From: “D. Lutz” (email@example.com)
Subject: Omaha’s Hummel Park
Date: Wed, 29 Nov 2000 05:37:07 -0600
In Omaha, there is a city park on the northern outskirts named Hummel Park. This is quite possibly the most haunted place in the city, if not the state.
The background of this park is very macabre to begin with. In the early 1900’s, Omaha was notorious for being very racist. Lynch mobs would ride through town and hang or otherwise mutilate any black people that happened to be in sight. As with today, most black people in Omaha back then lived in the northern part of town. So the mobs would ride through and do their thing up there the most, knowing this. They hanged so many black people that the trees still bow over the road leading to Hummel Park. The weird part is that young trees and even the grass lean toward the road outside the park and even inside the park.
All of this death associated with the park seems to have warped the very ground it’s on. There are altars of Satanic worship scattered throughout the park (I’ve seen one of them up close…….Not cool), there is a lodge on the south side of the park where a collection of albinos live. They like to frequent the park at night, and they absolutely detest normal people (from what I hear). The lodge itself looks like a giant wooden igloo. The entire thing is fenced off-guess why.
My most recent visit follows: Sara, Kyra, and myself(jeff) decided to go out of sheer boredom. We arrived at 5:04 am (this time of year the sun doesn’t rise until about 7:30 or 8:00am). Still looking like the middle of the night and very Blair Witch Project-ish, we proceed. As we were driving up to the entrance a rock or something hit the outside of the drivers side door. It scared poor Sara to death, so she insisted on eveyone holding hands. I obliged, and on we went. For some reason, just as we pull up, it started to rain. This particular entrance seems to have been cut right out of the side of the hill, because the sides are incredibly steep. Sara pointed out that halfway up the left side a few feet inside the park was where she saw the ghost car several years ago. Apparently her and bunch of her friends saw a late model car wrecked impossibly up the side of this hill, like God had picked it up, smashed it against this big bowing tree and left it suspended there. Later that night, a car with a highly damaged front end chased them out of the park and disappeared as soon as they left (there’s more to it than that, but I digress…). We drove around for a while and saw a picnic area. We decided to investigate. And right in front of us was the morphing stairs. All three of us got out and ascended them and counted each cracked, crumbling one, finally reaching 188. I saw something on the top of the last one and asked Sara to point the flashlight at it. The number 188 was clearly spray painted, confirming our count. I turned around and saw the altar, and in the dim light of Sara’s maglite, I saw inverted crosses and pentagrams and decided to myself that was enough for me. We turned around and headed back down the stairs, being sure to keep count. When we reached the car, the official count was 183. And no spray painted numbers. Off to our right we saw another possible altar. Upon investigation, all we saw was the numbers 4:20, a few names and gang grafitti. We figured this was just a place to get high. Satisfied by this, we started toward the car, when we heard a low rumbling sound, like an earthquake, then this horrible screaming. I thought it might have been racoons we saw earlier, but I’ve never heard them make that kind of sound. We were in that car and out of there. As soon as we left the picnic area, Kyra’s stomach ached badly and Sara tasted blood, like her gums were bleeding. I felt somewhat dizzy and disoriented. Outside of the park we headed for the interstate to get back home when Sara and I noticed that the left side of the car was heavy and visibly leaning to that side. She even got out and checked for flats, which there weren’t. We heard that weird knocking 3 more times. We had a passenger we didn’t want. After getting lost and again finding the park, the weight lifted. Physical ailments went away. We went home with the only sound being the Misfits in the cd player. Noone spoke a word.
The park is in North Omaha on J.J. Pershing Dr. off of 30th street (the intersection’s marked by a strange barn type building on the right) and is open daily 5 am to 11pm. The fine for trespassing after hours is 25 dollars plus court costs, though I doubt the police will set foot outside of their cruisers.
