Shell Mound is haunted by ancient ghosts. They are ghosts from the Mississippian Period, 1100-1500 AD. A lonely woman ghost haunts this historic site. She dances on the mound at night bringing the sound of native music drifting through the hot night air with her. When I visited Shell Mound Park, there was no sign of any ghosts. The only thing that haunted us is the brutal heat were the swarms of mosquitoes that descended on us in plagues. They came and sucked us dry, sending me scurrying through my haunted exploration and making me somewhat blind to any ghosts that may have been chasing me.
Shell Mound Park is a small park on the top of Dauphin Island. For hundreds of years, American Indians made pilgrimages to this site to eat oysters. The evidence of this activity crunches beneath your feet as you walk through the park. The hills that you walk across as you explore the park are made entirely of oyster shells. If you dig down, you pull up a mixture of shell and soil. This area is beautiful, if you can see past the sticky heat and mosquitoes. Huge oaks drip with Spanish moss and hangs down so long it tickles the oyster shells beneath it. It is easy to imagine a lonely ghost wandering this site. It is easy to imagine an American Indian girl lingering in this swampy place, waiting to go home.