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SamBarley

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#1259 30 Apr 2012 at 10.19pm

PART 3-

So I get back into my bed and my mind is raceing with things like who can I fone to come and get me, only my mate pete knew I was fishing here and he didn't know where it was, plus he lives an hour away andwould never come out to get me.
For some reason at this point i got angry, grabbed my bank stick from under my bed and got out and shout some gibberish that I can't really remember, then got back in bed and prayed I hadn't over done it.
A minute later and I heard that terrifying sound of the fingernail once again, this time from right to left, then my brolly started quivering building up to firm shaking, I was petrified and said in a girly manner, no please don't, please don't
By this time I was feeling really drained, week and sick, I had cold sweets and I couldn't really see properly
A few seconds passed (felt like minutes) and it stopped.
That was the last thing that happend that night but I continued to feel unwell all night.
I didn't get any sleep and spent the whole night just staring out of my brolly and praying all would be ok.
I have never done a night there since

Well there we go, that's my story.

What made it so terrifying was how I felt, it was kind of like something was feeding off my energy.
I had very dark thoughts going through my head that I didn't feel came from my own mind, it was very strange and very very hard to explain.

Anyway, hope my displeasure has caused some of you some entertainment!

Sam

Posts: 1041

#1258 30 Apr 2012 at 10.18pm

In reply to Post #1251
sam i had a similar thing happen to me

when i was in my 20's i used to help run a scout group and took 20 or so lads away for the week in a place called littledale, now just before we went my grandad was not well and was in hospital for a month but a week or so before we went away he died, this would mean myself and my brother, who was also a leader would have to return home mid week for his funeral

the week was going well and late one evening the tuesday myself and brother and another leader had got the lads of to there own tents well away from our main large canvas tent, we had not been drinking as we were incharge of the lads and a good distance from the main town,and had the whole place to ourselves for the week and spent a good hour chatting then got ready to bed down

we tied down the canvas doors at each end of the tent ( an old fashoned canvas woodenpoled icelandic which was 15 foot long and about 8foot wide and tall enough to fully stand up in ) the tie down is done in a loop to loop fashion and finished of with a half hitch or to around the pole not quick and not easy in a rush, we slept in a row, me our mate then my brother at the other end of the tent and other door,

all went as normal when at about 3AM i woke up aware that someone was moving around inside the tent, i was not scared and looked to the direction of the person and watched a figure with bright outline move from my right to the left then out of the tied down door, not alarmed i just turned over and went back to sleep.

morning came and the routine of camp took over, later that morning my mate asked me what time i went to the loo i said i didnt, he said thats funny i sware i saw you with your torch going to the door, wasnt me i said, but i saw it too and assumed the same one of you must of gone, but i opened the door this morning and it was as i had left it tied exactly the same!!!

that left my brother and he said he didnt see a thing and didnt go out to the loo??

Its still something we talk about when we all get together but,

it wasnt till many years later that my brother who was very close to my grandad told me the truth, he said he was visited by grandad both as we were camping that night ( the night before we were to to go home to the funeral) and while we stayed back at our parents house ,to the point where he had to turn on the light all night to get any sleep now he is not one to spin a yarn and not one to mess with peoples feelings, but there was something in that tent with us that night i would swear to this in court if i had to

its not the only strange unexplainable thing i have experianced but one that was not a true scare just a comforting strange feeling......... unlike others

wandle1

Posts: 7000

#1257 30 Apr 2012 at 10.16pm

In reply to Post #1256
Ok Sam well done mate...

do you want me to tell the lads/ladies why......this happened ?