Ed from Omaha adds:
Subject: Hummel Park
Date: Monday, September 08, 2003 10:11 PM
I, being an Omaha resident am very familiar with the park, having spent a lot of time there hiking and picnicking with my family and friends throughout the years. I agree that it is probably haunted, but I just wanted to set a few facts straight for you. The afore mentioned “albino village” or wooden igloo building that you identified on the park’s south end is or was, a swanky private restaurant called the A-RI-RANG Club. The albino village is purely an urban legend that has been circulating since my dad was a teen in the late 50’s and probably even before. Unfortunately, the park is run down due to budget cuts in our city, but it was not always so. Even into the late 1990’s the park was very well maintained and police patrolled it almost hourly. A caretaker lived on site until just recently, his job being cut and the house torn down. Now the park is left to vandals and pseudo satanic worshippers. It is a very beautiful park, and I am trying to get community support and voluteer help to restore it to former glories. My brothers and I are amateur ghost hunters as well, and would be very interested to hear from you. Thanks, Ed
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From: “Bob Myers” (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Subject: From Omaha (fan of your site)
Date: Thursday, January 06, 2005 9:32 PM
Hello, I live in Omaha and went to hummel day camp as a kid growing up. But as I got older I found out alot of things out about it. It is haunted, the most haunted place in Nebraska. The park is full satanic symbols including upside down crosses and pentagrams. It is the last place anyone would wana be alone at during night time. I refuse to even drive through not because of the city fine, but because of the people around and the evil that is present. High Schoolers enter the park just looking for a scare but they dont know anything about the parks history. Violence, Death, Lynching and the list keeps on going. At the bottom of the stairs, the satanic alter is called the lions den. It is defaced with many satanic symbols. Hummel is talked about by most high schoolers around here. Some people in Omaha admit that they believe it is haunted, while others could care less. Hummel park is by the far the scariest place at night even in a car. You will hear all kinds of sounds and see some very strange things. If you choose to enter the park after dark, do not go alone even if it is a huge bet, you might not come out the same.
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Subject: Omaha, Nebraska’s Hummel Park
Date: Thursday, January 20, 2005 10:06 PM
I was born in Omaha, and have lived here for going on 32 years, so I have heard all the rumours and stories about Hummel Park, and have been there quite a few times.
The “morphing steps” that Jeff in the first email wrote you about are called “the Hundred Steps.” The local legend about them is that you can count them as many times as you like, you won’t get the same amount of steps each time. There are four, I think, sets of steps going up to a flat concrete round on the top of the four sided hill. It IS a site known for Satanist activity, however.
I heard the stories about the Albinos living in the park. I also heard the same thing that Ed heard about them – that it wasn’t true about a colony of albinos living in the park. I’ve never seen an albino in the park, and as I’ve said, I’ve been there many times in the past 14 years (1991-2005).
On the road to the park, there is a tall tree that looks like it’s spelling out the word “HI.” You have to pay close attention to the road going by on the OPPD side of the road or you’ll miss it.
My own experience in the park:
It was late September, 1991. I was 18 years old then. I had just gotten married about a week before. Late one night, my husband’s cousin Ronnie, his girlfriend and a friend of Gary’s (my ex-husband) named Shawn, came and collected my husband and myself from our home in South Omaha and one of the places we went was Hummel Park. I had never been there before in my life but had heard a few of the rumours. I had no prior opinion about the place, actually, so I wasn’t expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen.
Ok, so we went to Hummel and stopped on a moonlit gravel road deep inside the park. Gary, Shawn and I exited the van as Ronnie and his girlfriend, Wendy, were given some privacy. Gary and Shawn were standing alongside the van, goofing off, while I sat in the grass on the side of the road (cold gravel on your butt is uncomfortable). We’d been outside the van about a good half an hour when I heard a woman give a long, echoing scream of what sounded like fear and pain in the distance. I asked Gary and Shawn if they heard it. They of course asked me what I was talking about. Then it happened again, and this time they heard it the same as I did. At that time, regardless of what Ronnie and Wendy were doing, we all hurried to get into the van and drive off as quick as we could. Gary and Shawn were more scared than I was. They thought that the Albinos were torturing someone, I thought that it was more likely that it was the resident Satanists.
As we drove out of the park, following that gravel road which was increasingly bracketed by trees as we followed it, there was someone following us out of the park. As with one of the other accounts on your site, the car disappeared once we got far enough out. Didn’t turn off on another road, as this road we were following didn’t have any turn offs that I could see, it just was there one second, gone the next.
I have since been there many times during the day and at night. The only odd thing that I have experienced since my first visit was that I got an uneasy, evil-like feeling at many places in the park, including the top of the Hundred Steps. Considering that Satanists (the kind that really do exist and you don’t know who they are and they’re not as nice as Anton LeVay Satanists) are extremely active in the area of the park, that’s not something I see as really odd.
