Once upon a nightmare, many memories ago, there lived - and died - the town of Bridgewood. It existed here, on this hallowed ground.
As legend has it, a mining supply train was making its way late on night from Nevada to the coast of Southern California. The train was crossing an old wooden trestle in the tolling hills of what is now southern Orange County, when the structure gave out under the tremendous weight of the locomotive. The mighty engine fell nose-first into a dry riverbed below, and the rest of the cars followed. The gunpowder and dynamite the train was hauling ignited, and the entire area went up in a series of explosions that could be seen and heard for miles. None of the train’s crew survived the blast.
The Legend of Boot Hill - Where Spirits Never Rest BOOT HILL rises from the fog for it's 17th year to haunt the residence at 16 Goldenrod in Irvine, California. The unearthly spirits from the Old West town of Bridgewood will materialize for EIGHT…Read More »