhiskered philosopher and backwoods theologian within ten miles. You’ve never heard a more chaotic blend of doom, mockery, and utter dead seriousness.💥 Want to know what passes for “truth” in Shatagee? You’d best listen in. It’s cheaper than therapy, and twice as disturbing.🌲 Seen. Described. Denied. Repeated.There are those who swear it’s real. There are those who swear at those who swear it’s real. But facts don’t seem inclined to intervene. A shambling mass of moss, fur, rot, and intent—whether you call it a cryptid, a forest spirit, or just “one more reason not to own property near Rocky Brook”—it’s out there. And it’s watching. 👀🎙️ Spoiler: You won’t like how close it gets. But you will like this episode. Press play, sinner.🫖 Oh, It Has Manners — Even Monsters Take Tea...Yes, believe it or not, our local abomination isn’t always skulking about the woods. Sometimes it gussies up in borrowed hats and gaudy earrings and drifts, unbothered, into polite society. Seen—barely—at a perfectly respectable tea party at the Banner House. A social debut, one might say. ☕👒⚓ If you’re thinking, “That can’t possibly be true,” well, welcome to the Shatagee Woods, friend. You must be new here.🔊 🎧 LISTEN NOW:👉 “The Strange Specter of Rocky Brook: The Coolaw Road Fungus-Furred Ambusher” – Streaming now on Spotify.A podcast for anyone who’s ever looked at the woods and thought: “Nope.” 🌲👣🏷️ SEO-Friendly Hashtags to Appease the Crawling Algorithms:#CryptidPodcast #ShatageeWoods #AdirondackLore #HauntedNorthCountry #CryptidHumor #FolkHorror #FungusFurredAmbusher #CryptidSighting #SpookyPodcast #DarkFolklore #BannerHouseTeaParty

🤠🎙️ Greetings, fine folk of the Shatagee Woods and beyond, for Johqu Bogart proudly presents: “Evelyn Nesbit Thaw & the Cooteyville Master of Mimicry”—a special “Winds of W Mountain” edition that’ll curl your toes and tickle your funny bone all at once!In this eerie extravaganza, your trusty narrator Roy Cootey—born ‘neath the pines of East Bellmont and forged in the chapel bellows of St. John’s by the Lake—unleashes uncanny vocal feats: the guttural croak of the Shatagee Woods Wendigo, the whispered prophecy of Evenly Nesbit Thaw’s restless spirit, and the gurgling confession of Chateaugay Lake itself, as if the very water grows sentient under a blood-moon’s glare. You’ll half-suspect the lake’s cryptids are gossiping with him through his lips! 👻Woven ‘twixt these spectral yarns lies an electroacoustic tapestry—our own sonic sorcery—where crackling hearth-tones collide with the low moan of Adirondack winds. And lest your courage wane, take heart in our sponsor’s fine Brazen Serpent Wendigo Whiskey 🥃—aged in mist-shrouded barrels and guaranteed to fire the tongue of even the most timid tavern bard.So hitch up your boots and steady your nerves: each episode delivers ghostly rumblings, gilded-age scandal, and cryptid capers in equal measure. Subscribe now, lest the next howl you hear at twilight be your own! 🐉🎧

🌀 Now Broadcasting from the Bizarre Brilliance of the Backwoods! 🐸✨🎙️ NEW EPISODE of Winds of W Mountain – from the Steamboat Dispatch! 🎙️Steel-Toed Courtship & the Red-Haired Park Avenue NaturalistScene: The Interlaken Hotel, 1908. The night the chandelier blinked back.🔍 LISTENER ADVISORYThis episode contains:— Foot-stompin’ frontier flirtation— Manhattan botanists who bite back— Spontaneous temporal distortions during contra dance— And one highly suspicious frog-shaped lapel pin that may or may not hum in LatinDo you dare attend the Grand Cotillion where miners, mystics, and Manhattanites all compete for the same lady’s dance card and possibly the fate of linear time?Tune in to hear:— Hankie Dunn’s theory of "feral academia"— Old Albert Beaudoin's frog romance tips— Why Shaft Eleven miners claim ballroom music opens wormholes— And what exactly glows under her petticoat (hint: it's amphibious)📻 Hear how love bloomed (and possibly mutated) one luminous night beneath the gaslight chandeliers of Upper Chateaugay Lake’s own Interlaken Hotel, when a man from the mines dared approach a woman who’d once kissed a lightning bug for science.🎩 PROMOTIONAL COPY BY: SHATAGEE LAKE SOCIAL CIRCULATION CO.™ (Est. 1901)“Truth Slightly Enhanced for Universal Understanding”“If you like your naturalists with red hair and interdimensional frogs, and your dance cards punched by existential dread—this is your night out.”– Editor-in-Frogs, Steamboat Dispatch🎧 Stream Now:📍 Wherever finely aged podcasts are aired.#SEO-SATIRE HASHTAGS#SteelToedRomance #FrogWhisperer #ChateaugayChronicles#InterlakenInvasion #BallroomParadox #UpperLakeLore#SteamboatDispatchPodcast #AdirondackTimeRift #WindsOfWMountain#RedheadVsReality #SheCameFromParkAveHeCameFromShaftEleven#DanceWithShadow #ListenBeforeTheNext TemporalTango

