In reply to Post #122
lol very funny
lol very funny
In reply to Post #144
i was doing a 24h sessoin on my local res and it got to about 2am when i woke up to what i thaught to hear a person running or hopping down the dirt track 3foot behind my bivvy and i curled up in my bag untill i heard it again the exact same noise so i picked up the 9'' hunting knife and looked out side whilst i went for a piss and i could barley see my rods from 3 foot away becaue of the mist but i woke up at 7am the next day and talked to my mate who was fishing down the bank and he said he could hear creaking all night from what he thaught to be someone walking up and down the wodden walkway behind him.
only been back there once after that but on the otherside of the lake
i was doing a 24h sessoin on my local res and it got to about 2am when i woke up to what i thaught to hear a person running or hopping down the dirt track 3foot behind my bivvy and i curled up in my bag untill i heard it again the exact same noise so i picked up the 9'' hunting knife and looked out side whilst i went for a piss and i could barley see my rods from 3 foot away becaue of the mist but i woke up at 7am the next day and talked to my mate who was fishing down the bank and he said he could hear creaking all night from what he thaught to be someone walking up and down the wodden walkway behind him.
only been back there once after that but on the otherside of the lake
In reply to Post #145
if you feel threatened enough to take a knife fishing with you maybe you shouldnt be fishing that place
if you feel threatened enough to take a knife fishing with you maybe you shouldnt be fishing that place
In reply to Post #148
I heard about a public lake in france where the local scum have found there is a market for carp gear
THIS IS SCAREY 2 Dutch carp anglers were going to fish this place for a couple of weeks
The first guy arrived on the friday afternoon and loaded his boat up and boated out to the swim fished the friday night
his pal didnt arrive until untill late Sat and so he just put up a brolly and slept under it untill the morning well that WAS the plan around 0300 he heard some noises then he saw 3 French lads 2 of them had large sticks they got either side of the bivvy door then the 3rd one stood by the rods and shouted quick quick come quick Luckily the dutch guy shouted and told his pal stay inside they waiting to cosh you this gave him time to arm himself with 2 stainless banksticks they had a good fight and manage to beat them off they stayed up all night and packed up in the morning
apparently the following week a dutch angler wokeup to find his zodiac missing and his rods ect
France has some very dodgy places
I heard about a public lake in france where the local scum have found there is a market for carp gear
THIS IS SCAREY 2 Dutch carp anglers were going to fish this place for a couple of weeks
The first guy arrived on the friday afternoon and loaded his boat up and boated out to the swim fished the friday night
his pal didnt arrive until untill late Sat and so he just put up a brolly and slept under it untill the morning well that WAS the plan around 0300 he heard some noises then he saw 3 French lads 2 of them had large sticks they got either side of the bivvy door then the 3rd one stood by the rods and shouted quick quick come quick Luckily the dutch guy shouted and told his pal stay inside they waiting to cosh you this gave him time to arm himself with 2 stainless banksticks they had a good fight and manage to beat them off they stayed up all night and packed up in the morning
apparently the following week a dutch angler wokeup to find his zodiac missing and his rods ect
France has some very dodgy places
In reply to Post #149
i was also reading a carpology article and it was talking about places when fishing and it said frank warrick (i think) said he found a human skull when he was setting up and when he waided into the water he found the rest of the skellington by stepping on its ribs it said that was on lake raduta
i was also reading a carpology article and it was talking about places when fishing and it said frank warrick (i think) said he found a human skull when he was setting up and when he waided into the water he found the rest of the skellington by stepping on its ribs it said that was on lake raduta
In reply to Post #150
ive just sat for the last hour and a bit reading all the post and im scared to go outside for a fag great storys keep em coming
ive just sat for the last hour and a bit reading all the post and im scared to go outside for a fag
great storys keep em coming
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In reply to Post #145
gr8 thread never nite fishing again
gr8 thread
never nite fishing again
In reply to Post #143
now that is spooky as f×××
now that is spooky as f×××
In reply to Post #155
not so long ago me and my brother where fishing a lake with a small wooded erea behind us. at about 1 am my brother had a fish on while he was getting it sorted out we could hear something very noisey moving throw the woods close to us. it was to big for a fox or sanything like that. when we had put the fish back we went and tryed to have a look to see what it was thinking it was some one walking throw pissed up. we had one of these 1 million candle wot torches on full shining it throw the woods following the noise. we came out into the car park which was only a short distance from where we where fishing. we couldint see what it was. later that night we heard the same noise.
not so long ago me and my brother where fishing a lake with a small wooded erea behind us. at about 1 am my brother had a fish on while he was getting it sorted out we could hear something very noisey moving throw the woods close to us. it was to big for a fox or sanything like that. when we had put the fish back we went and tryed to have a look to see what it was thinking it was some one walking throw pissed up. we had one of these 1 million candle wot torches on full shining it throw the woods following the noise. we came out into the car park which was only a short distance from where we where fishing. we couldint see what it was. later that night we heard the same noise.
