The White Rabbit, Spring Heeled Jack and the Clink

Beneath the winding lanes and salt-heavy air of Dartmouth, where the River Dart kisses the sea and the past clings to every stone, three shadows haunt the town’s long memory: the spectral White Rabbit, the leaping menace of Spring-Heeled Jack, and the unseen but ever-heard Clink-Horse. Their legends stretch across centuries, from fog-choked alleys to moonlit quays, blurring the line between folklore and fear. In Dartmouth, the night is never truly empty—for every corner holds the echo of hoofbeats, the rattle of iron, or the flash of ghostly white, and the old town’s whispers warn: some stories never fade, and some phantoms never leave.