Brought to you by your favorite backwoods intellectuals over at Steamboat Dispatch, East Bellmont’s #1 source for news, hearsay, and localized reality distortion since 1837.🪵🌪️LISTENER ADVISORY:This episode contains chronologically unstable content, auditory cryptobotany, and several unlicensed uses of the word “paradoxin’.” Side effects may include déjà vu, reverse earwax migration, and an uncontrollable urge to trap lynxes using metaphysical hairballs. Proceed with caution—and maybe a compass that runs on regret.🕰️🦝✨IN THIS TIME-SKIPPIN’, TREE-GABBIN’, LYNX-DODGIN’ EPISODE:Old Clem and Sister Zenda set off to outwit the mysterious Auntie Purl, a deceptively furry She-Lynx who appears to moonwalk through history like it owes her rent. Guided by the riddlin’, whisperin’, possibly sentient Weirwood Tree, the pair concoct a plan involving:✔ traps baited with moonshadow✔ spleen-based snack technology✔ and serious existential questions about marmot digestion.It’s a story so tangled in time, Schrödinger’s coon trap gave up and took up taxidermy.🪓🔥QUOTES FROM THE EPISODE:“You don’t shoot a creature what’s seen the end o’ days an’ come back with a belly full o’ marmots.”—Zenda “Double-Barrel Ciderbrain” Clemons“She listens to the Weirwood. Knows every trail—an’ every when, too.”—Old Clem, one eye squinty, both feet in the past💬WHAT THE FOLKS ARE SAYIN’:“Best use of beaver spleen in a time-travel allegory I’ve ever heard.” — Adirondack Paranormal Poultry Quarterly“Finally someone’s tellin’ the truth about hoverin’ wagons.” — Jeb, Behind the Feed Store🎧STREAM NOW WHEREVER QUALITY AUDIO FOG IS AVAILABLE:🪕 Spotify | 🎻 Apple Podcasts | 📻 Wind-Radio on Channel 1912 | 🍂 Whispered into your left ear by a maple tree during eclipse seasonHASHTAG THE PARADOX, SPREAD THE WEIRDWOOD:#WhisperinWeirwood #TimeTwistinLynx #SteamboatDispatch #WindsOfWMountain #TrapItBackwards #ChronoCritters #LynxOfTomorrow #AdirondackAudioMysteries #MarmotOracle #HoverWagonTruthers #BackwoodsBroadcasts #TemporalSpleenCuisine👉 Don't forget to like, subscribe, and leave us a review shaped like a whittled turnip.Because Auntie Purl already knows if you don’t.

