Proctor Valley Rd (Chula Vista/Jamul)

Intro
    Since the 1970's, Proctor Valley Road , a lonely two-lane mostly loose gravel road between Chula Vista and Jamul has held dozens of mysteries. People have just traveled down the road and were never heard from again. Simply vanished into thin air. However, I don't feel like going over ALL of the mysteries now, so, I'll give you some info. I am a part of a 6+ member paranormal/mystery investigation team. And we have done only a couple of visits down there ourselves, but I have done many, many hours of homework on this road, as I can say I have become gravitated mentally to this road, and the valley it makes it's lonely journey through. We have came up with several plausible theories regarding many of these mysteries.

   Some of the mysteries include the woman in blue/white, the seven foot monter, a ghost car (headlights) that chase you at high rated speeds, and many more. I will give more detail as we go on. Though the west end of the road has been built up by housing developments, they are not building anymore anytime soon so don't worry, be happy. Continue reading if you are curious about this road, especially before paying it a visit, as I will have safety advise. **Check this location out at you own risk.

   As you are driving home from Chula Vista to Jamul late at night. You get off the Interstate 805 and are driving east on H Street. You go over the 125 Toll Freeway. You enter San Miguel Ranch. A new constuction community that though is now built out, it has still been recently been transformed from barran wasteland. It seems like your typical suburban neighborhood, but by night, a weird prensence fills the air. The streets are nearly empty, no kids are out, VERY UNUSUAL considering the aubundance of shopping centers. Once you pass Mt Miguel Rd, H Street becomes Proctor Valley Rd. Though now this stretch has been converted into a five-lane suburban boulevard, it was once the beginning of a two-lane loose gravel mystery far away from civilization. Anyway, you hit a series of stop lights and four way stops. You hit the intersection at the corner of Proctor Valley Rd and Lane Ave, the last MTS bus stop. You keep going east until you reach the last four way stop at Agua Vista Dr. As you pull up to the stop sign, you get this awful feeling in you stomach. From there, you have two options. For the faint of of hearted, scootch in the left turn lane and make a swift U-Turn, flying down the parkway, not daring to look in your rear view to see what may be there as you too frightened to look. One you get back to, say, Otay Lakes Road, you realized you need new undergarments, as you were so scared, the road wasn't the only place you were making skidmarks if you know what I mean.

   All humor aside, for the "brave ones", you get in the through lane. You are stopped. Though every nerve in your whole body screams "NO, TURN BACK", curiosity presses the gas pedal and you resume foreward, the five-lane boulevard suddenly winds down two-lanes. You hit loose gravel, you are about at the 8-mile marker. You glance in your rear-view, and watch civilization disappear. You glance at your friends. Well, you had better have friends. Even if it's only one or two companions, do NOT go solo. I do not advise going at it alone, as it is incredibley dangerous. Most people that have gone missing were alone. Remember. SAFTEY IN NUMBERS!!!


Radio transmissions...  
   After, you look at your friends, you put on 91X (91.1 FM; San Diego's Independant Radio) because you are that awesome. Two of the members in my team (I was not in this one) went to Proctor Valley and were listening to 91X like bosses when they started getting some weird radio transmissions. First, they picked up a couple of Spanish stations, being that this normal being so close to the border, only a mear 7 miles away. Then, they got some Spanish transmission that had two guys and a little girl were on. It may not have been a radio station. Anyway, the passenger fluently spoke and understood Spanish and there was something weird, twisted, and not right going on. I'll have to ask next time I see her. Then, chase music came on the radio. It gradually got louder and clearer the longer they stayed on the road. The drove until they hit pavement on the Jamul side, then continued another half mile before they turned around and headed back for Chula Vista. Once they got back to the "last four way stop" at Agua Vista Dr in Chula Vista, the music stopped immediatetly, and 91X was playing their normal, clear as day. Once the driver put on his left turning signal to make a U-Turn back into the loose gravel, 91X cut out and the chase music started again. He still got weird radio transmissions in his truck, even after he got home in Rancho Penaquitos, about a 50 minute drive from Proctor Valley. I went with them when they went again, along with another member, and we got weird transmissions again. Not anywhere near last time's level, but still awkward.

