One of the strangest stories of paranormal activities
and creatures in Devon to reach my ears is the story
of the Green Monkey creature. The creature is said to
frequent a large piece of woodland known as The Grove
which covers land between Churston Ferrers and the sea
in south Devon.
Sightings give the size of the humanoid apelike creature
at about 5 feet tall with green skin or hair and a green
face. It has been spotted swinging through the trees
and running on the ground. People camping in The Grove
have also reported that something has attacked their
tents during the night leaving them very shaken.
So does the Green Monkey exist? If it does, what could
it be? Maybe it’s an urban legend. It could be
just a hallucination or a misidentification of something
much more mundane by someone with a highly active imagination.
Could it actually be an alien creature or ghostly spirit?
Maybe there is a real monkey living in the woods.
Whatever it was three investigators from Hidden Realms
and myself were determined to find out. Having met at
the Churston Court Inn we set off for the woods at around
2230 hours, the entrance to which is reach by walking
up a fairly long track. On entering the woods Mike decides
to leave a digital sound recorder by one of the trees
near the entrance just to see if anything can be caught
in the peace and quiet without any investigators stamping
around. We then carefully carried on down the woodland
path with our torch beams frequently searching the tree
tops in case the Green Monkey was silently observing
The night was incredibly still with not a breath of
air to stir the branches and the woods were very silent
with only the startled response of sleeping birds suddenly
waking and fleeing at our approach. The hoot of an owl
could be heard from the surrounding fields but no creatures
seemed to be stirring in the woods at all.
We continued through the woods without any concern.
We heard or saw nothing to make us jumpy, in fact the
place, even at this late hour in the middle of the night,
had a tranquil feeling to it. Although the path into
the woods is steep to begin with, it eventually levelled
out. We were now deep into the woods and still had no
sight or sound of the creature we were hunting.
We eventually reach a kind of natural amphitheatre.
Here there are logs placed upright into the ground with
strange carvings on them. Other logs lie fallen and
there is also a small stone structure with a stone bowl
on top giving the place the look of some kind of ancient
place of worship. These items were placed there by college
students and the idea was to turn the place into a kind
of outdoor theatre but apparently this idea fell by
the wayside. This area was to provide some good experiences
for us later in the night.
We passed through the amphitheatre and made our way
to the end of the woods at Churston Cove where we then
had a talk about where to go next. The monkey creature
could be anywhere. Maybe we should visit the spot where
stories tell of the campers having an encounter with
something that pulled at their tents but in the end
it’s decided to retrace our steps to the amphitheatre
which, as it turned out, was a good decision. We return
and set up a sound recorder and place a camcorder on
one of the logs and leave it running.
Eventually we settle down, turn the torches off and
allow our eyes to get dark adapted. The weather has
begun to change and fine misty drizzle is now falling
on and off. Gazing around me I begin to see red lights
darting in between the trees. These are small pinpricks
of light and I feel that my eyes must be playing tricks
as they get more adapted to the dark but I am not alone
in what I see. Chris, Kim and Mike begin to describe
the same small red flashes darting around the trees.
Maybe we were all having our eyes play tricks on us?
As I continue to look around me I become aware of fleeting
grey shapes whizzing by. Sometimes they appear to be
deep in the trees and at others they seem to be mere
feet away. Whatever this is I certainly haven’t
experienced it before. I say nothing to the others about
this. I might be imagining it and I’m waiting
to see if my companions come up with anything.
To my relief Kim begins to describe seeing exactly
the same things as I do. If I’m imagining this
then I am not alone. Mike is also seeing shapes darting
through the trees. Chris and Kim, who are psychic, now
start to feel various presences around us. Chris tells
us that something is trying to stop her putting psychic
protection in place and also tells us there are three
spirits standing beside me and looking at me in particular.
I can’t see them but take her word for it as the
darting grey shapes and red pinprick lights suggest
something strange is happening.
Chris tells us that the three spirits are an adult
male and female accompanied by a small girl. For some
reason although they seem interested in me in particular
they cannot be cajoled by Chris to approach any closer
or show any physical sign of their presence. It seems
that for some reason they may be a little bit afraid
All of us are now increasingly seeing the grey ‘mist
like’ shapes darting around. I could put this
down to some kind of mass hysteria except for the fact
that when I first saw the shapes I said nothing to the
others and waited to see if anyone reported seeing similar
things which Kim, without any prompting, did. So either
I transferred this info (or optical delusion) to Kim
or vice versa in some kind of telepathic manner, or
we both have the same problems with our vision or the
shapes were real. Until somebody gives me a better explanation
I’ll go with them being real.
If these shapes were a common occurrence on all the
investigations I have attended I would dismiss them
as a defect in my vision. I thought it could have something
to do with the light drizzle playing tricks with the
light but this is by no means the first time I have
done an investigation outdoors at night in similar conditions
and I have never experienced these things before.
Although there seemed to be all this activity going
on, nobody seemed to be nervous or afraid. The place
still had a strong feeling of tranquillity. The rain
was beginning to get heavier now and whatever the shapes
were, their appearance was becoming more infrequent
so we decided to move further up the path to an old
We stood on top of the kiln and noted that we could
see strange lights in the distance wandering through
the branches. As we were higher up now we thought that
these might even be car lights as we had no real idea
of distance and perspective, stood as we were, in this
densely wooded, dark place. By now the rain was quite
persistent and we are all getting soaked so we decide
to make the long trek back up the path out of the woods
not forgetting to retrieve the recorder that Mike left
near the entrance on the way out.
We still hadn’t seen what we originally came
for, maybe the green monkey doesn’t really exist
or maybe it was asleep in the trees but what we did
see was unexpected and fascinating. It made the trip
worthwhile and the Grove is certainly worth exploring
again but hopefully next time the weather will be better.