The Ghosts of Highway 666

October 3rd, 2008

Photo taken from bikingbis.com

Highway 666 is a road that runs from Utah, through New Mexico to Southwestern Colorado. The section of the highway that’s runs through New Mexico is supposedly a place of many spirits that haunt motorists daily. This is not surprising due to the fact that the number of Satan as written in the bible is 666. An apparition of a car apparently drives motorists off the road, only on nights with a full moon, a crazed man in a tractor trailer tries to run people over, and a pack of ghost dogs have allegedly run across cars and cut the tires with these sharp teeth.

The most known legends and stories told about this section of the highway are the ghost hitchhikers. Two examples of these occurrences are one girl tries to get cars to stop for her, and when they do stop she vanishes. Another girl runs across the highway in front of cars and when the car is about to hit, she vanishes as well.

These ghosts out on this road don’t seem too friendly at all, and quite frankly I think if I ever do find myself in New Mexico, I’ll pass on the possible catastrophe that these ghosts cause. Drive at your own risk!

(Source: Cohen, Daniel. Hauntings and Horrors. 2002.)

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  1. Cologero
    October 5th, 2008 at 23:31 | #1

    I would love to drive on that road! It kind of reminds me of Route 66.

  2. ju
    March 22nd, 2009 at 20:19 | #2

    Absolutely 100% true story: A year before my pending marriage, my best friend and I decided to take a weeklong ‘last hurrah’ guys road trip. This was in 1993, I was 25 and my friend was 27. We both enjoyed travel and had a great time. We visited L.A. for a couple of days, drove up the Pacific Coast Highway to San Francisco, visited Yosemite National Park, and hit Vegas for the last, pre-planned leg of the stay. While leaving Vegas we decided it would be cool to take a different route home so we could stop and see the Grand Canyon, which we did. While refueling in Flagstaff that evening, my friend said that the lady working at the station told him we shouldn’t travel Highway 666 at night. When he asked why, she told him that there’d been many accidents on that road, and that there are Elk that wander onto the road. Being from Texas, where having to dodge deer on the roads is a normal part of driving, we were confident in trudging forward that night. What we didn’t know, is how desolate the highway would become. As we drove deeper into the darkness, we began talking about the desolation of the road and joked that it was probably a prime location for alien abductions and criminals who wanted to bury bodies. There were no other vehicles in front or behind us as far as I could see. And at one point, we didn’t pass an oncoming car for 70 miles (I checked the odometer). We were still in the desert and the road was flat, with no frontage roads, side roads of any type, businesses or homes. I started to worry we’d not find another gas station before we ran out gas. While my friend was taking a nap, a car literraly came out of of nowhere and got right on my rear bumper. From what I could tell, by the shape of the car’s headlights I believe it was a 1960′s era Dodge Charger. Again, we were in the middle of nowhere, on a flat desert highway, which had absolutely nowhere for this car to come from so quickly. The car turned on his highbeams and got so close to my rear bumper I could only see the illumination around the rear of my car. I checked my speed and I was going 60 MPH. There was no reason why the other driver couldn’t pass me on the flat road. I told my friend he needed to wake up and see what’s happening. Initially, he thought I was joking with him since we had spoke about the area being the perfect place to hide a body earlier that night. I told him to not take my word for it and to take a look behind our car. His response (once he looked) was ‘What the fuck is that guy doing!’ I told him I wasn’t sure, but whatever it was, it couldn’t be good for us. My friend suggested we slow down to see if wanted to pass us. I pointed out that we were on a flat, desolate highway and I was going slow enough for him to pass us if that’s what he wanted to do. Then my friend suggested that maybe we should pull over and see what he wanted, to which I laughed and said there’s no way I’m pulling the car over. I said that the only thing we can do, is see if the other car could keep up with mine and I floored the accelerator. My friend reminded me that the lady back at the gas station had warned of elk on the highway. But I told him that since there’s not an elk tailgating me with their high beams on, we’d have to worry about the elk if and when it presented a problem to us. As my car’s speedometer only went to 80 MPH, I could only estimate my speed must have reached around 100 MPH. The other car stayed up with us, again right on our bumper, until we reached our maximum speed. Even then, their headlights were seperating from my car at a snails pace. After 5 or 10 minutes of driving at our top speed, we had put a few car lengths between us and the other car…and then the other car let off his gas. Of course I didn’t slow down until I couldn’t see the other car’s headlights and I hoped that the other driver knew it was a lost cause for them to continue their pursuit. We arrived in Deming, New Mexico as the sun was rising and we were driving on fumes. We filled the car with gas and my friend took the wheel for his driving shift. We shared a nervous laugh as we got on IH-10 east and we both vowed to never, ever, get off the interstate in unknown areas again. I’m going to post this anonymously because I still get weirded out thinking about that night and who may have been in the other car. Looking on the internet, I see there’s stories about the highway ranging from ghost hitchhiker’s, burning trucks driving at crazy speeds and demonic dogs chasing people. The other car didn’t show anything out of the ordinary, other than some kind of idiot at the wheel.

  3. destini
    March 28th, 2009 at 22:51 | #3

    My teacher told us this story about highway 666. The girl that they are talking about her name is kimberly she was my teachers student in texis. He tells us the story about her every year to the 11th graders that are in his class. She haunts hamilton high school so iv been told. And this is a true story and the dogs are hers.

    any questions hit me up at destini039@yahoo.com

  4. December 30th, 2010 at 18:08 | #4

    Well, I Navajo and 666 now known an 149 is a dangerous road and there is a lot drunk driver and one or two gas station on that road so if your going to travel that road get gas and yes it is safe to drive through during the day. I myself has driven through that road and theirs no deeds, elk etc. There maybe horses, cows, other lifestocks on the road, so be careful. Although, i’ve seen several things driving on that road at about 2am. I have seen an old black car driving in my directions driving north in my lane ,and I thought oh boy a drunk driver. I merge to my right and I got off the highway and I honked. He/she continued in my direction and soon I was driving on the dirt road up a hill with my car. Finally, the vehicle passes me and I turned after him and I tried calling the cops and reported their license plate number. That was crazy of me to drive after. I drove behind him for about thirty minutes and still no cops. I looked to the driver side of this person vehicle and there was no one in the vehicle. Boy did I get scared and at that time i got so much chills and I turned to drive south. Up to this day i think I lt was a ghost. The other time was that i saw a huge figure of a dog that was so clean and believe me it was not a dog. It was what Navajos call ‘yeh-nah-glo-shi’. You have to be navajo to understand what people like this do. Remember not all Native practice these evil spirit but boy some do so and you have to be careful on those roads.

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