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I'm pretty sure I've never mentioned this before on here. It isn't fishing related but I've always known something wasn't right here due to the circumstances surrounding the event.
On holiday in the bahamas in 1992. Best holiday ever, right at the end Hurricane Andrew blows in from the atlantic. Airports shut down windows taped up tornado watch categeory 5 hurricane etc... Hurricane blows in around late afternoon, wind speed incredible much much stronger than anything I've seen in this country although I've seen gusts that are very strong over here, but during a hurricane they don't gust they are constant and the wind is so fierce the rain blows sideways. Seen tennis court type fences with the posts twisted up like pipe cleaners and loads of trees down. Even some stone walls had been part demolished and there was lots of flooding although we were lucky not to get flooded where we were. The pressure drop the day before it arrived was incredible. Went from being in a sauna type heat to a cool blustery day in this country.
Anyways the storm got really strong during the early evening and the wind was forcing rain water through the gaps between tightly screw closed double glazed windows. The hotel was only two/three floors high but was very luxurious. In one part facing into the slightly more sheltered but still very ravaged pool area there was a stairwell which enabled people from both floors to get down to the pool. The doors had a one way lock on them. You could open them from the inside but they shut behind you. To get back in you'd have needed a key or someone there to let you in. You could open these doors as they were facing west. Some of the other doors could not be opened due to the wind strength no matter how hard you pushed.
Anyways in the middle of the storm well after it had gone quite dark and with howling wind and rain outside while me and my dad we're watching the storm out of one of the windows - a young girl a year or two younger than me (I was 13 at the time) dressed like a tourist like us calmly walked along the corridor we were in, opened the door, walked outside and closed the door behind her. I looked out but I couldn't see where she went as my view of the stairwell she walked onto was very limited, I seem to vaguely remember maybe seeing her arm on the stair well side as she descended but that was it. I clearly remember both me and dad loooking at each other at the time completely puzzled as to why on earth she had done this, and why she didn't even look frightened. This was the time before mobile phones too.
I suppose it's possible that maybe she'd phoned a mate on the intercom in a room downstairs who let her in when she got to the next floor down. Maybe her parents got mad with her when they found out what she'd done, but she'd have to have been the coolest and calmest young girl in the world to have so casually walked out into all that, I mean it was a cat 5 hurricane in full force?
I've had a much more definite supernatural encounter in much more recent years but this one is one that always stays with me because I feel that if I could get the chance to relive the situation again I could have spoken to her and found out what was going on. That feeling of being so close to something that might/might not have been supernatural was very strange and the calmness of her actions remain oddly alluring even after all these years.
I'm pretty sure I've never mentioned this before on here. It isn't fishing related but I've always known something wasn't right here due to the circumstances surrounding the event.
On holiday in the bahamas in 1992. Best holiday ever, right at the end Hurricane Andrew blows in from the atlantic. Airports shut down windows taped up tornado watch categeory 5 hurricane etc... Hurricane blows in around late afternoon, wind speed incredible much much stronger than anything I've seen in this country although I've seen gusts that are very strong over here, but during a hurricane they don't gust they are constant and the wind is so fierce the rain blows sideways. Seen tennis court type fences with the posts twisted up like pipe cleaners and loads of trees down. Even some stone walls had been part demolished and there was lots of flooding although we were lucky not to get flooded where we were. The pressure drop the day before it arrived was incredible. Went from being in a sauna type heat to a cool blustery day in this country.
Anyways the storm got really strong during the early evening and the wind was forcing rain water through the gaps between tightly screw closed double glazed windows. The hotel was only two/three floors high but was very luxurious. In one part facing into the slightly more sheltered but still very ravaged pool area there was a stairwell which enabled people from both floors to get down to the pool. The doors had a one way lock on them. You could open them from the inside but they shut behind you. To get back in you'd have needed a key or someone there to let you in. You could open these doors as they were facing west. Some of the other doors could not be opened due to the wind strength no matter how hard you pushed.
Anyways in the middle of the storm well after it had gone quite dark and with howling wind and rain outside while me and my dad we're watching the storm out of one of the windows - a young girl a year or two younger than me (I was 13 at the time) dressed like a tourist like us calmly walked along the corridor we were in, opened the door, walked outside and closed the door behind her. I looked out but I couldn't see where she went as my view of the stairwell she walked onto was very limited, I seem to vaguely remember maybe seeing her arm on the stair well side as she descended but that was it. I clearly remember both me and dad loooking at each other at the time completely puzzled as to why on earth she had done this, and why she didn't even look frightened. This was the time before mobile phones too.
