The Ghost Of Olivas Adobe

In case San Diego's Whaley House is excessively far far removed, the following best spot for phantoms on-request in Southern California might be Ventura's Olivas Adobe. Neighborhood phantom hunting legend Richard Senate has as of late finished a narrative with regards to the site, and the spirits obviously obliged, showing up on camera and before witnesses. A midweek evening visit, when the spot is moderately abandoned, is maybe the best an ideal opportunity to search for the upset apparition of Senora Teodoro Olivas.

Senora Olivas had excuse to be stressing out: the helpless lady siphoned out 21 children prior to hanging up her prods. There might be another explanation she decides to oversee her home, which was finished in 1851. Her significant other, Don Raimondo Olivas was deeded 2,200 sections of land of land lining the Ventura shore in appreciation for his administration in the Mexican Army under General Santa Barbara. He named it Rancho San Miguel. By smart political moving and difficult work, Olivas became perhaps the most well off farmer in Alta California. Parties held at the adobe went on for quite a long time. All of this obviously made him an objective for scoundrels, who organized an awful assault on his home in 1855.

The burglars gathered together the family and workers and afterward scanned the justification for assets. Here, the story gets fluffy. One adaptation keeps up with that a believed Indian worker was furtively given Don Raimundo's fortune box, supposedly containing somewhere in the range of $3,000 to $75,000 in gold coins (contingent upon which story you decide to accept) to cover on the grounds while Raimundo slowed down the criminals. At the point when the worker effectively finished his main goal, he got back to the adobe and was shot before the bandits understood that he was the main individual who knew where the reserve was covered up.

The bandidos fared somewhat better on the off chance that you decide to go with the second form of occasions: After one of them struck Senora Olivas to the ground and ripped her studs off, the gathering figured out how to cart away the fortune and make for the slopes. They before long understood that a sizable gang had been gathered together to find them, so the crate was covered in the mountains somewhere close to Ventura and Santa Barbara. Nobody has yet tracked down the lost gold. As per Senate, somewhere around one of the hoodlums moved away, yet not until the end of time: "An individual named Encarnacion Berryessa was in a bar in LA bragging his numerous insidious deeds—one of which was the burglary of Olivas Adobe. The great supporters of the bar took him out and hung him."

Guests have seen Senora Olivas anxiously pacing the high patio along the back of the house. She is wearing dark and for the most part vanishes in midstream. Volunteers at the Adobe regularly hear strides going up the creaky steps or pacing on sheets above, yet see nobody when the region is checked. Armchairs in the reestablished rooms slant to and fro when nobody is close, and items move from their typical areas short-term when the spot is abandoned. Figures have showed up in the upper windows, looking harshly down on surprised observers. One night in 2004, Senate figured out how to catch on an advanced camera the picture of a whiskery male face looking in one of the higher up windows. The window is 18 feet over the ground, with no gallery or edge. A touch still up in the air that the face looks like Nicolas Olivas, oldest child of Don Raimundo and his better half. Maybe he was searching for one of his fingers, which was shot off in the theft.

The Olivas Adobe is a State and National Historic Monument, and is situated at 4200 Olivas Park Drive, south of the town of Ventura, close to parkway 101. Albeit the grounds are open every day, visits are just presented on ends of the week from 10AM to 4PM