Who was the Grey Man of Bellister?
Many lonely and remote parts of the UK echo with tales of local spirits. The Grey Man of Bellister is no exception.
Fond of a (now) ruined castle and a broken road, the Grey Man wanders in twilight. Yet he’s not a regular presence. Some believe he hasn’t been seen for at least 50 years.
That’s probably for the best. Old tales tell of disaster following a sighting.
But anyway. Get comfortable and leave the mundane world aside for a few moments.
Come and meet the Grey Man of Bellister…
The Blenkinsopp family built Bellister Castle and it remained in their family until 1470. A description in 1776 said it was “a ragged and confused pile of mouldering walls, without any ornament or beauty.”One night, a wandering minstrel knocked on the door. He sought food and shelter in exchange for music. The Baron agreed and invited him in.
As the wine and music flowed, the Baron grew suspicious. Could the minstrel be a spy in disguise for one of his neighbours? Or his enemies?
He glared at the minstrel all night. Eventually, the old man begged to retire for the night. No doubt he’d grown more than a little frightened of the Baron’s animosity.
But the Baron couldn’t shake his suspicions. He ordered the minstrel be brought before him. A search of the castle revealed the minstrel had left. The Baron set loose the bloodhounds, who found him cowering on the banks of the Tyne.
According to one version of the tale, the dogs tear the minstrel to pieces before the Baron arrives. In another, the Baron rescues the minstrel, only to have him hanged from a nearby tree.
The minstrel’s guilt (or innocence) was never proven. But the Grey Man became the Baron’s constant companion. He often followed the Baron along the road to Bellister whenever he returned after sunset.
The Grey Man hounded the Baron into an early grave. He became a harbinger of doom for the Blenkinsopp family. Disaster followed every sighting.
The extinction of the Blenkinsopp family did little to quench the Grey Man’s desire for revenge.
M. A. Richardson’s Table Book (1842-5) tells a tale of an encounter with the Grey Man of Bellister some 50 years previously. A young man needed work, and he made his way towards Bellister Castle. He crossed the Tyne at Haltwhistle and the path became broken and difficult.
Night approached and he didn’t want to be on the road alone. He saw a figure up ahead. He hadn’t seen anyone since he crossed the river. But he put his unease aside at the prospect of company.
The lad shouted out a greeting but the traveller didn’t respond. He neither slowed down nor stopped. Long white hair tumbled down his back. A grey cloak flapped around his ankles. The lad later reported that he carried a bundle of some description.
The job seeker finally reached the decrepit gateway of the old castle. The stranger finally turned to look at him. A bloody gash tore open his white face. Dried blood stained his beard and cloak.
The Grey Man pointed at the ruin.He scowled and vanished into thin air.
Clearly shaken by the experience, the young man continued onto a nearby house. The mistress took him in and he told his story.
She shook her head when he finished, fearful for his safety. Tales abounded of a spirit haunting the lonely road. Calamity always ensued whenever it appeared.
Her fears proved well-founded. The lad fell ill that evening and died before morning.
Richardson explained “the Grey Man no longer appears at Bellister, or traverses the broken pathway … But Bellister and its vicinity continues to be a haunted and forbidden place after nightfall.”
Tales of the Grey Man are most prolific during the 19th century. The 20th century featured the occasional sighting.
Whether the Grey Man exists or not, people still consider it unwise to venture along that road or the riverbank after dark…
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