Worst I ever had was back when I was a lot younger before I was a raver myself I was doing two nights on a little lake out in the middle of nowhere on my own, from about 10pm till 4am I could hear all this crashing and shouting in the bushes all night round the other side of the lake had absolutely no idea what was going on for hours scared S@#*less someone was going to come and give me hastle. Next day I just carried on like normal didnt really give it a second thought but as soon as it got dark the crashing started again for about an hour and loads of dodgy people started wandering around the lake bit weird considering this was in the middle of nowhere. Didnt leave my bivvy for a good hour and sat there clutching a bank stick until sudenly this REALLY REALLY loud music started playing and it turned out it was a rave! Spent the whole night in my bivvy cacking myself thinking some druggie was going to rob me!
Mind you I was there when they had the next one at the lake a year later but I wasnt fishing this time!
Mind you I was there when they had the next one at the lake a year later but I wasnt fishing this time!
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Fished there a few times with my cousin and uncle when I was young, pretty scary place especially at night over by the bridges or right over the back end of the lake.
Fished there a few times with my cousin and uncle when I was young, pretty scary place especially at night over by the bridges or right over the back end of the lake.
Any more??? Great thread! 
Im only 13,and im joining a syndicate lake,in the middle of knowhere!!! i will be doing night sessions on my own,and the lake is down a track,away from houses,in the middle of fields,and boggy marshes. Dont know how scared i will be when i start?!?!
im only 14 and when i was fishing the other week with a few friends we had a bit of a funny experience. It was the first night of the session, and after getting everything sorted we sat up for a few hours into the early morning chatting with the radio on. around 12, my mate heard something and quickly flicked the radio off. The other side of the lake was very heavily tree lined and wooded, making it unfishable unless you were stalking. Suddenly, this loud crash in the trees echoed across the lake, followed by more and more, distinctly moving left across the lake towards the end of the lake and the swim we were in. Sitting there, absolutely s***ing ourselves, we sat in silence for about 1/2 hour until it eventually stopped and all went silent.
not as freaky as some as the others on here but i sure was s***ing myself
not as freaky as some as the others on here but i sure was s***ing myself
on my club water a few years back, i got there about 8:30/9:00pm. no other cars in the car park as i pulled-up so i thought "great, whole lake to myself." picked a swim and quickly set-up as it was getting dark and fast. flicked rods out then sorting my ground sheet out when in the fading light noticed a mound of dirt with a wooden cross stuck in the top of it around 4ft from where my bivvy will have to be set up. bivvy went up anyway as im not a great beliver in all that stuff. just getting cosey and cracked a beer open and i had my dvd player with me so thought will put a film on. opened my dvd player bag and i then noticed i only had one dvd with me, "the exorcist". so there i am, on my own at the lake with no one around sitting next to a fresh looking mound of dirt with a woodern cross hanging out the top of it watching the exorcist. about 8 the next morning, the bloke who runs the club came walking into my swim, so i told him about my bad taste in dvd's when fishing next to a freshly dug grave. he laughed at me and called me a nutter for watching that whilst having the lake to myself. as it turned out, that mound of dirt was from a work party and a few of the lads thought it would be a laugh to put a cross in it.
With Haloween just around the corner, I thought it would be fun to "resurrect" this excellent thread. I wasted good time in work reading this. Anyone got any stories to add?
mate of mines dad was fishing a local sydicate one night, laying in his pit reading about hauntings round norfolk. after a few hours he fell asleep and was awoken at about midnight by a banging on his bivvy at the back right near the bottomm, so he got up had a look around but there was nothing there and no sign of anyone being near by.
he told himself it was just the book he was reading and that he was dreaming and went back to sleep... bout 2 hours later he was woken again by the same thing, went outsuide again to check and there was nothing there, still thinking it was a dream he went to bed. an hour after this exactly the same thing happened again this time he was out in a flash looking about but still noone there. he didnt go back to sleep this time instead he made him self a cupper and as soon as it got light he started to pack up...... as he lifted his ground sheet up he the realised his mistake.
he had only gone and put it over a rabbit hole and the poor old rabbit had spent its night tryibng to get out. god we gave him some stick for that.
he told himself it was just the book he was reading and that he was dreaming and went back to sleep... bout 2 hours later he was woken again by the same thing, went outsuide again to check and there was nothing there, still thinking it was a dream he went to bed. an hour after this exactly the same thing happened again this time he was out in a flash looking about but still noone there. he didnt go back to sleep this time instead he made him self a cupper and as soon as it got light he started to pack up...... as he lifted his ground sheet up he the realised his mistake.
he had only gone and put it over a rabbit hole and the poor old rabbit had spent its night tryibng to get out. god we gave him some stick for that.
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really good story , thanks for sharing,
really good story , thanks for sharing,
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really good story , thanks for sharing,
classic
really good story , thanks for sharing,
classic
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. . .told this on another forum years ago, still bugs me to this day. . .
Was fishing a very small day ticket water on my own one summers eve and had the water to myself. . .the carp were holed up at the far end under the usual bushes and I was having fun free-lining mixers and playing hit and hold off the top . . .
