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Muzz

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#90 26 Sept 2008 at 3.08pm

In reply to Post #89
I can safely say that if any of these were to happen to me I would empty the contents of my bowels into my sleeping bag. I think id have to think hard about doing nights for some time. Especially if something like the story about the infant ever happened

bourbon82

Posts: 935

#89 26 Sept 2008 at 1.13pm

one from about 7 years ago.........
i was fishing with my old mate elmo over harwood hall lake in upminster essex and we decided to turn in for the night so i walked the two swims back to my brolly leaving him in his tent. well as i was dozing off i heard a blood curdling scream of a young female possibly a girl followed a very short while later my phone rang and els was ****ting himself (i wasnt honest

) asking me if i heard it and as soon as i confirmed what i heard the scream happened again only it seemed worse than the last one

. we ended up in a row because i refused to leave the brolley and go sit in his swim so i eventually dozed off. i woke up a short while later and as it was light i walked up to his swim to find him missing but his tent was still up which was confusing and as i had no credit i couldnt call to see wtf he was playing at so i went about packing his gear up when my phone rang to say he was on the main road where it was safe

it turns out that he heard the screams again whilst trying to wake me up to sit with me but i would not wake up so he just ran to the nearest streetlights

no idea where those screams came from but they were far from pleasent and i for one would not like to be in that situation ever again

SuperCarpMan

Posts: 1141

#88 26 Sept 2008 at 11.02am

Im never too bothered about noises and the like during the night. I have the same mind set as Brian where most things have a logical explanation. On an overnight fishing trip when i was younger i was woken by a sniffing noise just outside my bivvy. This noise was followed by scratching. At the time i nearly filled my pants and grabbed my fishing knife, but didnt dare get out. The noise soon stopped and after a while i managed to get back to sleep. In the morning i got out the bivvy to go for a piss, walking back i noticed a shallow hole in the ground just inches from my bivvy. I still had no idea what the noise was or where the hole come from until i met a passing nature watcher who told me the place was full of badgers! Probably best i didnt get out the bivvy then

. My girlfriend is constantly seeing strange things in the room at night, people standing at the end of the bed ect. so the ghost storys never bother me now. It appears i share a room with the ghosts most nights and they havent bitten me yet lol

mezacarp

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#87 26 Sept 2008 at 9.23am

In reply to Post #82
That pic would make interesting viewing indeed!

It sure has got a strange feel about the place, its absolutely awesome, stunning and innocent in the daylight hours, i could spend every day of the year fishing it alone, but when the dark sets in you just sense its all a bit quiet. darker than black and its as if something strange is just around the corner. I suppose the stories of the ghosts and weird goings on make most noises seem far more threatening than they are but never the less if ever i could imagine a place full of bizzare paranormal incidents it would be redmire.

I was there 7 nights in the summer and apart from the usual noises that make you **** yourself and the worried walks from swim to car at night, there was only one weird incident.

For anyone who hasnt been there, you park the cars under the oaks right next to the evening pitch (the supposed haunted swim)

On the last but 1 night, i was almost opposite the cars in the willow pitch, another lad was next door in the in willow swim, then the other 2 were on the opposite bank in pitchfords and stumps (i fished stumps for 3 days and hated having the stile behind me into the field, dont know why but it made me **** myself any noise on the fence!)

at about midnight the one lads orange revolving light on top of his transit starts going, flashing away and lighting the whole top half of the pool up, 'what the hells that?' i wondered.

anyway, thought nothing of it, must just be a weird technical thing, however it turned out that the light can only be activated by a button in the van (which had been pressed) however bizzarely the 4 of us were asleep in our bivvys, the doors were locked and the keys in the lads pocket!

bit strange i suppose!

Brian_Woolsey

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#86 26 Sept 2008 at 7.43am

In reply to Post #84
not blaming him at all, but what a shame he didn`t go to investigate,
what a difference he could`ve made to that girls life.....

more often than not, there is a logical explanation to all the things we see or think we see & hear,
although our imagination may not let our brain accept them at the time!!

one of the few natural phenomenoms that have ever spooked me was actually seeing a will`o`the wisp on the marshes whilst fishing down by shorne fort.....

