the origin of the ngebel lake (Ponorogo city)

Long time ago, there were those who accepted a husband who lived in a village that accepted a dragon child. The dragon was given the new name Klinting. Seeing the strangeness of Klinting's new form, they did not dare to stay in this village for fear of being the material of neighbor gossip. The prayer was heard.

The condition that must be done by Baru Klinting is to conduct a 300-year hermitage by moving it to Mount Semeru. Unfortunately, the length is less than a span to encircle the whole mountain. So, to overcome this deficiency, he connected / stuck out his tongue until it reached the tip of his tail. Apparently, the requirements to be human are not only that. Dewa asked the father to cut the new tongue of Klinting who was imprisoned. Only Klinting who meditated did not refuse anyway for the sake of his goodness to become human. When the time for asceticism was almost over, there was a village head who would marry his child.

The village head was busy preparing everything, especially the matter of dishes. That said, they will hold a very luxurious and very large wedding. To cover the shortage of food, people voluntarily help hunt in the forest. Some are looking for fruits, branches / firewood to game animals such as deer, rabbits, and partridges. For a long time the people have been hunting, but they don't get any hunting results Unintentionally, there was a group of people who were resting because they were tired of hunting swinging their machetes on the fallen tree. However, how surprised they turned out that machetes were actually covered in blood. From the stump of fallen tree, fresh blood flowed.

 In fact, they just realized that what they were cutting was not a fallen tree but a giant snake / snake. Seeing this, residents also took to the meat to be cooked at the wedding.Then, Klinting then returned to the party. "O citizens, look at my hand. I have a piece of meat. If you are able to win the contest I organized, then take this meat. However, if you are not able to, then give all the meat you cook me, "said Klinting. Residents also tried one by one but all were unable to pull out a stick. Unfortunately, residents still do not want to return the meat they have cooked. "Look at your greed, people. Look at your ignorance of others, of people with disabilities like me. You don't even want to give me back my rights! You know, the meat that you cook is my flesh when I become a dragon. Then, you are entitled to get a reward! "Just Klinting immediately pulled out the stick. Oddities ensued. From the stick poured water, continuously until it drowned the village. The puddle of water turns into a lake, while the parents who feed it are freshly saved because they climbed a mortar. Even since then, Baru Klinting has changed again to become a snake by wrapping its body at the bottom of the lake which has a narrow shape at the bottom. At present, the lake has entered the Ngebel area and is famous for the Ngebel lake.

The Devil's Hole

When the new priest came to the poor parish, there was no house or church for him. A farmer took him in, while the men built him a small shack in which to live. The priest, a true saint with no false pride, was happy in his new parish. But the people wanted more for their priest, so they decided to build a church. The priest was pleased with their noble idea, but troubled because the work of hauling stone was back-breaking without a horse.

One night, the Virgin Mary appeared to the priest and offered him a horse to cart the stone for the church. She told him that the horse would be wearing a sanctified bridle. If anyone took it off, the horse would disappear forever.

When the priest awoke from his dream, he heard the sound of a horse pawing the ground outside his door. Running to the window, the priest saw a horse tied to the post by the house. It was a magnificent animal, pitch black in color, tall, sleek and rippling with muscle. It had a wicked gleam in its black eyes. The bridle of which the Virgin Mary had spoken was quite plain. But when he studied it closely, it seemed to glitter in the sunlight, as if its sanctity were being tested at every moment. The priest realized at once that this horse was evil; perhaps even the devil himself!

When the workmen arrived to begin hauling stone for the new church, the priest presented them with the horse, but warned them not to remove the bridle.

"What is the name of this horse?" one man asked.

"I call him Old Nick," the priest said.

The men harnessed Old Nick to the cart and put in a regular load of stone. Old Nick went off with that load as if there were nothing in the cart. The priest, who was watching, told them not to worry about Old Nick. He could handle much heavier loads. So they sent someone to fetch a larger cart. This cart they filled with so much stone it resembled a load of hay. The stone was so heavy that the wheels cracked. Old Nick didn't even break a sweat. In the days that followed, the men hauled so much stone that the plans for the church were moved up.

One hot day when were drawing stone from the far side of the river, a man unbuckled the horse's bridle so it could take a drink. Well, Old Nick gave one great shake, and was gone like lightning, leaving harness and cart. Old Nick was racing up the road as fast as he could go, when he saw the priest, who was on his way to visit a sick man. As soon as he saw the runaway horse, the priest drew the sign of the cross in the air. Old Nick reared up and threw himself away from the holy symbol. The horse sprang onto a rock overhanging the river. Immediately, there came a thunderous noise and the rock split in two, making a cleft that was six feet wide and that lead to a deep cavern into which Old Nick disappeared.

Thereafter, the cavern by the river became known as the Devil's Hole. Any Christian who passed the Devil's Hole would find that his horse went lame or that his wheel broke or that some other misfortune befell him. Animal's avoided the Devil's Hole and any horse that went past trembled and started as if it sensed a terrible presence within. Moans and horrible screams came from the hole at night, and several times a huge black wolf was seen coming out of the cavern with flames spouting out of its mouth. Only when the priest walked passed was the Devil's Hole silent.