|Photo by Theresa Racer|
The wine was produced right on the property, and three wine cellars were constructed out of stone mountain to cool and age the wine. The wine was then taken to Charleston by ox cart, where it was then transported to Cincinnati by way of steamboat. The vineyards were first populated by the Catawba grapes, but it was soon afterward discovered that this particular variety did poorly in the climate, and was quickly replaced with Concords and Seedlings.
In three short years (six by some accounts, those same accounts stating that the wine cellars were actually carved out in 1855), the Civil War had put a damper on wine production in this part of the state. The cost of labor became too high to turn a profit, and the vineyard was shut down and abandoned. By 1870, ALL vineyards in the Kanawha County area were facing stiff competition from vineyards in Virginia and Ohio, and by 1904, only one vineyard, located in the Northern part of the state, was listed as operational.
However, even though it is fact that the wine making industry took a turn for the worse throughout the state of West Virginia, there is another theory as to why the Dutch Hollow Wine Cellars were in operation for such a short period of time. It is believed that they were instrumental in use as part of the Underground Railroad. This theory is further supported by the fact that the nearby town of Institute has a strong history of abolitionist ties and African-American history.
The only thing that remains of this brief period in history are the three interconnected wine cellars. In 1970, the site, which was on property owned by the Robert Given family, was listed on the National Register of Historic Places. At that time, the wine cellars had been abandoned for over 100 years, and were largely grown up with weeds and brush. Although no pictures exist of the original wine cellars, it is believed that they had never been altered from their original state.
The cellars were restored in 1981 and today, the area is now a county park. Further restorations were performed by Paul Marshall, a local architect, in 1997. These restorations may have stirred up memories from the cellars' past. Perhaps it is because of some undocumented event in the unknown history of the cellars' use following the Civil War, but the area is reported to be haunted. Visitors to the cellars often report anomalies on their film, cold spots, mists, and feelings of unease.
Building on this atmosphere, the First Baptist Church of Dunbar would hold a "Haunted Hollow" attraction each Halloween season. In 2000, the city of Dunbar, which owns the park, was sued by two Wiccan residents over the issue of separation of church and state. The judge found in favor of the city, but afterward, they did place a disclaimer up at the attraction saying that the church's views did not necessarily represent those of the city.
Update-November 2010: I spoke with a visitor to the wine cellars who actually does have a set of two digital photographs from the cellars that shows a full bodied apparition anomaly, outlined against the stone. I have not seen the photos personally, but the first is said to show a woman appearing to be holding a baby or small child, accompanied by another small child to her side. The follow-up photo taken moments later again captures the image of the woman, in a different pose, but the child is missing. If you have any stories or pictures of a similar nature, I'd LOVE to hear them!
Update-May 2014: After visiting this year's Vandalia Festival in Charleston, we decided to stop at the park and let my son run around and play at the playground area while I walked over to the wine cellars alone. Out of all the times I've been there, this was the first time I had actually experienced those feelings of unease that so many others have claimed is indicative of a haunting at the location. This was broad daylight. My son and boyfriend were at the nearby park, as were a bunch of other people having a family reunion at the shelters. An employee was on a riding lawn mower a short distance away and several families and couples were taking the connecting walking path into the woods. In spite of all this activity, or maybe because of it, I kinda had a moment of freaking out. As I walked into the middle room, the water dripping from the ceiling sounded exactly like footsteps echoing behind me. For a fleeting moment I had an overwhelming fear that I wasn't alone and that someone was going to slam the door (this was the only room that still had some semblance of a door attached) and I was just far enough away that no one would hear me scream. I don't know what was scarier...feeling like someone was going to lock me in there alone, in the dark (the modern, makeshift door didn't reach the top of the entryway, so plenty of sunshine would have still shone in) or the feeling that someone was in there with me and was going to hurt me. I felt both of these fears simultaneously, and as quickly as I felt them come on, they left again.