🎙️ 🚨THE HOLLOWFANG’S HAUNTING AT GUNN’S RETREAT 🚨 🎙️From the gloriously over-caffeinated producers at Steamboat Dispatch, it’s time once again to wrap yourself in a moth-eaten Hudson Bay blanket, light a pipe filled with ancestral terror, and tune your earholes to another dispatch from the outermost edges of common sense.🌲🏚️ “The Winds of W Mountain” Podcast presents:“THE HOLLOWFANG’S HAUNTING AT GUNN’S RETREAT”Or: How to Lose Your Soul in the Adirondacks Without Spilling Your Claret.This episode contains:Unironic pipe-smokingAristocrats shrieking like debutantesBog-walking spectral horrors with bad dental hygieneSpectral howlingUnsolicited local wisdom& at least one ill-fated fiddle soloNot suitable for: Rational thinkers, believers in progress, or guests who confuse “rustic” with “basic.”What happens when a group of over-educated Boston gents with monocles and muskets attempts to colonize a haunted swamp with pocket watches and misplaced confidence?Spoiler: The swamp wins.Every. Single. Time.Starring:Mr. Smythe, Esq., a man so refined he apologizes to ghostsSam the Local Guide, powered by sass and squirrel jerkyOld Jed, who may or may not be 400 years old and part cedarThe Hollowfang, who does not technically exist (except when he does)💀 Is it a parable of nature’s revenge? Or just a scary-looking naked dude with a huge mouth lurking in a swamp? YOU DECIDE. 💀Find us wherever spectral frequencies interfere with rational thought:🎧 Spotify | 🍏 Apple Podcasts | 🪦 Your haunted gramophone#WindsOfWMountain #SteamboatDispatch #Hollowfang #ChateaugayLakeLore#GhostlyGentlemen #AdirondackHorror #SwampTerrorsUnplugged#EsquiresInPeril #BogBeastChronicles #RusticButMakeItCursed#NatureDoesNotCareAboutYourCravat🎩 Subscribe now and join us every full moon for the finest unnatural audio from the weirdest corners of the Adirondack mythoscape.We guarantee thrills, chills, and at least one sentence that will cause involuntary beard growth.Remember: Out here, the woods don’t echo your scream.They correct it.🔊 "The Hollowfang’s Haunting at Gunn’s Retreat" — where refinement meets its sticky, spectral end.🛑 LISTENER ADVISORY 🛑🔥 EPISODE TEASER 🔥📻 TUNE IN, IF YE DARE:🧩 HASHTAGS TO BOOST YOUR ALGORITHMIC DOOM:

🎪👻 ROLL UP, ROLL UP, YE BRAVE SOULS! 👻🎪THE WINDS OF W MOUNTAIN PRESENT:🎻 "Chateaugay’s Peculiar Pirate: The Fiddle Fingers Enigma!" 🎻🚢 Brought to you by the devilishly daring deckhands of Steamboat Dispatch — reporting live from the fog-soaked shores of East Bellmont, where reality surrenders to legend faster than you can say "moonshine and magnets!"🕯️ Dare you listen to the tale of Fionn “Fiddle Fingers” O’Flannery?The pint-sized prodigy! The electrojazz evangelist!The man who fiddled so fiercely he made the steamboats tap dance in the mist!🎩 Witness the marvels:— A wax-cylinder weapon of mass confusion, allegedly co-designed by Nikola Tesla (or by gremlins — we’re still not sure).— A hotel ballroom possessed by the symphony of creaking boats, mooing cows, and spectral spoons!— Dignified ladies reduced to giddy wood nymphs! Hardened fishermen hearing their own voices in haunted gramophones!— And one guide, Nat Collins, shouting "magnets be damned!" into the night!🌫️ Are you prepared for music that knows your truth?🎶 Are you ready to question every foghorn, fiddle, and footstep you hear after dark?🔮 THEN LISTEN — IF YE DARE! 🔮Subscribe to Winds of W Mountain before O'Flannery turns your voice into a ghostly ringtone for wayward steamboats!⚠️ LISTENER ADVISORY: This episode contains uncontrolled folklore eruptions, electrojazz hallucinations, and involuntary waltzing. Side effects may include uncontrollable grinning, developing an Irish accent overnight, and excessive suspicion of all musical cattle. Proceed with ears wide open.🌊🏴‍☠️ #SteamboatDispatch #WindsofWMountain #FiddleFingers #ChateaugayLakeMysteries #ElectrojazzMadness #GhostFiddlers #WaxCylinderWeirdness #1920sFolkloreFrenzy #NikolaTeslaTales #SteamboatSpecters #HauntedInterlaken #BarefootBallroom #EastBellmontChronicles #LoonsAndLegends #MusicOfTheMists #ShatageeWoodsWhispers #PodcastCarnival #MysteryInEveryFogbank

