The Brown  Mountain  Lights


It has baffled pioneers and scientists alike.  The old-timers would shake their heads and say that there was a spell on Brown Mountain.  The old hunters told stories of how their dogs would come whimpering  back whenever they got to a certain spot on the mountain.  The Brown Mountain lights are balls of fire that pop up over Brown Mountain.  Fall is considered the best time to see the lights and Wiseman's View is one of the favorite spots to come and watch for these mysterious lights.  As you look towards Brown Mountain a light will pop up on the horizon.  It will shine steadily for a few seconds.  Then it will rise into the air and waver and then wink out.  


The phenomenon first gained national attention in 1913 when the U.S. Geological Survey became interested in the mystery and sent scientists to study what the cause of them might be.  

Over the years there have been many scientific theories, but the mystery still remains unsolved.  One legend has it that the light is the soul of an Indian maiden searching for her brave warrior killed in a bloody battle.  Another legend was made famous by Scott Wiseman in his song about the Brown Mountain Light.    

Brown Mountain Light

Way up on old Linville Mountain
Where the bear and the catamount reign
A strange ghostly light appears every night
Which no scientist or hunter can explain.

In the days of the old covered wagon
When they camped on the flats for the night
With the moon shinin' dim o'er the old canyon rim
They watched for that brown mountain light.

High on the mountain
And down in the valley below
It shines like the crown of an angel
And fades as the mists come and go

Way over yonder
Night after night until dawn
A faithful old slave comes back from the grave
Is searching for his master who's long gone.

Many years ago a southern planter
Came huntin' in this wide world alone
Then so they say the hunter lost his way
And never returned to his home.

His trusting ol' slave brought a lantern
And searched but in vain day and night
Now the ol' slave is gone
but his spirit lingers on

And the lantern it still casts it's light.


Hand Pointing - Right