I gotta say, my ghost outfit was quite the hit. In fact, I couldn’t get the spirits to stop talking to me.  Let’s just say I now know the entire Skelly family tree’s personal idiotic grudges that they still hold onto even in death. Did you know that one year, Frideswithe’s pumpkin patch encroached onto some cousin’s turnip field and the whole thing turned into an ugly legal battle? Well now you do, and you didn’t have to sit through a three-hour lecture on it.

I finally got around to asking if anybody had heard of any legendary creatures, and they all got deathly quiet. One finally spoke, and in a very ominous tone said, “Turnip Head Ambrose.” Apparently, about a century ago, a giant prize-winning turnip was stolen from the Shadowglen Faire. They never found out who did it, but a string of arsons happened out in the woods soon after. The locals spoke of a cackling ghostly with a turnip jack-o-lantern head prowling wherever the fires popped up, and eventually, people learned to steer clear of the area. Only tourists and fools visit this part of the forest anymore, but I guess that’s what this thing prefers. It really, really likes fire and pranks and I’ve got first-hand experience.

I stumbled upon a headless scarecrow in the middle of a FOREST and that really should have set off some alarm bells, but no, I had to investigate. Suddenly, this giant purple tuber is screaming down towards me, the scarecrow body has burst into flames and is thrashing about, and the air is filled with the most unsettling screechy laughter I’ve ever heard in my life. Then I realize that something’s set me on fire so I just start running and flailing. I can only hope I didn’t look as stupid as I felt. My ghost outfit is, quite literally, toast.

The good news is that Ambrose left behind this Shadowglen Backwoods Legendary Track, so we can give him some payback.

Riverside Meander Legendary Track will retire on November 1.