MrBump

Posts: 168

#85 26 Sept 2008 at 7.43am

In reply to Post #83
always wanted to fish redmire but think I might give it a swerve!

when I was young fishing on my own I used to take a big knife with me, I say knife it was more of a crocadille dundee style machete, 'thats not a knife, this a knife..'

20 years later I sleep with a stainless stick down the side of the bedchair. ghost stories might be scary but no one ever comes to physical harm, it's just a bit of gentle mental scarring.

having said that I do of course realise I will now be the first person to be mauled by a ghost this evening

Bream_Boy

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#84 26 Sept 2008 at 0.30am

In reply to Post #82
Not from me but a story of a mate of mine. One night he was lying on his bedchair and heard muffled screams that got louder a bit over the track. He didn't think much of it but went to sleep with a sotrm pole in his hands.

He went home the enxt day and in hte local paper during the week was a story of a taxi driver who had abducted a woman, raped her in his car then driven her down the track by his lake and done it agian. Shook him up a tad that one!

devon_carper

Posts: 939

#83 26 Sept 2008 at 0.30am

So how many people have done an overnighter since reading this thread? And how many will admit to staying awake as long as possible, just in case?

dippa

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#82 25 Sept 2008 at 11.57pm

In reply to Post #76
I think it was pitchfords from memory Dave. I was with Len Arbery on an AT gig and wrote about the whole night in the paper. I was supposed to stay for two nights, but wild horses etc. I am convinced what ever bugged me in the night, so frightening that I spent the rest of it in my car with the doors locked and my eyes shut tight, was not of this earth. Funny thing was Len was fishing over the other side of the lake and was ill that night as I recall. Two interesting things that never saw light of day in AT was the picture I took innocently of my car and clearly ingrained in the reflection of the metal was the most hideous face I' ve ever seen. We blew the slide up and it was decided not to publish it. The other odd thing was that all the way home in the car, I felt something was in the back. When I got in, without saying anything to her indoors, the cooker caught fire for no apparent reason. Could be coincidence I s'pose. Have often wondered about going back, but would never spend a night there. Even in the day, there is a strange aura about the place.

Zack

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#81 25 Sept 2008 at 9.29pm

In reply to Post #80
I hate threads like this, yet its compulsive reading. Not only do you have your own experiences on your own water to think about but then you also have others at the back of your mind for when your mind starts wandering at two in the morning.

My local water has enough strange goings on and does not help when there has been a couple of suicides there as well to get your mind going into overdrive into the twilight zone.

One of my worst ever experiences was hearing something large moving closer towards me untill it was on top of me, then my brolly started shaking like a good un. Eventually I cracked and ran out to see a bloody cow licking the top of my brolly.

Then there was the time, one foggy night when I heard steps coming down the bank towards me and stopped behind my bivvy and all I could hear was something breathing heavilly. Once again I cracked expecting sombody stood there planning on nicking my tackle or worse but when I got out there was nothing there and no way was I going down the bank into the thick fog to see if I could catch up with anyone, never slept at all that night.

Sadly your mind takes over and half the time you just scare yourself to death but yes at times somethings are just unexplainable.

afc35y

Posts: 2143

#80 25 Sept 2008 at 8.14pm

In reply to Post #65
good 1

its always nice to fish alone and where no one has the chance to fish but when the hairs stand up on the back of the neck its hard to get rid if that train of thought,this is scary