🎙️NOW STREAMING from East Bellmont's Most Questionable Towers of Truth 🎙️The Steamboat Dispatch presents: "Winds of W Mountain" – Episode 32: “No Slander in an Allowed Fool”🧜‍♂️🪞Listener Advisory:This episode contains high levels of interpretive Shakespeare, low-flying metaphorical duckboats, and unlicensed esoterica. Parental discretion is advised. Or at least parental side-eye.🌫️ What do you get when you cross a bard, a barge, and a barely-legal pirate radio station broadcasting out of a haunted ice-fishing shanty?You get this week’s Winds of W Mountain, where fools speak truth, sages spit sass, and the Chateaugay fog is THICC with unsolicited wisdom and cryptid interference.This episode, we blow the lid off:🗣️ Discreet Men Who Reprove (and Sometimes Bake)🦑 The Unlicensed Therapist Who May Be a Lake Monster🧠 Local Conspiracy or Just Carl Again with a Wet Blanket and a Lantern?💅 17th-Century Quotes That Still Slap📜**“There is no slander in an allowed fool...”**Unless, of course, the fool in question has access to a podcast mic, a jug of maple-based hallucinogens, and an audience of six highly impressionable loons (actual birds).💬 Featuring exclusive testimony from:Old Ironfoot, back from “vacation” with only three toes and a story about glowing minnows.Dr. Sinead Larkspur, the latte alchemist convinced the lake is humming showtunes from Andromeda.Nancy Bellows, who said absolutely none of this ever happened and would like her pie dish back, please.🎧 You’ll laugh. You’ll cry. You’ll question your understanding of linear time.🔊 Available now wherever eldritch fog permits transmission:Spotify | Apple Podcasts | That One Antenna on Route 374 That Only Works in the Rain📈 SEO Stuff Your Cousin Randy Told You About:#SteamboatDispatch #WindsOfWMountain #ChateaugayLakePodcast #TwelfthNightTruthers #AllowedFoolsUnite #EsotericLakeLore #HauntedShantyRadio #DimensionalRipInEastBellmont #DiscreetMenDoReprove #CryptidCountryChronicles #PodcastMysteries #FoggyButMakeItShakespeare🚤 Final pitch, sailor:If you like your podcasts like you like your trout—smoked, strange, and possibly cursed—Winds of W Mountain is your new parasocial soulmate.💀 Tune in now... before the lake tunes you out.

🌲🎧 Winds of W Mountain Podcast: Episode 31 - Mischief at the Back Side of the Lake: A Tale of the Chateaugay Whistling Wampoodle 🎧🌲Hold on to your paddle, folks—this isn’t your typical lakeside tale! Imagine the calm, pine-scented air of Upper Chateaugay Lake disrupted by an otherworldly, mischievous whistle that has locals clutching their fishing rods and botanists clutching their sanity. Welcome to The Whistling Wampoodle—the cryptid with the pranks of a steamboat pirate and the whistles of a haunted teakettle.In this mind-bending episode, we dive into the wild, woolly legend of a creature so absurdly tricky, even the steamboat pirates had to tip their hats. A high-pitched whistle (not your average kettle scream) rings through the moonlit night, setting the stage for a delightful blend of mystery, mayhem, and so much confusion you'll be questioning your own reality by the end.💡 Listener Advisory: Side effects may include sudden fits of laughter, uncontrollable curiosity, and the overwhelming urge to prank your neighbors with a tin whistle at 2 a.m. This episode is not suitable for those who prefer their cryptids serious, their boats tied down, and their cows kept firmly out of the lake.We follow the baffling adventures of Mrs. Eleanor Tufford, Dr. Leopold Cray (that poor botanist), a trio of overly curious nieces, and a boatload of Steamboat Pirates who dared to investigate the creature’s origins. Was the Wampoodle a devious hybrid of a loon and a raccoon? Or just a trickster spirit pulling a little Abenaki magic on the newcomers?Don’t miss this one, or the lake might just decide to whistle you away into its mysterious depths. Who knew a cryptid could bring such joy? (Spoiler: It’s the Wampoodle, of course.)🦴 Listen now or risk hearing that sinister whistle in your own backyard. Who said legends can’t be charming?📲 Hashtags to keep you on your toes:#WhistlingWampoodle #ChateaugayLake #PiratePranks #WampoodleWoes #LakeLegends #CryptidComedy #MischiefOnTheLake #TalesFromTheBackSide #BacksideCove #LakeSideLaughs #PineAndPranks #WindsOfWPodcast #ChateaugayDispatch #SummerAtTheLake #CryptidCuriosity #TeakettleWhistle #CryptidComedy #WhistleWhileYouWork

