In reply to Post #1331
I remember it like it just happened. I just stared at it, not believing what I was seeing. I never saw it like that again but did see small coin size ones regularly. Never that big though. Fascinates me but doesn't scare me.
A funny thing the night after it happened. I was led on the bed staring at the ceiling wanting it to happen again. It was pitch black and I actually asked it to show itself again. Flash....... Something lit on the ceiling. I stared intently again.........flash.....again. Wow I thought. Then it happened again, it was then I realised it was the poxy smoke detector lol. Felt a idiot lol but no explanation for all the other stuff
I remember it like it just happened. I just stared at it, not believing what I was seeing. I never saw it like that again but did see small coin size ones regularly. Never that big though. Fascinates me but doesn't scare me.
A funny thing the night after it happened. I was led on the bed staring at the ceiling wanting it to happen again. It was pitch black and I actually asked it to show itself again. Flash....... Something lit on the ceiling. I stared intently again.........flash.....again. Wow I thought. Then it happened again, it was then I realised it was the poxy smoke detector lol. Felt a idiot lol but no explanation for all the other stuff
In reply to Post #1331
You seem very knowledgable about this stuff Adam..
I bet anybody who pops round to your swim for a cuppa doesn't sleep a wink that night
You seem very knowledgable about this stuff Adam..
I bet anybody who pops round to your swim for a cuppa doesn't sleep a wink that night
In reply to Post #1334
Its all down to my upbringing jon .......
Remember relaying a tale to a good friend one night about the `beast`......about when they brought in this act of parliament,well in a local village ,an old boy had two black panthers ,they were on matching leads n collarrs.what he used to do was walk through the holidaymakers with these panthers etc ,think he used to get a rise out of it tbh..
Anyway...this act of parliament came in ,they just disappeared......rumour has it thet were let go on Bodmin Moor,but one was seen at lower Tamar lake .........
I was relaying this tale to my mate [ee now packed up cos of lutra lutra]..one stormy night on this huge ...hic hic..
resi....this mate was a bit scaredy and i played onit a bit... 
..so what i did was `manufacture`some `beast`paw prints in the grit of the resi by his harrisons....te he..In the morn i said to him omg look at these prints so and and forth.....
BUT .....my joke came back to haunt me.....put this way i dont joke about the `beast`ever.... anymore to anyone...
Its all down to my upbringing jon .......
Remember relaying a tale to a good friend one night about the `beast`......about when they brought in this act of parliament,well in a local village ,an old boy had two black panthers ,they were on matching leads n collarrs.what he used to do was walk through the holidaymakers with these panthers etc ,think he used to get a rise out of it tbh..
Anyway...this act of parliament came in ,they just disappeared......rumour has it thet were let go on Bodmin Moor,but one was seen at lower Tamar lake .........
I was relaying this tale to my mate [ee now packed up cos of lutra lutra]..one stormy night on this huge ...hic hic..
resi....this mate was a bit scaredy and i played onit a bit... ..so what i did was `manufacture`some `beast`paw prints in the grit of the resi by his harrisons....te he..In the morn i said to him omg look at these prints so and and forth.....BUT .....my joke came back to haunt me.....put this way i dont joke about the `beast`ever.... anymore to anyone...
In reply to Post #1334
.............a sort of carpy steven king
as an aside , although not spooky in the slightest , i have personally whitnessed a large black cat , and i dont mean a moggy , crossing the field on the opposite side of the lake i was fishing in Southern Ireland and in broad daylight .
I have absoutley no doubt that it was a big cat (panther , leopard etc) and when i spoke of it to a couple of the local anglers they told me it had been around for yrs and loads of people had seen it .
.............a sort of carpy steven king
as an aside , although not spooky in the slightest , i have personally whitnessed a large black cat , and i dont mean a moggy , crossing the field on the opposite side of the lake i was fishing in Southern Ireland and in broad daylight .
I have absoutley no doubt that it was a big cat (panther , leopard etc) and when i spoke of it to a couple of the local anglers they told me it had been around for yrs and loads of people had seen it .
In reply to Post #1336
definately......
definately......
In reply to Post #1337
Great thread!
Great thread!
In reply to Post #1332
Will check it out Conradi and thanks again for the pm
Top man is Conrad (buddi)
Any other storys?
Will check it out Conradi and thanks again for the pm
Top man is Conrad (buddi)
Any other storys?
