Paranormal record / 1745
Midsummer Eve, 1745. Below Souther Fell in Cumberland, the Lancaster family called out their neighbours. About 26 people gathered. Then they watched an army ride across a mountainside no army could cross. Horsemen moved five in rank along the steep face of the fell, with the likeness of carriages among them. The column filled near half a mile. It held a swift march for above an hour, until darkness took it. Next morning they climbed the fell. They saw not the vestige or print of a foot. The farms below had seen this before, and were laughed at. This time there were too many witnesses to laugh at.
Souther Fell rises to 522 metres in the Northern Fells of the Lake District, just south of Mungrisdale. A writer in 1747 called it "a distinguish'd mountain of itself, encompass'd quite round", with the Glenderamackin at its foot. Its sides are steep. Too steep for an army. Too steep for anything on wheels.