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FIRESIDE FOLKLORE: Sycamore Lore

01 April, 2011, 15:12
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In my childhood memories of trips from Canton, Ohio to Webster Springs, WV, I remember many things. Clutched hands at my stomach from the occasional motion sickness. Ears popping as we climbed the mountain roads thru Braxton County then descending into Webster County. I also remember the beauty of the autumn colors and the starkness of the mountains dressed in winter white shades when we ventured late in the year. The trees always seemed to welcome me in a familiar way, and the mountains beckoned to me like a warm hug from Grandma Brake.

One odd thing about this barren winter landscape always struck me as a bit creepy. Some of the trees I would see from the car appeared as if they were ghost like with mottled bark and gnarly limbs looking as if they belonged on the Wizard of Oz set before the flying monkeys  swooped down. I soon learned these stark looking trees were the great American Sycamores.

Platanus Occidentalis is the scientific name for the variety we are all familiar with. These mammoth trees can sometimes reach heights of over 100 feet tall and the trunks are often hollow in the giant specimens. The most well known Sycamore trees in West Virginia history would be the Big Sycamore tree on the Back Fork of Elk River in Webster County (which toppled in 2010) and the Pringle Tree near Buckhannon in Upshur County which housed the Pringle brothers for several years from 1761-1764.

What makes these trees stand out from other trees at this time of year? The bark of the tree flakes off in irregular masses leaving the surface speckled in white, gray and greenish brown colors causing an almost camouflage look to appear. As the tree grows, the bark splits and becomes almost ghostly in its color. No wonder there would be so many legends about this spooky looking species!

sycamoresherriWEBThe Native American Indians called these trees the Ghosts of the Forest. Probably the most notable Sycamore Indian lore stems from along the Little Kanawha River valley near Freeport. The Wyandotte’s spoke of twin Sycamore trees that stood along the old Indian trail near the Hughes River. As legends states, the great chief of the Evil Spirits became angry at two of his followers and cast them out along the water. These two evil spirits that had been cast across the water ended up colliding against two stately sycamore trees. All at once, the evilness spread into the trees causing them to become deformed with the limbs becoming grotesque. The Indians always believed these two trees were inhabited by the evil spirits and would be very careful when passing by. When settlers arrived and heard these tales, they would often laugh. That is until one of the settlers was found dead under one of the trees with the horrified look of having been scared to death frozen upon his face. Occasionally a defiant settler would scoff at the “haunted” trees and brag that he would cut them down for firewood. Usually after these threats were made…ill misfortune would occur to the unlucky boaster. One of the last known attempts to cut the evil trees down was made in 1840. This gentleman grabbed an axe to hack into one of the vexed trees and missed. The axe glanced off the tree and ended up lodged inside his leg. An artery was struck causing blood to spew at the base of the trunk where he promptly bled to death.

Legends such as these are embedded in West Virginia’s frontier history. As you travel along the highways and back roads, look out your window and see if you can spot the spooky limbs of the Sycamore. They do look unusual!

Sherri Brake lives in Muddlety, WV,  is a published author and paranormal investigator. Visit http://www.sherribrake.blogspot.com or Email sherri@hauntedhistory.net.

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