SamBarley

Posts: 2176

#1256 30 Apr 2012 at 10.08pm

In reply to Post #1253
PART 2-

So I'm sat there on my bedchair watcjing the water as always, when all of a sudden an imense amount of cold air surrounded me, this was strange as it wasn't windy atall.
I could see my breath in the cold air that I could not have seen minutes before.
This didn't bother me untill maybe 5 minutes later when I started to feel rather sick and a bit dizzy, I also felt like something was with me and it didn't feel good atall. It is hard to explain but I felt like I was being watched intensly at at close range, like something was sitting with me.
I got up and had a walk around the bivvy and I felt quite week so I got in my sleeping bag and hoped whatever was happening would stop soon.
What I was experienceing seemed to fade over the next hour or so but soon came back as I was lying in my bag.
I started feeling dizzy again and minutes later I heard what sounded like a finger nail scraping across the back of my brolly from left to right in a slow speed, I don't mind saying I was ****ing myself by now and was really scared.
I got out and had a look behind my brolly, there was nothing there and no trees or anything else that could have scraped my brolly. Nothing could explain it, trust me I tried to think logically but there was just no explaining it.
I got back in bed and was smoking like a trooper, praying my alrams wouldn't go off so I didn't have to get out.
I didn't have a front with me so was open to the dark misty lake, I could barley see my night lights on my delks it was that misty now, what happens next? My rod springs into life that's what, I hit into it, completly bricking it, but for some reason the ill feeling kind of went a bit, I played the carp in (not bullied it) unhooked it and wound the remaining rods in so I didn't have to get out of the cover of my brolly again, as I had just finish winding the last rod it the feeling comes back, really strong this time and If I could have run away into the nighjt then I would have but I felt far to drained.
I climed back into bed and started wondering how bad this was going to get and to be honist I was expecting something really bad to happen, I just coulnt see myself making it through.

petethecrip

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#1255 30 Apr 2012 at 9.59pm

In reply to Post #1251
please SAM i think that was a good tail i never knock any one as my sister lives in a haunted house what they have seen is unbelievable its more active at Xmas and rips down the decorations even throws the Xmas tree across the room it effects all four houses in the terrace and has frightened some of the children so much so they wont even be left in the house by them selves they have seen this old man dressed in Victorian cloths and a young gtirl from the same period spooky

bonesman

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#1254 30 Apr 2012 at 9.54pm

In reply to Post #1251
Top man

SamBarley

Posts: 2176

#1253 30 Apr 2012 at 9.51pm

In reply to Post #1251
PART 1-

Ok so here we go.

As Adam has previously mentioned, he sugested I had a little dabble on this water, it was/is a beautifull place in a remote part of cornwall. The main reason for wanting to fish there was because it was so beautifull, the stock wasn't all that apealing to me if I'm honist (sorry Adam, but you know why) I had already done a quick day session there to get a feel for the place and had one out so obviously the next step was to do a night.
I had visited the lake several times at night on the run up to my first night there, its something I always like to do to get some bait going in and I love watching the water for signs on the few days before I fish, over the few weeks I was reccying the place I noticed it was always quite dark at night, mainly due to it being surrounded by very tall trees and thick woodland, not a problem but I does make baiting up a touch tricky.
The night of my first night was very close to the new moon, about 4% full from memory and as a result it was darker than normal.
I flicked my rods out, poped my brolly up and poped the kettle on and had my first brew of the night.
Soon enough night time fell and with the darkness came an incredible amount of mist, I love misty lakes and find it a lovely sight, problem was that it was so dark and misty I couldn't see any further than a few feet infront of me.
Now I do a lot of nights, 2 or 3 a week usualy so I am no stranger to darkness and needless to say doing nights on my own never bothers me.
The thing that was so disturbing about the experience is not what happend but how I felt, as it something had some kind of control over me.
Anyway, I will continue on my next post,

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#1252 30 Apr 2012 at 9.31pm

In reply to Post #1240
isnt this woodchesher??

SamBarley

Posts: 2176

#1251 30 Apr 2012 at 9.31pm

In reply to Post #1248
Pete if you really want me to then I shall, it isn't the freekiest story on here but I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

If I am honest Adam, you got a watered down version as I didn't want to sound like a complete nut job!
Maybe they like you there and that's why you hanvt experienced anything.

I will start by mentioning that I had a possible ghost experience when I was a boy, maybe 12 or so.
We used to live in a very old house in the cotswolds (not as upmarket as it sounds) there was 3 floors and I had my room right up the top on my own.
I have always been a deep sleeper and rarely wake up in the night, but one night I woke up and as I opened my eyes I saw a girl stood in front of me, she looked about ten so a little younger than me, wearing a long sleeveless dress and she stood very prim and proper.
I didn't panic and the atmosphere was really relaxed but I was obviously rather surprised, she was just staring at me
And all I could say was- what are you doing? With that she smiled at me and faded away.
As I said I wasn't scared or anything so I just went back to sleep, never experienced it again.
Now as this happened in the middle of my nights sleep, I reckon it was possible that it was a kind of dream type thing even though I sat up as soon as I saw here maybe my brain could have carried on dreaming? (Not good with words so its hard to explain what I mean)

Anyway, I have gone off subject, will tell you one of my experiences in my next post

