It is still upsetting to see the walls tumbling over and much of the wood timbers rotting away. The crew was fascinated with the place, and they began getting some shots of us explaining how we conduct ourselves in the area. I also noticed more and more cool evidence of the house this place once was, such as electrical fixtures, conduit pipe, and part of a door jamb. We came across an old Diet Pepsi bottle, perhaps from the fifties or sixties. Katie took a sample of glass which could easily have come from a window. We will look into carbon dating this evidence. At her suggestion ,we would also like to come back to do some EMF sweeps of the foundation to see if this has something to do with our batteries always dying out here.

We decided to head to a local cemetery next. I led the crew while commenting on how we conduct our research on our outings. We�ve never really tried to connect these graves with the Leeds or Shourds families, but it�s definitely something worth looking into in the future. We got some more interviewing done, and decided to head back to the cars. The crew wanted to get shots of us in hunt mode, so we led them down one of the many trails we know. We got a visit by a small snake, which was pretty cool. Then the prints began. Some obviously deer tracks but a collection of others, which for the first time we decided to cast in plaster. Katie went to work and got her hands dirty, expertly mixing the plaster and filling the entire void of the print. None of these prints made a discernable pattern, however. We were running short of daylight and as the crew got some scenic shots, we decided to take them out to the docks for some night hunting and pick up the casting later.

Despite the bugs and bats flying around us, it turned out to be a pretty nice night. No dead birds or other weird stuff to report from the docks. The spectacular view of Atlantic City and its proximity inspired some talk about how the Pine Barrens are slowly being eaten away at the edges by encroaching development. We also took some time out there to share some of the more exciting and creepy stories of devil hunting over the years, as well as our opinions about the legend and what we do. The crew wanted to see some of the field work first hand, so they stepped aside and filmed as we headed for the woods in full on hunt mode. A the edge of the woods we began to hear a strange squawking sound and some rustling in the distance. The crew followed as we plunged into the thick section of woods that none of us had ever been in before, except for me and a friend in the early days. If it was a bird of some kind making the noise, it wasn�t scared of humans because the trajectory remained the same. We surprised the crew when we circled up and switched our maglites off. The noises stopped. After spending over two hours in the heat and bugs, we all decided to call it a night and headed back to JD�s.

Miraculously, no one had any ticks at all, despite hunt 37�s plethora of them. The crew was great tonight, and we were very pleased with the expedition. We all got a bite to eat, parted ways and headed home.

Well, that's our story for Hunt #38. Questions? Comments? E-mail us at [email protected]. Want to join us? Click here for the online application!