The lake is surrounded by a metal fence and there is a creaky gate at the opposite end to the swim I was fishing that 'clanks' whenever somebody opens and closes it - the baliff came round at about 7pm, took my money and disappeared - I knew he'd be back around 10.30pm to lock up at dusk. About 9.45pm the gate opened and I thought 'he's back early . .oh well, perhaps he wants to chat etc' however after about 10 mins he had'nt appeared (the swim was well covered by undergrowth front and back) so I reeled in and walked up the bank to see what he was up to.
What I actually saw was initially plausible however it soon become clear that there was some strange stuff going on . . . a girl, about 10-11 years old was standing on the far bank by the gate, seemingly staring at me. I waved, no response - I then shouted 'you alright?' . . no response. Kids did occasionally frequent the lake, however usually in groups and wearing jeans, trainers, tracksuit tops etc . . .this girl was wearing a pinafore dress (50's style) and had an unconventionally short haircut . . .the temp was dropping (I had a fleece on) so this child looked really out of place . . .I shouted again 'you ok?' . . .no response. The light was fading fast by now and the child continued to stare across the water - this was when some really strange sh*t happened . . .she started to whistle with a very high pitch, but tunefully . . .she put her hand in the air and a small bird landed on her finger (a bit like snow white in the disney kids film). . .I shouted again, 'hello?' but with no response . .
It was starting to feel REALLY cold now (bizarre for mid-summer) and I was extremely nervous - I scuttled back down to my peg and starting packing up straight away . . this was too weird. Next thing I hear the gate clanking again and I'm now sh*tting myself with my mind racing . . .I turned around after hearing the undergrowth crack and there was the baliff . . 'you ok?' he asked. With relief I recounted the whole story, and he started to laugh . . .I was nuts apparently! I asked him whether he knew of any kids drowning etc back in the day - apparently not.
Now to be fair I was heavily into the rave scene from 1989 onwards and I've hallucinated plenty of things under the influence, I'm also creative in nature and in my work . . . .however, I saw what I saw and would stand in a court of law and recount the same tale. . .I havn't been back to the same lake since . . . . . . . .
. . .told this on another forum years ago, still bugs me to this day. . .
Was fishing a very small day ticket water on my own one summers eve and had the water to myself. . .the carp were holed up at the far end under the usual bushes and I was having fun free-lining mixers and playing hit and hold off the top . . .
The lake is surrounded by a metal fence and there is a creaky gate at the opposite end to the swim I was fishing that 'clanks' whenever somebody opens and closes it - the baliff came round at about 7pm, took my money and disappeared - I knew he'd be back around 10.30pm to lock up at dusk. About 9.45pm the gate opened and I thought 'he's back early . .oh well, perhaps he wants to chat etc' however after about 10 mins he had'nt appeared (the swim was well covered by undergrowth front and back) so I reeled in and walked up the bank to see what he was up to.
What I actually saw was initially plausible however it soon become clear that there was some strange stuff going on . . . a girl, about 10-11 years old was standing on the far bank by the gate, seemingly staring at me. I waved, no response - I then shouted 'you alright?' . . no response. Kids did occasionally frequent the lake, however usually in groups and wearing jeans, trainers, tracksuit tops etc . . .this girl was wearing a pinafore dress (50's style) and had an unconventionally short haircut . . .the temp was dropping (I had a fleece on) so this child looked really out of place . . .I shouted again 'you ok?' . . .no response. The light was fading fast by now and the child continued to stare across the water - this was when some really strange sh*t happened . . .she started to whistle with a very high pitch, but tunefully . . .she put her hand in the air and a small bird landed on her finger (a bit like snow white in the disney kids film). . .I shouted again, 'hello?' but with no response . .
It was starting to feel REALLY cold now (bizarre for mid-summer) and I was extremely nervous - I scuttled back down to my peg and starting packing up straight away . . this was too weird. Next thing I hear the gate clanking again and I'm now sh*tting myself with my mind racing . . .I turned around after hearing the undergrowth crack and there was the baliff . . 'you ok?' he asked. With relief I recounted the whole story, and he started to laugh . . .I was nuts apparently! I asked him whether he knew of any kids drowning etc back in the day - apparently not.
Now to be fair I was heavily into the rave scene from 1989 onwards and I've hallucinated plenty of things under the influence, I'm also creative in nature and in my work . . . .however, I saw what I saw and would stand in a court of law and recount the same tale. . .I havn't been back to the same lake since . . . . . . . .
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Well told story mate.
Well told story mate.
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real good tale there is more in heaven and earth than we poor mortals understand
real good tale there is more in heaven and earth than we poor mortals understand
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I remember story of some chap who was fishing in France and some greatly woman with like a dark face came snarled at him and was dragged away by two other people she was with.
I've not done the story justice but scary stuff. Not sure if it was on here or cemex.
I remember story of some chap who was fishing in France and some greatly woman with like a dark face came snarled at him and was dragged away by two other people she was with.
I've not done the story justice but scary stuff. Not sure if it was on here or cemex.
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Great story chris
Great story chris