In reply to Post #1325
I also remember fishing `Rashleigh`1990/91....on the bar swim ,in november...all i can say is i saw a miner complete with cornish shovel..looking towards the m25 swim ....just standing there he was....
I must have spent more days and nights in the Bar swim in my 35 years as a Club member that just about anybody and I have never seen the Cornish shovel OR the miner!
Is this simply because I think such 'visions' are the product of a vivid imagination, one that truly wants ghosts and goolies to exist?
Me I think it is all a load of ball cocks!
A very silly lady of our acquaintance once bet me and the missus £100 that we could not sleep a whole night in a room in a certain hotel room Apparently the room was subject to huge temperature drops, strange lights and manifestations, and worst of all, furniture moving around and loud bumps and thumps.
We gratefully accepted the money the next morning after a peaceful and undisturbed night's sleep during which we neither heard, saw or felt anything, and the wardrobe didn't change places with the dressing table either....
The more you WANT to believe, the more you WILL believe...UFO's anybody?
I also remember fishing `Rashleigh`1990/91....on the bar swim ,in november...all i can say is i saw a miner complete with cornish shovel..looking towards the m25 swim ....just standing there he was....
I must have spent more days and nights in the Bar swim in my 35 years as a Club member that just about anybody and I have never seen the Cornish shovel OR the miner!
Is this simply because I think such 'visions' are the product of a vivid imagination, one that truly wants ghosts and goolies to exist?
Me I think it is all a load of ball cocks!
A very silly lady of our acquaintance once bet me and the missus £100 that we could not sleep a whole night in a room in a certain hotel room Apparently the room was subject to huge temperature drops, strange lights and manifestations, and worst of all, furniture moving around and loud bumps and thumps.
We gratefully accepted the money the next morning after a peaceful and undisturbed night's sleep during which we neither heard, saw or felt anything, and the wardrobe didn't change places with the dressing table either....
The more you WANT to believe, the more you WILL believe...UFO's anybody?
In reply to Post #1340
Is this simply because I think such 'visions' are the product of a vivid imagination, one that truly wants ghosts and goolies to exist?
That may well be true mate, but the desires to see such things I wonder may be buried so deep in the subconscious that maybe people believe that on the surface they're seeing it against their will. Occasionally I have bumped in to some folks who didn't believe at all until they saw such things. I think you have to be careful though, trying to *impose* any sort of truth onto somebody else. Just because I've seen one, and had a very frightening experience does not necessarily mean that's some sort of absolute truth which applies to everyone which they are guaranteed to experience at some point. Definitely something going on here which relates to the individual's perception. I've often wondered if certain types of mind can drag up things that might be best left alone, and if you're not of that persuasion you maybe won't have those problems.
Me I think it is all a load of ball cocks!
Somebody's got to! it's comforting to know that some at least are immune!
Is this simply because I think such 'visions' are the product of a vivid imagination, one that truly wants ghosts and goolies to exist?
That may well be true mate, but the desires to see such things I wonder may be buried so deep in the subconscious that maybe people believe that on the surface they're seeing it against their will. Occasionally I have bumped in to some folks who didn't believe at all until they saw such things. I think you have to be careful though, trying to *impose* any sort of truth onto somebody else. Just because I've seen one, and had a very frightening experience does not necessarily mean that's some sort of absolute truth which applies to everyone which they are guaranteed to experience at some point. Definitely something going on here which relates to the individual's perception. I've often wondered if certain types of mind can drag up things that might be best left alone, and if you're not of that persuasion you maybe won't have those problems.
Me I think it is all a load of ball cocks!
Somebody's got to! it's comforting to know that some at least are immune!
In reply to Post #1341
Becoming slightly infatuated with this thread after reading it from beginning to end last night. Some of the stories sent a shiver down my spine.
Thankfully I've never had anything happen to me whilst fishing though one of the lakes on my club ticket always feels weird after dark.. I've always felt like there's something not right about the place, and every single person I speak to says the same. I wouldn't be at all surprised to encounter something down there should I spend any time fishing it on my own.
The scariest thing I had was waking up in my bedroom one night with the feeling I was being pinned to my bed by something/someone. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't move a muscle and my attempts at screaming resulted in just a tiny breath of air leaving my throat. That carried on for 20 seconds or so before it just stopped.. never happened before or since
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Becoming slightly infatuated with this thread after reading it from beginning to end last night. Some of the stories sent a shiver down my spine.