Oh, and by the way, the Police DO patrol Hummel and they DO get out of their cruisers, as I found out late one night in 1996, with my friends Cindy and Chris. And the ticket I got for trespassing was a fat $76. It was Chris’s idea to go into the park as I remember.
17 Replies to “Hummel Park (Omaha, Nebraska)”
Hey everyone, just wanted to share a few things I know. Been to the park a few times in the summer of 2013. ME and my friends went after hours around 1, 2 a.m. and explored the park. We heard some screaming from time to time which was really scary. We also get the feel that someone was ALWAYS watching us. We saw headlights from time to time but there was no car and then the lights would just vanish. The creepiest part is on the outside edge of the park with a burnt down house that is a satanic altar. The garage has an altar thing in it with spray painting and dead animals cascaras and bones. Need less to say after that we left the park. cant wait to go back again but some really scary stuff that goes on. Defiantly haunted with cults
I have been in the park like idk almost every Saturday just bc I wana see if somethin is gona happnd but nope. Nuthin happnd. I have walk in there lik for 2hr. One day it was just my friend and me. I thought something was gona happnd bc we were only 2. But again nunthin. Nd I think everything ppl say about th park is a lie.
I grew up in Omaha, also, during the 60’s. I loved reading all of the stories about Hummel Park. We had a lot of fun there. The had two drop offs, that they called Angel’s slide and Devil’s slide. Devil’s slide was the steepest. We had lost of stories about the ghosts in the park, like the lady who drove off of the bride and died and sometimes at night you could see her through the fog, coming back to the bridge. Cool Stuff. The albino Village was farther west on Rainwood Road. A lot of teenagers used to go out there and annoy the owners of the property. They had a large gate that they could close from the house, so it seemed spooky. One night, oh, about 1963 a teenager was shot and killed at the so-called Albino Village. We would go to Todds Drive-in, at 76th and Dodge and get Big Todds and Onion Rings and Cherry Cokes and then, some nights we would all go out to Albino Village and get spooked. It was a spooky place. There was also a Sunken Grave Yard, farther out West, that we would go to. There were very old graves, that had the soil washed away, so the coffins were closer to the surface, when coffins were used, of course. I hadn’t heard about the lynchings in Hummel Park, though I wouldn’t doubt it. There was a lynching in downtown Omaha, earlier in the Century. Omaha…An interesting place to have grown up.
Hello Roger, question..was the crying bridge, the bridge the lady drove her car off of in the actual park or on the outskirts….
I used to mentor troubled youth when I lived in Omaha. One such kid told me the Albino story, and swore that he and his friend saw an albino one night. I took him up there during the day after a word of prayer. We saw nothing but graffiti made by stoners and Satanists. No, I don’t recommend going there or any other isolated area like it alone at night. It’s just common sense!
I went to Hummel park for the first time last night seeing as I am moving out of state this Friday. My sister in laws boy friend said the first time he went to Hummel park after dark he found at one of the ritual sites they found a size five boys shirt up in the tree with what looked like blood on it. To get to this spot there are two ways. When they left they took the other way and they found in the ditch an abandoned van with a child’s car seat in the back. He parked his truck so that his head lights were flashing on the van and before they could get out they heard a loud noise behind his truck. Needless to say they took off. They went back a short while later and the van was gone. When we went their yesterday our first stop was at the building that has the little play ground next to it. The whole time we were walking around it felt like there was something watching us. We then drove to the bottom of the devils stair case and there was a silver car parked with no one in it. There was trash and clothing items littered all over. So we decided to drive back to the top of the stairs. When we got their we heard someone scream. So to spook them and to ease the tension some of us screamed back. As quick as we could we drove back down to the bottom of the stair case and the silver car was gone. Everything else was still there. Two of my friends got out to look at it all and while they were doing that they heard chanting and humming coming from the top of the stair case. So scared and uneasy as we were we went to the sacrificial spot that has an actual altar. This was also near the spot were they found the young girl burried in a shallow grave after being murdered. Cause jess and I are wusses and we both had a very uneasy feeling we stayed in the car. AEveryone else got out cause they wanted to see the burn marks left by a van that someone set on fire a few weeks ago. We quickly left after that. We kept driving back and forth between the three spots hoping to see the silver car that dissapeard. Never did though. Other than the uneasy feeling of being watched and seeing two racoons, a rabbit, and a cat nothing too spooky. I am going back during the day tomorrow to see the trees cause it was too dark out to really see them last night.
one dark night I was at humble park I heard a noise then someone grabbed me I felt someone suck my dick the end
No albinos dumbass they’re dimensional beings fr another dimension they dont have any fucking albinos ya retard!
