In reply to Post #30
I thought it was foxes
But I had the exact same noise out of my bedroom window last week
I thought it was foxes
But I had the exact same noise out of my bedroom window last week
In reply to Post #31
Muntjack deer possibly ?
Muntjack deer possibly ?
In reply to Post #31
Next door neighbour getting naughty perhaps 😂😂
Next door neighbour getting naughty perhaps 😂😂
In reply to Post #32
Agree, sounds like a young/small deer call.
Agree, sounds like a young/small deer call.
In reply to Post #34
Same as framey I think it's a fox call
Same as framey I think it's a fox call
It's a Muntjac
In reply to Post #36
Yes Muntjac is correct.
https://bds.org.uk/information-advice/about-deer/deer-species/muntjac-deer/
loads of them round here, make good eating, [I should add, I am licenced to stalk them, with full permissions]
I have a story to tell.
when I was about 17 I found a small water local to me that was reputed to hold carp of a considerable size, day ticket place, just turn up and fish, bailiff would be along couple of times daily to collect money and issue ticket,
so I settled in for the week and offered to pay all in one go, he said "best to pay daily, as you might want to leave early", ok fair enough, I said,
had a few nice tench in the first couple of days and a small but nice looking double carp on the third night, he would arrive every day and collect a bit more money, have a chat, cuppa, etc, even offered to bring fresh milk.
on the friday night I had the rods on a couple of good spots and settled down on the ex wd bed in the surplus mummy bag.
that night I was woken by the sound of horses hooves on the adjacent road, this went on for some time, I got a bit concerned someones horses had got out and were likely to get hit by a car or cause a crash, so I decided to take a look, see if I could return them or at least find out what they were doing roaming in the early hours.
I climbed through the hedge,, no sign of any horses? no more noise of hooves, went back to the rods and made a cuppa, nothing further was heard.
bailiff arrived as usual mid morning, and I told him about it, he went white!!
drank his tea and left.
he returned two hours later, and this was his tale,
In ww2 a local lad due to be wed was sent to war and became a pilot, at some time later on a mission he was shot down, somewhere in europe it was believed,
the air ministry broke the news to the waiting bride to be, naturally she was distraught, and probably to help her cope with such devastating news, refused to accept she would never see him again, [no remains were ever found]
at the end of the war an american serviceman had been a patient companion of hers took a chance and asked her to marry him, after a good deal of thought and the blessing of all concerned she accepted.
had children and was happy.
several years later there was a knock on the door,,, she barely recognised what stood before her, a broken man with terrible scarring and healed injuries.
it was the missing fiance! he had been found by resistance fighters in Europe and nursed back to health, albeit scarred badly, he had regained a lot of memories including his bride to be. he made his way back home.
I don't know what was said upon that return home.
but I don't suppose it was what he wanted to hear,
later that night he stole a horse and cart from the local pub and drove it into the lake.
on this exact day all those years ago.
"your not the first to hear that horse" he said. "but you're the first one that ever stayed here after hearing it".
I told him "I have no fear of the dead,, it's the living you have to watch out for sometimes".!
Yes Muntjac is correct.
https://bds.org.uk/information-advice/about-deer/deer-species/muntjac-deer/
loads of them round here, make good eating, [I should add, I am licenced to stalk them, with full permissions]
I have a story to tell.
when I was about 17 I found a small water local to me that was reputed to hold carp of a considerable size, day ticket place, just turn up and fish, bailiff would be along couple of times daily to collect money and issue ticket,
so I settled in for the week and offered to pay all in one go, he said "best to pay daily, as you might want to leave early", ok fair enough, I said,
had a few nice tench in the first couple of days and a small but nice looking double carp on the third night, he would arrive every day and collect a bit more money, have a chat, cuppa, etc, even offered to bring fresh milk.
on the friday night I had the rods on a couple of good spots and settled down on the ex wd bed in the surplus mummy bag.
that night I was woken by the sound of horses hooves on the adjacent road, this went on for some time, I got a bit concerned someones horses had got out and were likely to get hit by a car or cause a crash, so I decided to take a look, see if I could return them or at least find out what they were doing roaming in the early hours.