FREDDYM

Posts: 1643

#1250 30 Apr 2012 at 9.10pm

In reply to Post #1247
Not Fishing related but here goes....
My dad told me this.
Back in the late 60s early 70s my dad worked in a royal naval building that dated back to the 1800s.
Him and a colleague were given the job of rewiring and renewing light fittings on a old stone spiral staircase after office hours and at the weekend when no one was around.
Whilst working away and chatting my dad said you could feel it getting colder and colder,at first they put it down to a door or window being left open and carried on.They didnt think much of it as it was Feb/March so not exactly warm,However he then said when you talked you could then see your breath,the temperature was dropping rapidly.
My dad thinking sod this went down the stairs to see if a door or window had been left open,as he went down he said he felt warmer and could no longer see his breath,no doors or windows were open.
He went back up and they continued working.
At the top of the stairs was a corridor that led off to offices but the staircase continued up to the roof area where the loft space was used by the sea cadets for their training.
Whilst working away he said both he and his colleague could hear footsteps comming down the staircase,they called up but got no reply,carried on working.
They then heard more foot steps,thing was the steps were stone but whatever was comming down the steps sounded like it was treading on wood and shuffling,they called up again and again got no reply.
The temperature was now very cold,the wooden footsteps must have been litterally just round the bend of the spiral from them,my dad shot up but there was nothing and no one there.
They finished the job and put it down to one of those things.
A while later they were working in the plant rooms in the basement when another fitter said that hed experienced the same thing working down there,temperature drop and shuffling footsteps,wooden sounding steps on stone.
They asked a curator about the building,it transpired it had been built by Napeolionic prisoners of war who were manacled together and were forced to wear CLOGGS,they were billited up stairs in the rafters/loft space and were only allowed to use the spiral staircase to get to and fro as the rest of the building was occupied by officer class types.

wandle1

Posts: 7000

#1249 30 Apr 2012 at 9.01pm

In reply to Post #1248
...I will have a chat...

Sams a good man..reckon he feels people on the forum will extract the urine ,but im sure they wont Pete..

I know the story and he was pretty shook up to be honest he even came round to relay his experience to me....as a result he only fished this place once or twice....

See he`s not the only one who has `felt`experienced at this place,my other mate has and he only fished it the once at night on his own.....

Normally im the 1st person to feel summat.....but not on this lake ,dunno why.....

BUT i do know why Sam and Paul felt what they did at seperate times......you see i knew `him`[before his passing] over 31yrs and got on well/respected his land....

petethecrip

Posts: 2831

Honorary member

#1248 30 Apr 2012 at 8.38pm

In reply to Post #1247
Adam i wish sam would tell his story

wandle1

Posts: 7000

#1247 30 Apr 2012 at 2.50pm

In reply to Post #1246
...Not far from where i lived at the time ....in a large detatched house lived the old `oberseer`..[spelling]..before the National Trust bought the village,in a nutshell back in the 1940s and 50s this little old lady was in charge of the land and property..and at the time weilded a lot of power....

She came from one of the oldest familys around and spoke Cornish fluently..at well under 5ft tall ,she always had this little jack russell dog buy her side...my German Sheppard was petrified of this small dog i remember..

My initial feeling towards her was fear....one day i was on my way back from trout fishing in the river and i met the old lady...and we conversed for a while....it went something like this...

Adam,she said looking through me with these piercing eyes...`Every now and again the devil rides over the village`......remembering a incident in the 50s when the school master was taken by the river...and she walked off..!!!!!!

Not that many years ago the Devil did indeed ride over ,as the river destroyed the lower part of the village....along with many cars and business/propertys...that fateful day..

I rememberd what Miss`o` told me ...it turned out that she had been warning everyone for years,she was one of the `good ones`if you follow me..

If you go down there [the village]this very day,as soon you enter through the woods.....`the door WILL shut behind ee`.....

JimD

Posts: 2646

#1246 30 Apr 2012 at 12.55pm

In reply to Post #1245
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8H_v8cM9CQ

Check out this classic

petethecrip

Posts: 2831

Honorary member

#1245 30 Apr 2012 at 9.37am

In reply to Post #1229
Coven................

i came face to face with a coven i have mentioned it in my stories they even put a cross that was very well made up side down on the oak tree i went to bait up one night and they were frolicking in the nude talk about embarrassment my mate would not believe me so i took him down to the lake the one lady a very buxom women asked if i was embarrassed i am afraid i was she said they were good withes not the evil kind i supose that was in the seventies.


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