As Told by Squire Miles of Chateaugay LakeBrought to you by the Winds of W Mountain Podcast, in proud collaboration with the semi-functioning woodstove and highly credible ghost investigators over at Steamboat Dispatch, East Bellmont Division.🪵💨 Listener Advisory:This episode contains elderly wisdom, interdimensional barking, unauthorized Wendigo activity, and moderate existential dread. Not recommended for small children, large skeptics, or anyone currently alone in a cabin during a windstorm.📻 SYNOPSIS:Pull your wool socks up, pour a ladle of moonshine cider, and let Old Squire Miles take you on a midnight moondance through the Shatagee Woods, where time folds like a moth-eaten quilt and the trees whisper things they shouldn't. You’ll hear the legend of the Barking Moondog, the spectral mutt that howls not at—but to—the moon, summoning echoes of the ancient Wendigo like a furry eldritch town crier with poor social skills.This tale is not for the faint of heart, the overly rational, or folks who don’t believe dogs can exist simultaneously in three dimensions and one dark memory.💬 Critics (and local tavern philosophers) are howling:“Better than a séance and twice as hairy.”— Ghost Jim, Saranac Lake Candle Shop“My snowshoes froze mid-step.”— Mildred P., Accidental Time Traveler“Finally, a podcast that speaks to the posthuman canine psyche.”— Journal of ArchaeoCryptid Studies (self-published)📡 Stream it now on all platforms where haunted frequencies roam:Spotify | Apple Podcasts | Ham Radio after 11pm | Shatagee Tree Stumps (Channel 3)🔮 TAG IT LIKE IT’S 1811 🔮#MoondogMadness #WendigoWhispers #SteamboatDispatch #WindsOfWMountain #ShatageeShivers #HauntedHowls #ChateaugayChronicles #GhostDogLore #CabinCreepshow #EldritchAnimalsAnonymous #FolkTalesAndFrostbite #NorthernFrights🕯️ So remember, listeners...When the fire flickers low and the wind sounds like it’s speaking your name backwards—don’t follow the barking. That ain’t no dog. That’s the beginning of something much worse.Stay warm. Stay weird. Stay outta the woods. 🌲🐾🌕“The Winds of W Mountain: Where the Past Isn’t Dead. It’s Just Lost in the Fog.”

🚨 NEW BONUS EPISODE DROP: “The Etheric Vapor: An Invitation to the Steamboat Dispatch” 🚨—Brought to you by the fine and questionably-sober minds behind Winds of W Mountain and your favorite haunted fishing shack with a microphone, Steamboat Dispatch 🎙️🛳️👻 Listener Advisory 👻This podcast contains high concentrations of speculative vapor, unlicensed metaphysics, and historically questionable steamboat lore. Side effects may include: sudden belief in local ghosts, mild possession by the spirit of Geraldine Farrar, and an uncontrollable desire to build a pirate tree stand on Lyon Mountain using only a tarp and raw ambition. Do not operate heavy Victorian machinery while listening.🧭 What’s Inside This Week’s Etheric Vapor?Picture it: a foggy dawn on Chateaugay Lake. A steamboat whistle echoes with notes suspiciously resembling a lost Charles Ives score. You lean forward. The compass spins. A voice—equal parts stage driver, cosmic archivist, and backwoods philosopher—whispers: "Welcome to the Dispatch."In this episode, Scrooge Hoy and the rest of the imaginary newsroom staff at Steamboat Dispatch throw open the mahogany double doors of the Cosmic Archives to welcome listeners—skeptical, scholarly, and supernatural alike—into the shimmering uncertainty of our auditory steamboat séance.No timelines. No hard facts. Just vibes. (And perhaps an eldritch accordion solo or two.)🎩 Why You Should Listen 🎩Because your Spotify algorithm never once recommended “Avant-Garde Pirate Improvisation” and frankly that’s a crime.Because you deserve to hear the truth about the Wendigo’s hootenanny.Because somewhere in the mist, you might just hear your own story echoed back… but weirder.🔥 Pull Quote from a Totally Real Listener:"I listened once and now my porch light blinks in Morse code. It’s either the ghost of Seth Thomas or I need an electrician. Five stars."📻 So grab your smoked Chateaugay salmon trout, hitch up the mule of your imagination, and subscribe now to The Winds of W Mountain on all respectable podcast thingamajigs (and some disreputable ones too).🚢 It’s time to ride the Steamboat Dispatch—where folklore fogs the glasses, and history ain’t so much told as conjured.💬 New episodes appear whenever the mist ripens.🎙️ Subscribe, or risk being mildly judged by the ghost of Mose Sangamore.🔮 Hashtags of Semi-Cosmic Importance:#SteamboatDispatch #WindsOfWMountain #EthericVapor #AdirondackMystery #CosmicHoller #ChateaugayChronicles #SteampunkWithMoss #WendigoWhispers #PodcastOddity #HauntedHistory #AvantGardeBackwoods #SpeculativeSteamboat #FogFolkLore #SteamboatGothic #OccultOutdoorAudio