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Oakland Cemetery Tour in the Rain

By Ghosts, Oakland Cemetery, Oakland Tour, photography
Last year’s Oakland Cemetery Tour was a almost bust as far as photography goes. I took this photo of Jenny while there was a tiny bit of daylight left.

There was no moon at all and it it was pouring rain. I did get to test my camera condom which protected my gear from getting soaked. The gloomy photo below accurately shows the weather.

Since there was barely any light, I tried long exposures and and high ISO settings.

There was one moment of the tour that moved me. There is a statue of a great lion near the unknown Confederate dead from the Civil War. The lion watches over them like a tireless guard. It was powerful.

Not every year can be a winner. By comparison, I captured a photo of what might have been a ghost the previous year… judge for yourself by looking at the last photo here.

Haunted Ghost Tour in Oakland Cemetery

By Atlanta, Ghosts, Halloween, history, Oakland Cemetery
My wife and I were invited to participate in one of Atlanta’s coolest yearly events… the historic ghost tour in Oakland Cemetery. In my opinion this is one of the most peaceful and beautiful places in the city. Unlike today’s fields of fake flowers, this one has amazing sculptures, monuments and mausoleums. And it has almost 70,000 souls buried there.
We arrived right before sunset which is the perfect time to see Atlanta’s buildings and grave markers blend together into some ghosty city.

The view changed by the second as the sun raced towards the horizon.
Some of the mausoleums were open giving a rare glimpse inside.
The moon was rising over the city at the same time. I should also mention that all of these photos were taken with my phone. I left my camera at the house so I could be social and not “on the job”.
We were met my the “ghosts” of six people buried in there. They told us their stories and how they each got to where they are today. Some of the stories were funny, and others sad. 
Each one was a real breathing person once, now words to read on a stone. 
The guide told us that it is said people die three times. Once on their last breath, once when they are laid to rest and the final time when they are no longer remembered.
Some people may find this place scary or creepy, but I do not. To me, these are monuments to loved ones, friends and family. We already plan to make this a yearly event.
Did the dead know were were there? Did they see us visiting?
I may have seen a ghost on the way out… What do you think?