We had a funky time the first time we went to this cemetery. My ghost hunting partner and I rambled around the place at night, getting a feel for it, but it took only a few minutes to realize something felt very wrong. I stood near some headstones just to the right of the entrance and I felt dizzy. It distinctly felt like something was chasing around the cemetery, zooming past me, sometimes close, sometimes far away, but speeding around like a lunatic. I had a sense of something in fright running from it. I couldn't explain it except to say that I spent the evening chasing its trek and taking shots, even though there was no breeze.
My hunting partner agreed. Something seemed to moving about. I felt it was up in the air above us, swooshing and racing, and full of mischief. I couldn't describe it any further than that, but the shots all evening showed something that appeared to be chasing something. I have a feeling about orbs that they are completely explainable, but this phenomenon felt very very odd and for a windless night, it was especially bizarre. I'll let you evaluate the photos and decide. These are only a few of them.
I have to admit this cemetery is extremely atmospheric and old west feeling and has a huge population. It's built on the tailings from the mines and I believe that attributes to the feel of it. It is very gothic and moody. If you want pictures of seriously creepy headstones in a rocky hillside setting, this place is one of the best (along with the Mayer Cemetery-will cover that in another piece).
You know that uneasy feeling most folks get in Sedona? The first 24 hours there I always have an immense headache until I acclimate and then I just feel super energetic... Well, Bisbee's Evergreen Cemetery is much like that. It feels downright uninviting and creepy.
The best way I can describe to find it is to keep driving out of town towards the mines and when you hit the round-about, turn right after the gas station--the street the gas station sits along. It's on the left. You can tell by the Cypress trees--the "dead" giveaway for any town's cemetery in the west.