Thankfully I've never had anything happen to me whilst fishing though one of the lakes on my club ticket always feels weird after dark.. I've always felt like there's something not right about the place, and every single person I speak to says the same. I wouldn't be at all surprised to encounter something down there should I spend any time fishing it on my own.
The scariest thing I had was waking up in my bedroom one night with the feeling I was being pinned to my bed by something/someone. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't move a muscle and my attempts at screaming resulted in just a tiny breath of air leaving my throat. That carried on for 20 seconds or so before it just stopped.. never happened before or since
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In reply to Post #1342
That, I believe is called sleep paralysis and is reasonably common.
What's that place in Surrey, Busbridge park? That's supposed to have something of an atmosphere to it. It's a club water, perhaps Godalming AC or some-such.
That, I believe is called sleep paralysis and is reasonably common.
What's that place in Surrey, Busbridge park? That's supposed to have something of an atmosphere to it. It's a club water, perhaps Godalming AC or some-such.
In reply to Post #1342
That's what happened to me when I was being strangled (sic).
I don't expect anyone to believe my experiences. Only I know what happened. I'm the type of person that 'seeing is believing' ! So I can understand people who haven't Experianced anything.
That's what happened to me when I was being strangled (sic).
I don't expect anyone to believe my experiences. Only I know what happened. I'm the type of person that 'seeing is believing' ! So I can understand people who haven't Experianced anything.
In reply to Post #1341
I have never seen any one worse than myself and i have been in some weird places after dark but i would not knock any one that has. who am i to say you did not see something i know my family had something happen to them no one told my foster sisters anything about the wardrobe or my young nephew but they all had similar experiences why and how could that happen i know my mother was beside her self when something happened to her in that room she could not explain what it was, all she said was things were not right
I have never seen any one worse than myself and i have been in some weird places after dark but i would not knock any one that has. who am i to say you did not see something i know my family had something happen to them no one told my foster sisters anything about the wardrobe or my young nephew but they all had similar experiences why and how could that happen i know my mother was beside her self when something happened to her in that room she could not explain what it was, all she said was things were not right
ok hear goes, not fishing related im afraid
i believe in ghosts because unfortunately i have had to many experiences not to. I will say now i am not religious and i am not easily scared.
i will give you the only experience i have had as a group as it was one of the most memorable.
when i was about 14 me, my brother and my cousin used to go to my mums friends house. we used to go and babysit for her so she could go out on the piss with my mum. she had a pc game called baldurs gate we used to play all night (right little nerds).
this one time mo (mums friend) came to pick us up and the whole journey she went on to tell us that the ghost of a young boy dressed in what she thought were Victorian looking clothes had started haunting her house. She said they had named him richard. Now i had had many bizarre experiences myself as a child so even at 14 i believed in ghosts but usually all my mums friends were completely nuts to say the least. we all shared a look in the back of the car and took it all with a pinch of salt. Mo went on to tell us how at night she can hear the boy coughing in her daughters bedroom and how she sometimes wakes up with a red mark on her chest where he sleeps cuddled up to her....
so we get to the house and my mum and mo go out. we pulled a small bench up to the computer and me and my cousin commenced watching my brother play baldurs gate. i will add now that mo had recently been camping and there was a tent on the floor and tent pegs etc everywhere.
the first incident happened almost straight after i had put louise (mos eldest ) to sleep. we heard an almighty smash downstairs in the kitchen. I was given the task of going first downstairs armed with a tent peg. We opened the kitchen door to see cutlery, plates and cups everywhere. I mean Everywhere. ok so by this stage we were bricking it and we all suddenly realised that what mo was talking about in the car may have been true.
we all had a nervous chuckle and went back upstairs trying our hardest to concentrate on the game, this is where it all got messed up. I decided in my usual idiotic way to wind up my brother and cousin.
"come in Richard if your outside" i shouted over my shoulder at the closed door.
the door handle squeaked down slowly and the door opened a crack as if something small had entered. My cousin at this point began crying (i had hardly ever seen him cry before) and we felt this presence enter the room. i know it sounds silly but a feeling of a child entering is what we all discussed we felt and still talk about today. There was a tent laid out on the floor and we watched as small indents like footprints came across it towards us. my cousin Rudolph (yes thats his name, his dad is rudolph senior) is fully Guyanese and as black as the night and his skin had gone pale and he was dripping with sweat.
