The Ghosts of Indian Springs

This has been a post that has been a long time coming.  Having lived here since 2001, I’ve listen to a lot of stories.  Here are the ones I know about.  If you’ve got different versions or can correct the details, feel free to jump in.  Can Indian Springs lay claim to the most haunted town in Nevada?

The Flight Nurse


On 3 April, 1999 a B0-105CBS-4 helicopter call sign Lifeguard 01 crashed near Old Ben Road.  It was snowing.  Witnesses and first responders stated that they were directed to the crash site by “a woman with flashlights”.  Nearing the crash site no one could find this woman.  The crash was fatal for the three people on board.  Flight Nurse Kathy Batterman was the only female on board.  During the crash she was ejected from the aircraft and then was crushed when the fuselage rolled over her.

Over the years she has appeared up and down Old Ben Road and as far south as the Senior Center.

The Old Woman

Back in the pioneer days a family lived in a cabin located in a valley North of Indian Springs.  The loneliness and isolation  got to her and she killed her husband and children.  To this day she has been spotted along Old Ben Road.  Notably, my son and his friend encountered her on Old Ben Road while walking back to town after getting a flat tire.  She was dressed in a black dress and refused to talk when they asked if she had a cell phone.

Wild Bill

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The “Dirty Moe” character of the casino is said to be based on “Wild Bill”.

George and Belle Lattimer owned a ranch where the Indian Springs casino is now located.  In 1906, George was bitten by an insect (maybe a Brown Recluse) and Belle hitched the wagon to take him into the doctor.  A 16 year old Paiute Indian boy named Coachie Siegmuller was left to watch the ranch.  While they were gone Coachie saw another Paiute named Bill “Wild Bill” Williams approached the ranch.  Wild Bill was known as a “Bad Indian” and Coachie was terrified of him. Williams was notorious for exploiting young Paiute men by hiring them out to local ranchers and then pocketing their wages.  Williams was there that day to collect some of these wages.   Finding no one home, Wild Bill stretched out on the porch and was soon fast asleep.  Coachie felt he needed to defend the ranch and fetched a rifle from the kitchen.  He silently crept up on Wild Bill and shot him in the head.  He pled guilty to the murder and was sentenced to death.  The Paiute reservation threatened to go to war over this and to keep the peace Coachie was sentenced three years in the Carson City prison.  The Lattimers buried Wild Bill behind the ranch. Dogs kept digging him up so he was buried a few times before he stayed put.
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The presence of Wild Bill still manifests itself in the casino.  The ceiling fans in the cafe spin by themselves.  Cans fly off the pantry shelves.  Dishes and such  are occasionally shattered on the floor. The Air Force took the casino claiming Immanent Domain and destroyed it claiming it was too close to the runway.

The casino is shaped like a cactus but previous owners painted brown over the green.

The Train

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Las Vegas and Tonopah Railroad depot, Indian Springs, Nevada, 1915

In 1906 Indian Springs became a way station and watering place for the Las Vegas and Tonopah Railroad.  The original rail line ran along what is now known as Winston Road.  The LV&T ceased operation in 1918.  But on quiet nights and sometimes during the day you can hear the train whistle low.Someone still lives in the Depot on Winston Road. Someone still lives in the Depot on Winston Road.

The Indian Bells

In the 1840’s and before the White Man came The Southern Paiute lived around the flat area near the natural springs where they grew crops of corn, gourds, pumpkins and other tasty veggies.  In 1858, the Mormons came through and named the place “Willow Springs” but that was later changed to “Indian Springs” because of well….the Indians.

The site of the original Paiute village is in the still vacant field behind to the current Post Office.  It’s the corner of Lincoln and MacFarland if you want to go look for yourself.  On quiet nights you can hear the sounds of bells as the long dead Indian celebrate.

The Bicycle Boy

This one is personal.  I was driving home from work at about 10:30 PM.  As I was about to turn into the Pioneer Mobile Home Park there at the corner of Clark and MacFarland I was horrified by the sound of me hitting “something”.  To make it worse I saw a body fly across the hood of my car.  Indian Springs is in need of some street lights and the kids tend to stroll up and down the roads on “dates”.  To make things worse they like to wear dark clothes.  I’m always on the alert to spot them but on this night I knew I hit one.

I jumped out of the car and found NOTHING.  No body. No kid.  Just me and my car on a dark road.

A few years earlier a boy was struck and killed by a car at that very spot.  Others have claimed to see him still crossing the road.  Sometimes on a bike.  Sometimes on foot.

The Old Man

Back in about 1994 an old man died in his bed of a massive heart attack.  The coroner reported that he had been “Scared to Death”.  To this day his ghost haunts the trailer on Boulder Lane telling current renters that “Everything will be all right.”

Any Indian Springers out there with better stories?

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Readers in the comments mentioned humanoids being seen on the MacFarland and Fisher ranches.  Someone sent us pictures.

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The Battle of Gettysburg 160 Years Ago

Today is the 160th anniversary of the Battle of Gettysburg.  After three days of hard fighting, the two armies suffered between 46,000 and 51,000 casualties.

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General Robert E. Lee invaded Pennsylvania commanding the Army of Northern Virginia some 70,000 strong.  The campaign started in July of 1862 and lasted until Lee was routed from Gettysburg.  During the first days of the campaign the Confederate army marched through Pennsyvanian towns with the Northern women pelting the soldiers with vegetables.  In rebuke one soldier was remembered to have said , “Madam, how do like us coming back into the union this way?”

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During the filming of the Ted Turner film “Gettysburg” , Civil War reenactors came from all over the country to participate in the first authorized reenactment on the actual battle field.  During a break, a group of men  noticed a fellow reenactor emerge from the woods.  “He smelled real bad”, remembered one man.  The man said to them, “Rough one today, ay boys?”  The men agreed with him as they complemented him on his authentic  garb.  He had a quizzical look on his face and asked them how they were situated for ammunition.  When they replied that they had no ammunition, the man reached into his pouch and produced  a handful of  musket rounds.   He apologized for not having more to share. As they were inspecting their gifts the man turned and disappeared back into the woods.

58 caliber ammunition cartridge.

Noticing that they didn’t look like the rounds issued to them, they went to the head of props for the film, who told them they weren’t issued by him. Later they made their way into Gettysburg proper to have them checked out, and were chilled to learn that they were genuine musket rounds, dating from the time of the battle.

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During the battle, the 20th Maine regiment was marching towards the Pennsylvania hamlet when they struck a fork in the road and found themselves unsure which direction to proceed. Luckily for them, a mounted rider appeared, albeit in somewhat unusual and old-fashioned uniform, who directed them in the right direction, and even brought them to the top of Little Round Top, where they became famous for repelling one of the first massive assaults on the union lines. Even as they followed this unnamed rider, many found his appearance unusual, particular the eerie glow which seemed to emanate from him. When he disappeared without a word, many were convinced that he was not of this earth. Lincoln’s Secretary of War,  did a proper investigation of the matter, and was told by Colonel Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain, Commmander of  the regiment, “We know not what mystic power may be possessed by those who are now bivouacking with the dead. ”




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“Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth” – President Abraham Lincoln