Glad you have this. I experienced something strange back in 1997. I was in my car with 3 other people and when I left the park around 1 am-ish my car was on flat ground. I put the car in reverse but, the car moved 2 ft fwd. the next day i went to an auto place and everything checked out normal. I was standing by what could of been a shelter and it had a fire place. it was about 13 or so feet away from it and my whole body froze, I mean I felt something evil I had this feeling of being touched (staic, goose bumps, and hair standing on my arm.) I do think there is a portal in that park. Where, I have no idea but, I could sence it. I know Lynch Park is hunted as well. since my name is Lynch i might have some kind of connnection to that park. Hummel park is haunted that is what got me into studying the paranormal.
There were no lynchings in Hummel Park.
I have grown up in Omaha. My friends and I have all been to the park. I am glad somebody else remembers the “hi” tree. Back when I was in school it use to be the “cool” thing to do to go to the park. The only albino I ever saw there was a friend that we had taken down there as a set up for scaring some girls. It worked to good as the girls freaked out and never hung out with us again. Not that I blame them. if I ever see them again I would apologize for such an idiotic, juvenile and totally male prank. As a 43 year old father now I hope no immature males do that kind of thing to my daughters. Although my 21 year old would probably scare the hell out of them back.
I grew up in Omaha, specifically Ponds Hills, which happens to be relatively close to Hummel Park. I’m familiar with all the rumors, and all the facts. I went to Day Camp there when I was younger, may be 10 or 11. I remember having teenage counselors that did not do their jobs very well. Kids were often getting hurt, lost kids due to miscounted headcounts after long hikes. Very little structure, if any. The park was always creepy to me. I’m wondering why now, after reading all the facts in the history of the park years later still no record of the drowning that took place there. Mid 80’s? I don’t remember where exactly, but the counselors took us on very long walks/ hikes and we ended up at some swampy body of water with a dock. A child drowned that day and died. Camp ended early that year. Never went back to that day camp! It was a very surreal experience to have gone through as a child.
I have frequented the park many times at night and never have I once not felt the evil presence. There’s always the feeling that something’s in the trees watching and waiting. Always that looming feeling of being followed buy some unknown spectral presence. Of course that could be chalked up to the Mind Playing Tricks the night mixed with the isolation alone leaves one with an uneasy feeling. But that’s the night visits. During the day feeling for me is Amplified. Maybe it’s my curiosity perhaps it’s something else far more sinister but I’m always compelled to go to parts of the park where a steep cliff seems to come out of nowhere I’ve almost fallen many times from Heights enough to kill me. As if something is luring me wanting me fall to my death. For a park that has over two hundred acres I seem to find myself drawn to the same areas… The same areas that countless people reported sightings or feelings of uneasiness or sickness that suddenly comes and suddenly goes. Now I’ll be the first to say that many of the legends of Hummel Park May well be exaggerated. But there is no denying the presence of the evil there. You can feel it watching you following you penetrating you.
i have camped there years ago after hiking 8 miles to get there.I hiked up the steep cliff.A fox followed me up.the thing sat there 10 feet away watching me pitch my tent.We use to bike,hike and cook there.
North High class of 69 no pun intended…Bunch of us to spend the nite was our senior year came down to it after excuces there was just the two of us .Nothing unusual happened all nite long.Until morning right before sunrise ,the strangest noise I’ve ever heard sounded like someone was dragging a big hollow cvc pipe down the road. But instead of coming from one direction it was like suround sound and kept getting louder until it suddenly stopped.Not scary just weird!
My friend and I went out there tonight at 3AM. We were just going to go night hiking. By the time we almost arrived to the entrance to Hummel park we were driving like 25 miles a hour down the narrow road. And like out of no where we saw this white thing on the side of the road and as we got closer I looked right at it. Was like it was wearing a dress. Its face was super orange and abstract. And there was this giant thing standing behind it. But it was looking right at us. We flipped out and I told my friend to keep driving and out of the forest there were these redish long lanky arms grabbing at the truck. So we were freaking out and drove on and the truck was like swerving out of my friends control. And this deer comes flying out of the woods and we ran it over. Then the truck just stopped shaking and we were away. But dude just don’t go there. Place is super cursed or something.