Back in the days of film and before digital cameras were even a thought, a bunch of us high school kids drove out to the Triangular Field in Gettysburg, PA. This field is situated just northwest of Devil’s Den, and saw some pretty fierce close quartered combat and repeated charges. The wind whips through this field and sends chills down your spine even on a warm summer day, and it seems you can always catch the crackle of gunfire in the area.
While I was taking pictures of my friends being idiots around the field, one of them started telling a slightly exaggerated version of how there was a habit of photographers to drag photogenic corpses from spot to spot to get pictures that would be picked up in the papers. She claimed that this meant the field was forever haunted, and that all sorts of crazy things would happen to cameras at the field, and she never tried to use her camera there. I pointed out that the stories I knew about indicated all that fun action happened at Devil’s Den.
None of my pictures from that day turned out.