Brad93

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#79 25 Sept 2008 at 2.03pm

In reply to Post #77
Sounds like a dream session

CarpAshishin

Posts: 86

#78 25 Sept 2008 at 1.38pm

In reply to Post #1
And there's more..... Many moons ago, I fished a reservoir called Pilsworth in Bury.
This lake has a fearsome reputation for dodgy locals with baseball bats giving grief to fishermen and stealing tackle.
We were told some of this by a carper the day we arrived. He left us with a warning to be careful at night. �Watch out for the spot lights� Yeah right! The lake was in the middle of nowhere!!
Anyways, about 1am we are still awake, freezing cold because it�s late December, when we heard the sound of a car coming down the track towards the lake. We were bivved up half way down, about 150yrds from the car park. Thinking it must be sh@###rs, we weren�t that worried, however we were reflecting on what the carper had told us.
A pair of headlights appeared in the car park and pulled up to bank, shining out across the lake.
So far we were not that concerned but still chose to keep a low profile.
Then a great big 1000+candle power light bangs on from the top of the vehicle. It steadily sweeps the bank of the lake like its searching. Luckily our bivvys were behind a hedge so it couldn�t see us. We were digging out any kind of weapon we could find, from black widow catapults to long bank sticks.
They stayed in the carpark for about 30-40 minutes while we lay in ambush mode, sh@##ing bricks, waiting for these hard core thugs to have a pop at us.
Finally they left and we didn�t sleep all night!
Next morning we found a puppy in a sack in the lake whimpering. Guess they had come to drown him and see if they could nick some tackle and beat some 15 year olds up at the same time.
Just an average Saturday night out for the boys in Bury I guess.

CarpAshishin

Posts: 86

#77 25 Sept 2008 at 1.06pm

In reply to Post #1
Many many moons ago I used to fish a Prince Albert water in Cheshire called Thornycroft. It's in fact two lake's, Top and bottom.
The Top lake is 2, maybe three acres with an island in the middle. On the Island during the winter when the leaves have fallen, you can just make out the remains of an old building hidden in the wooded island. Some used to say this was an old Monastery, Cant confirm this, but still, it is spooky as hell.
This top lake has a reputation of being haunted. A few Carpers who regularly fished the top lake would tell stories of strange glowing lights, like candles, coming from the ruins. As there was no way of getting on or off the island un-noticed, this was a bit worrying. One old boy I spoke to swore blind that he was woken in the night by a bleep from his bite alarms, only to find the figure of a monk standing by his rods, who then faded away to nothing. Obviously s@#@ scared he dived back under his kipping bag (why do we think this offers us protection from the psycho�s and the paranormal????) He then got a run within minutes and bagged his PB off the lake? (Casper the friendly fishermans monk ghost?)
The bottom lake is separated from them top lake by a wood. There are stables in these woods where some local girls kept their horses. Scrawled on the wall of the stables was some graffiti saying �Beware the ghosts�. Not the best thing to read when on your way to do a week of nights.
The bottom lake is about 500yrds long and 100yrds wide. The south side of the lake is lined with long reed beds with pegs every 15 yards. The top of the lake is silty and shallow, while the bottom of the lake is deeper with dense tree lined snags.
One night a friend and I were we were fishing the snags when we heard the most blood curdling screams coming from the snag area. We didn�t sleep a wink that night. Next morning, after much deliberation, we both decided to have a look in the snags. As we were new to the lake at this time, we had never been round to this side. We made our way round, fighting hawthorn bushes ect until we entered what can only be described as a dense bamboo thicket. In the middle of the thicket was a clearing. In this clearing were two graves with headstones. There was also an old pram with something wrapped up in a blanket. Neither of us ever wanted to look inside it. There were also dolls hanging out of the trees on pieces of string.
In hindsight, it was probably a kids den, but at the time, our minds worked overtime and we s@#@ ourselves properly!!
The opposite bank was a long lawn that ran up to a big Mansion like building on top of the hill.
We had had no idea who owned the mansion or who lived there. One morning I woke up before dawn, opened my bivvy door and looked out. all I could see was a white mist. Still sleepy and a bit perplexed, I got out and stood up. As I stood up straight my head emerged out of the mist which was five foot deep. Above that it was clear. The full moon was still up which gave the mist an eerie glow It was like a sea of mist. Only my head and the tips of the reeds were protruding above it. It was beautiful but very creepy, however the worst was to come. I wondered over to my m8 in the next swim and we had a smoke and admired this heavy morning mist. Suddenly we hear this weird chanting like sound coming from the mansion. Next thing, this procession of men dressed in long brown monks habits came out of the mansion and started walking in a line down towards the lake chanting and holding a prayer book out in front of then. They stood by the water chanting while my mate and I hid in the bivvy until they went.
All very scary when your 14
Many years later we found out that the mansion was a catholic retreat run by monks.

mezacarp

Posts: 1651

#76 25 Sept 2008 at 8.13am

In reply to Post #75

which swim?

somewhere in between cranstons and pitchfords by any chance!?


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