Woman in a Blue/White Nightgown...
   Another legend that Proctor Valley holds is the woman in a blue/white nightgown. Legend has it that she is hitch hiker. Some say that if you don't pick her up, she will kill you at the end of the road. Others say that if you DO pick her up, she will kill you, which makes a lot more sense for obvious reasons. STRANGER DANGER!! Some say both, that if you see her, you are damned if you do, damned if you don't. Some also have suggested that maybe she is the ghost of a prostitute, may even still be, well, a prostitute. Why else would she be walking down an old road at dead time (3:00 AM) with just a nightgown with little or no footwear on in a place that gets really cold at night considering it's in the mountains of Southeast San Diego County, not mention the aubaundance of preditorial animals such as coyotes, bobcats, and even mountian loins, and not to mention the dubious characters in Jamul. Quite a few, espeically members of US Customs, Border Patrol, and Immagration say that this a hoax to snuggle young illegal Mexican girls into the US via Proctor Valley, due to the lack of civilization, and she tries to hitch a ride to El Cajon, Spring Valley, or Lemon Grove, which is where a lot of immagrant prostitutes "work". So that's why some say they "still are" prostitues instead of ghosts.

   However, according to more recent studies, there is a lot of cult activity in Jamul. In one cult, the nuns are required to wear blue nightgowns. Coinsedence? I think not. This is our most plausible theory behind this one. Though, the "blue" nuns have been seen in several odd parts of Jamul and Campo, the woman can be seen around the 6 mile marker at usually (but not always) at dead time. According to legend, if you hear throwing rocks, she is near. We parked the 6 mile marker and and hung out and heard throwing rocks, but no sign of the woman. While we are on the subject of parked cars, let warn you to never leave sight of your vehicle for two reasons. One, the Border Patrol and the San Diego County Sheriff sometimes make patrols of this road, and if they see a vacant vehicle, they may get suspicious and you may have some serious explaining to do when you arrive back (I'm talking like trafficking due to the undocumented alien hotspot, or maybe even terrorism), especially if you are under 18 years of age and it's after curfew. Two, it's Proctor Valley. You may have to get out of there in a hurry, and having you're vehicle handy helps. We are pros at this and though we got a little curious, we never strayed more than a few yards from our vehicle. Don't go walking in the bush, especially at night, it's pitch dark and you could get eaily lost, not mention all the rattlesnakes, black widows, coyotes, cats of pray, or cults and other duboius characters of Jamul. Jamul cults... back to that, maybe the woman maybe an invitation for you to stop and even get out of your car, and thousands of men could be hiding in the thick, tall bush a couple of feet way. They are waiting until the grand oppritunity to kidnap you and make you join their cult.

7 Foot Tall man eating beast (bigfoot?)...
   For over 40 years, a 7 foot tall man eating beast has terrorized Proctor Valley. Most think it's a hoax, however, back in the 1980's, two kids went to visit the road. They were found mauled to death in their vehicle, with bite marks that appear not to be from a human. Other than a few similar stories, and description of of a hairy 7 foot tall primate with red eyes, appetite for humans, and obviously vicious and dangerous. Beware if seen.

   More recent study within my paranormal group suggests maybe this is a bigfoot. Normally, I (along with the rest of my gang) would be quick to disregard such a theory, but at the Bonita Museum of Natural History, a footprint of the mythical creature was found on the south base of Mt. Miguel, the north rim of Proctor Valley. Maybe this bigfoot could be the 7 foot tall man eating beast. This has predomindatly been around the 3.5 mile marker, where neither Jamul, nor Chula Vista are in the horizon. The place where no one is around to hear your screams.

   The hills that are known as the Elfin Forest that run along the south side of San Marcos, and the west side of Escondido are home to a similar creature. These hills, and Proctor Valley have a lot in common. Similar mysteries, but that is another story into itself.

Headlights...
   Since the late 1960's, round headlight from and older vehicle have chased people at high rated speeds down the road. A guy was driving east on Proctor Valley. The speed limit on the loose gravel section is 25 MPH, and for a good reason. The loose gravel makes for poor traction... and the constant blind, windy, sharp curves in most areas don't help. He is driving near the 6 mile marker. All the sudden, glances in his rear-view, and sees the headlights tailgating him, and they are getting closer with no inidcations of slowing, or to getting over to pass. So he starts speeding up, as do the headlights. The headlight tailgate dangerously close to him, even after he speeds up. By the time he gets near the 3.5 mile marker, the most trecherous part of the road, with sharp, windy corners, steep grades, sheer drop-offs up to 200 ft, he glaces down and realizes he is doing 60 MPH, more then freeway speed in some states. If you run off the road here, you literally be stuck between a rock and a hard place.

   He reaches Jamul, where the loose gravel meets the poorly maintained 2-lane double yellow highway atthe speed limit of 35. He glances in his rear view and sees the vehicle has come to a dead stop, so he does the same thing, just in time to see the vehicle go into reverse and back its way down Proctor Valley Rd. Other then a few similar stories, really, no other info on this. Even we are lost on this one.