Sheep Street in Skipton Town has been called the most haunted street in Yorkshire.  There are perhaps nine distinctive, separate and recurring paranormal phenomena recorded there. The Woolly Sheep public house has two ghostly guests. People sleeping in one of its bedrooms have been disturbed by unseen hands pulling covers from the bed. Down in the cellar, staff have sometimes seen a phantom woman dressed in a pink ball gown. She is a quiet and non-threatening apparition. Witnesses report that the light material of her dress undulates as if in a breeze; though it's unclear what era she or her clothing might belong to.

A photographic shop close to the pub has been intermittently plagued by a foul smell which comes from no identifiable physical source.  Interestingly, the stench is always preceded by the sound of someone stoking up an oven in the basement. Could these happenings be related to some undiscovered murder? Are the present occupants of the shop witnessing 'replays' of events so traumatic that they have attached themselves to the fabric of the building?

Generations ago, the Bradford and Bingley Building Society branch office was known as the bawdy and immoral  “House of Pests” - a place where prostitutes carried out their trade.  The attic there is a forbidding place; though nobody is specific about their experiences, workers have sensed that they are not alone in there. Whatever paces the attic is not friendly. Many clerks have felt unsettled and emerged from a solitary trip for files with the hairs standing erect on the back of their necks.

Another frightening spirit is the "floating man with red eyes" who terrified, amongst others, a young couple who were on their way home from The Woolly Sheep on a fine summer evening. By all accounts, this apparition appears only rarely. The ghost of Mr Crump is a much more frequent performer. He was a chemist who hanged himself in his own attic. Now he haunts the scene of his suicide. It's uncertain whether Mr Crump ought to be categorised as an earthbound shade who is, due to his violent exit from life, unaware of his condition or if his appearances are (perhaps like the stench and oven stoking at the photographic shop mentioned above) merely 'replays' of an emotive event which has 'stained' or 'coloured' its surroundings.     

Another photographic shop has a mischievous permanent ghost - a little girl who carries a teddy bear. She moves items from place to place and has sometimes set off the premises burglar alarm. A girl or woman has been heard sobbing in the dead of night in the vicinity of Mamby's Corner. It's a purely auditory phenomenon; those who have sought out the solitary weeping one have found nobody to comfort.

Some ghosts do apparently crave human company. One morning the proprietor of the Craven Tuckbox was stacking papers with his back to the shop; an unseen customer entered and struck up a conversation with him. The shopkeeper eventually turned to tend to the gentleman's needs. To his consternation, the shop was completely empty. He was certain that there hadn't been enough time for anybody to slip outside in the split second it took him to face the person who was speaking with him.