I suppose it's possible that maybe she'd phoned a mate on the intercom in a room downstairs who let her in when she got to the next floor down. Maybe her parents got mad with her when they found out what she'd done, but she'd have to have been the coolest and calmest young girl in the world to have so casually walked out into all that, I mean it was a cat 5 hurricane in full force?
I've had a much more definite supernatural encounter in much more recent years but this one is one that always stays with me because I feel that if I could get the chance to relive the situation again I could have spoken to her and found out what was going on. That feeling of being so close to something that might/might not have been supernatural was very strange and the calmness of her actions remain oddly alluring even after all these years.
Whilst the wife and I were fishing a lake in france one year, we were sharing the lake with some guys from liverpool, 5 of them.
One of these guys was an absolute giant, about 6'8", 20 stone, easy.
But unfortunately for him, he was such a girl! He heard scuffling behind his bivvy during one night, and he got up to see what it was, and shone his headlight into the woods, where he was confronted by two bright green eyes, which gave a shriek, and ran off, and so did he!
His mates came running to see what all the commotion was, and he told them about the "Beast". well, after calming him down, he finally got back in his bivvy, only for 2 of his so called mates, stuck 2 glow-sticks in an apple, and put it into the woods behind his bivvy.
They then started to make spooky noises, which had this guy s******g himself!, he flew out the bivvy door, looked round behind the bivvy, and see these 2 glowing "Eyes", and started shouting at them! Well, the "Beast" just sat there this time, didn't move..........and this REALLY freaked him out! He grabbed a bloody great long branch that had fallen from a tree, about the size of a baseball bat in diameter, but twice as long
and hurled it at this thing.............only, he forgot that his Greys Prodigy spod-rod was leaning against the tree, and he snapped the bloody thing in half!!!!!!!!
Not one of them could sleep for laughing!
One of these guys was an absolute giant, about 6'8", 20 stone, easy.
But unfortunately for him, he was such a girl! He heard scuffling behind his bivvy during one night, and he got up to see what it was, and shone his headlight into the woods, where he was confronted by two bright green eyes, which gave a shriek, and ran off, and so did he!
His mates came running to see what all the commotion was, and he told them about the "Beast". well, after calming him down, he finally got back in his bivvy, only for 2 of his so called mates, stuck 2 glow-sticks in an apple, and put it into the woods behind his bivvy.
They then started to make spooky noises, which had this guy s******g himself!, he flew out the bivvy door, looked round behind the bivvy, and see these 2 glowing "Eyes", and started shouting at them! Well, the "Beast" just sat there this time, didn't move..........and this REALLY freaked him out! He grabbed a bloody great long branch that had fallen from a tree, about the size of a baseball bat in diameter, but twice as long
and hurled it at this thing.............only, he forgot that his Greys Prodigy spod-rod was leaning against the tree, and he snapped the bloody thing in half!!!!!!!!
Not one of them could sleep for laughing!
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About 4 years ago, I did a social on my syndicate, which has a public canal running alongside on one bank. Me and my mate, stayed up late on the first night, we were on the public side, having a few cans/fags etc. It was a November night, very foggy, and we got onto discussing ghost stories etc. Nothing happened that night, but my mate had to go in the morning, leaving me to do my second night on my own.
The next night, nothing much was happening, fishing-wise, so turned in at about 10pm, and again, it was a VERY foggy/black night, with no moon etc. My mind went into overdrive, recalling the stories from the night before, and I've got to admit, I got a bit spooked (I've been to Millwall, Leeds, Birmingham with Cardiff City, and never felt as uneasy as I was this night on the bank).
Anyway, at about 11pm, I was drifting off to sleep, when, about 10 yards behind my bivvy, I started to hear a young girls' voice (I've got goosebumps writing this now !!!). She was singing, in that Amityville style, and I'm not scared to admit, I was bricking it. As it's a VERY public bank, I used to (don't now) carry a baseball bat with me. So, after about 2 minutes of plucking up the courage, I got out of the bivvy, with this baseball bat cocked like Babe Ruth !! To my utter dismay, the little girl was continuing to sing, but all I could see was a small skeleton, dancing around about 5 yards away.
Trying to think logically, I quickly thought - this must be a kid off one of the canal boats, so I politely asked (with very shaky voice) "can you go away please, I'm trying to fish here". Just as I'd finished the "here" something else jumped out from behind my bivvy and shouted (at the top of it's voice) "RRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" !!! The bat was in full swing mode now, and as I swung it, our Head Bailiff (at the time) went "wwwwhhhhoooaaaahhhhh , as it whistled past his nose.
