The Meeker Hotel and Café is an original establishment, which is over a century old and formerly served as the town military barracks against a local tribe. Four ghosts are reported to haunt the halls of the historic building, including a wandering little girl, a woman in old-fashioned garb, a gambler and a military man who perished in a skirmish nearby. The latter has been seen and heard pacing an upstairs hallway.
(Submitted by Callum Swift)
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- 560 Main Street
Meeker, CO
United States
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 40.03732187178614, -107.91310707486878
- County:
- Rio Blanco County, Colorado
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so at the meeker cafe my grandma used to work there when she was 13 (and is from meeker) so she wanted to take us out to lunch there so when we walked in there was a weird smell and it got very cold all of a sudden. So we got seated and it was so cold and something kept going through us or something so we got up and we walked around but it kept following us and we went into the hotel the temperature dropped big time and we looked up the stairs there was a figure standing at the top of the stairs and so we kept walking and then we heard footsteps on the stairs so we went to look and the same figure was half way down the stairs so we went out of the hotel and we got our food and started eating when something hit grandma hard in the back of the head it was bigger than a softball so thats when we decided we were leaving and we got the food to go but a we started to stand up the to go box flew across the table and that was right Infront of all of us so we left and when we got out of the building i kept seeing a figure peeking through the curtains of an empty room in the hotel and later that night my grandma got hungry and started to eat the food that we got to go and got a weird smell and taste in her mouth so we through it out but that is our story of the meeker cafe and we would love to come help you investigate if you would like us t come help contact us my grandmas phone number is 9703612193.
I worked in Meeker in the 1980s when the was a boom and no housing. I would drive to remote county res pull overs to camp out at nite. One such evening I was located south of the White River on a county rd. just south of the marker of the Meeker Massacre site. My dog and I climber into the back of the VW van after dinner and feel to sleep. Around 1 AM ish we both heard conversations and horses on the gravel road outside the van. It was so dark and weird, but I managed to get to the headlights and pull the switch and the noises stopped and I glanced out into the darkness as there was nothing there. Doggy was not having that and was growling … I tried to go to sleep and it began clover at once, dog growling horses and conversations from the dark night air. I managed to crawl back up to the drivers seat an crank a weak battery over and over till I got contact and the engine started. I hauled ass out of there, drove to Meeker, parked the rest of the night under a street light . John Buerger