We watched in horror as the footsteps ended at the edge of the tent and than the worst part of it all happened. we felt what must have been Richard sit on the bench next to Rudolph. I looked at nathan (my brother) and he smiled in an iv just messed my pants kind of way and we both looked at rudolph who looked like he was going into shock.
Suddenly we felt this feeling just go and Richard left the room.
we spoke later me and my brother and we think he did not show himself because rudolph was so upset. me and my brother allthough scared had had plenty of strange experiences growing up so yes we were bricking it but not as much as rudolph.
we still talk about it today and Rudolph tells just about anyone that cares to listen as it was the first and only experience like this he had ever had.
i believe in ghosts because unfortunately i have had to many experiences not to. I will say now i am not religious and i am not easily scared.
i will give you the only experience i have had as a group as it was one of the most memorable.
when i was about 14 me, my brother and my cousin used to go to my mums friends house. we used to go and babysit for her so she could go out on the piss with my mum. she had a pc game called baldurs gate we used to play all night (right little nerds).
this one time mo (mums friend) came to pick us up and the whole journey she went on to tell us that the ghost of a young boy dressed in what she thought were Victorian looking clothes had started haunting her house. She said they had named him richard. Now i had had many bizarre experiences myself as a child so even at 14 i believed in ghosts but usually all my mums friends were completely nuts to say the least. we all shared a look in the back of the car and took it all with a pinch of salt. Mo went on to tell us how at night she can hear the boy coughing in her daughters bedroom and how she sometimes wakes up with a red mark on her chest where he sleeps cuddled up to her....
so we get to the house and my mum and mo go out. we pulled a small bench up to the computer and me and my cousin commenced watching my brother play baldurs gate. i will add now that mo had recently been camping and there was a tent on the floor and tent pegs etc everywhere.
the first incident happened almost straight after i had put louise (mos eldest ) to sleep. we heard an almighty smash downstairs in the kitchen. I was given the task of going first downstairs armed with a tent peg. We opened the kitchen door to see cutlery, plates and cups everywhere. I mean Everywhere. ok so by this stage we were bricking it and we all suddenly realised that what mo was talking about in the car may have been true.
we all had a nervous chuckle and went back upstairs trying our hardest to concentrate on the game, this is where it all got messed up. I decided in my usual idiotic way to wind up my brother and cousin.
"come in Richard if your outside" i shouted over my shoulder at the closed door.
the door handle squeaked down slowly and the door opened a crack as if something small had entered. My cousin at this point began crying (i had hardly ever seen him cry before) and we felt this presence enter the room. i know it sounds silly but a feeling of a child entering is what we all discussed we felt and still talk about today. There was a tent laid out on the floor and we watched as small indents like footprints came across it towards us. my cousin Rudolph (yes thats his name, his dad is rudolph senior) is fully Guyanese and as black as the night and his skin had gone pale and he was dripping with sweat.
We watched in horror as the footsteps ended at the edge of the tent and than the worst part of it all happened. we felt what must have been Richard sit on the bench next to Rudolph. I looked at nathan (my brother) and he smiled in an iv just messed my pants kind of way and we both looked at rudolph who looked like he was going into shock.
Suddenly we felt this feeling just go and Richard left the room.
we spoke later me and my brother and we think he did not show himself because rudolph was so upset. me and my brother allthough scared had had plenty of strange experiences growing up so yes we were bricking it but not as much as rudolph.
we still talk about it today and Rudolph tells just about anyone that cares to listen as it was the first and only experience like this he had ever had.
In reply to Post #1340
Ken, I certainly didn't or don't want to believe in ghosts and its something I never thought about and still don't to be honest, so I don't think I convinced myself something was happening that wasn't (not consciously anyway.)
BUT like I said earlier, there is a large part of the brain that we don't use, so who knows what's going on there, maybe it paints pictures or experiences that arnt happening really.
All I know is that I experienced what I said I did, whether my sub-consious mind made it up or if it really happened, it felt very real to me
Ken, I certainly didn't or don't want to believe in ghosts and its something I never thought about and still don't to be honest, so I don't think I convinced myself something was happening that wasn't (not consciously anyway.)
BUT like I said earlier, there is a large part of the brain that we don't use, so who knows what's going on there, maybe it paints pictures or experiences that arnt happening really.
All I know is that I experienced what I said I did, whether my sub-consious mind made it up or if it really happened, it felt very real to me