The git, had heared me and my mate the night before, and brought his daughter up, dressed in full Haloween get up, purposely to wind me up. He had heared me saying that I couldn't watch Amityville all the way through, so had done it all on purpose !!!
I tell you, my heart was doing about 400 beats a minute. It took me ages to settle down. The Bailiff was laughing with me into our 3rd cup of tea, although he did give me a rollocking about the bat !!!
That's the scariest I've had. Makes me LOL now, but at the time, it wasn't funny !!!
About 4 years ago, I did a social on my syndicate, which has a public canal running alongside on one bank. Me and my mate, stayed up late on the first night, we were on the public side, having a few cans/fags etc. It was a November night, very foggy, and we got onto discussing ghost stories etc. Nothing happened that night, but my mate had to go in the morning, leaving me to do my second night on my own.
The next night, nothing much was happening, fishing-wise, so turned in at about 10pm, and again, it was a VERY foggy/black night, with no moon etc. My mind went into overdrive, recalling the stories from the night before, and I've got to admit, I got a bit spooked (I've been to Millwall, Leeds, Birmingham with Cardiff City, and never felt as uneasy as I was this night on the bank).
Anyway, at about 11pm, I was drifting off to sleep, when, about 10 yards behind my bivvy, I started to hear a young girls' voice (I've got goosebumps writing this now !!!). She was singing, in that Amityville style, and I'm not scared to admit, I was bricking it. As it's a VERY public bank, I used to (don't now) carry a baseball bat with me. So, after about 2 minutes of plucking up the courage, I got out of the bivvy, with this baseball bat cocked like Babe Ruth !! To my utter dismay, the little girl was continuing to sing, but all I could see was a small skeleton, dancing around about 5 yards away.
Trying to think logically, I quickly thought - this must be a kid off one of the canal boats, so I politely asked (with very shaky voice) "can you go away please, I'm trying to fish here". Just as I'd finished the "here" something else jumped out from behind my bivvy and shouted (at the top of it's voice) "RRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" !!! The bat was in full swing mode now, and as I swung it, our Head Bailiff (at the time) went "wwwwhhhhoooaaaahhhhh , as it whistled past his nose.
The git, had heared me and my mate the night before, and brought his daughter up, dressed in full Haloween get up, purposely to wind me up. He had heared me saying that I couldn't watch Amityville all the way through, so had done it all on purpose !!!
I tell you, my heart was doing about 400 beats a minute. It took me ages to settle down. The Bailiff was laughing with me into our 3rd cup of tea, although he did give me a rollocking about the bat !!!
That's the scariest I've had. Makes me LOL now, but at the time, it wasn't funny !!!
Heres one that happened to me many years ago while fishing a lake in Essex.
The lake was a club lake and surrounded by high chalk cliffs, one side was a very slim bank with the other being much more comfortable, we used to fish the more comfortable side for obvious reasons. My mate had fished with me the first night ( I was staying until the season ended) another two nights, we had caught a couple of carp, not massive fish but good fish for the water.
My mate went before it got dark and left me alone on the lake, at about 1 in the morning I heard this loud screaming, when I say loud I mean really loud, this was followed by someting which sounded like it was rolling down the cliffs oposite through the bushes. This freaked me out completely.
Was it children being killed and thrown down the cliffs?
Was it a woman being killed and thrown down?
Who was it being thrown down the cliffs?
I honestly thought it sounded like children, I was cr*pping myself, it was years before mobile phones were popular. The following morning a couple of anglers turned up to fish to the end of season and I told them about what had happened, they said they had heard the same many times, it was a family of foxes that came out and made the screaming noises whilst tumbling down the cliffs playing and or mating.
Can't remember if I stayed the extra nights now or not!!!
The lake was a club lake and surrounded by high chalk cliffs, one side was a very slim bank with the other being much more comfortable, we used to fish the more comfortable side for obvious reasons. My mate had fished with me the first night ( I was staying until the season ended) another two nights, we had caught a couple of carp, not massive fish but good fish for the water.
My mate went before it got dark and left me alone on the lake, at about 1 in the morning I heard this loud screaming, when I say loud I mean really loud, this was followed by someting which sounded like it was rolling down the cliffs oposite through the bushes. This freaked me out completely.
Was it children being killed and thrown down the cliffs?
Was it a woman being killed and thrown down?
Who was it being thrown down the cliffs?
I honestly thought it sounded like children, I was cr*pping myself, it was years before mobile phones were popular. The following morning a couple of anglers turned up to fish to the end of season and I told them about what had happened, they said they had heard the same many times, it was a family of foxes that came out and made the screaming noises whilst tumbling down the cliffs playing and or mating.
Can't remember if I stayed the extra nights now or not!!!
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