I climbed through the hedge,, no sign of any horses? no more noise of hooves, went back to the rods and made a cuppa, nothing further was heard.
bailiff arrived as usual mid morning, and I told him about it, he went white!!
drank his tea and left.
he returned two hours later, and this was his tale,
In ww2 a local lad due to be wed was sent to war and became a pilot, at some time later on a mission he was shot down, somewhere in europe it was believed,
the air ministry broke the news to the waiting bride to be, naturally she was distraught, and probably to help her cope with such devastating news, refused to accept she would never see him again, [no remains were ever found]
at the end of the war an american serviceman had been a patient companion of hers took a chance and asked her to marry him, after a good deal of thought and the blessing of all concerned she accepted.
had children and was happy.
several years later there was a knock on the door,,, she barely recognised what stood before her, a broken man with terrible scarring and healed injuries.
it was the missing fiance! he had been found by resistance fighters in Europe and nursed back to health, albeit scarred badly, he had regained a lot of memories including his bride to be. he made his way back home.
I don't know what was said upon that return home.
but I don't suppose it was what he wanted to hear,
later that night he stole a horse and cart from the local pub and drove it into the lake.
on this exact day all those years ago.
"your not the first to hear that horse" he said. "but you're the first one that ever stayed here after hearing it".
I told him "I have no fear of the dead,, it's the living you have to watch out for sometimes".!
In reply to Post #37
Sometimes I hear them calling from the woods on the other side of the valley, usually in the early hours. Sounds a bit like a dog barking but not exactly the same and carries a lot further for some reason.
Sometimes I hear them calling from the woods on the other side of the valley, usually in the early hours. Sounds a bit like a dog barking but not exactly the same and carries a lot further for some reason.
In reply to Post #36
With Owls in the back ground ?
With Owls in the back ground ?
In reply to Post #39
yes Tawny owls,and
I f you listen carefully you can hear a second muntjac answering the first, this can often go on for quite some time.
yes Tawny owls,and
I f you listen carefully you can hear a second muntjac answering the first, this can often go on for quite some time.
One of the worst things to hear on a night is the blood curdling scream of a rabbit being caught by a stoat or a weasel. It used happen a lot on one pond I used to fish in the 60's and 70's. I never got used to it and my hair would stand on end especially when it was close to the swim your in.
It's supposed to be the only time rabbits make a sound is when they are scared or attacked and they sure let the World know.
It's supposed to be the only time rabbits make a sound is when they are scared or attacked and they sure let the World know.
In reply to Post #41
mimicking it is quite useful for calling in foxes.
mimicking it is quite useful for calling in foxes.
In reply to Post #30
yep Muntjac, quite a few around the lake.
nice to see this thread surface again, good time of year for stories when the lakes have lids on
cheers
Neil.
yep Muntjac, quite a few around the lake.
nice to see this thread surface again, good time of year for stories when the lakes have lids on
cheers
Neil.
In reply to Post #43
anyone else got any mysteries or folk tales.
anyone else got any mysteries or folk tales.
In reply to Post #44
I have one more...but no running away for me this time
Fishing a new complex Peterborough way, 10-15 years ago I setup on the small front pit just under an open Brolly for the night so I had a good view of everything. I was the only one on this small pit.
It was getting dark as with all the best stories.
As I was sat there looking out I heard something coming slowly but noisily through the undergrowth from the far corner. It was following the edge of the pit and not being quiet about it. I had no clue what it was, person or animal.
Light levels too low to see what it was
It was just following the edge of the lake and there was an air of inevitability that our paths would cross. By this time it was getting close and it was really noisy, something big.
It got to about a rods length from me along the bank before I could make out what it was, a bloody great escapee wild boar . I had been stock still for the whole time as I was desperate to know what it was.
I slowly reached down to get my camera and then it heard me, they're eyesight is poor but their hearing is sharp. It changed its direction and trotted off behind me , probably for the best, it was massive
Happy Christmas all
Cheers
Neil
I have one more...but no running away for me this time
Fishing a new complex Peterborough way, 10-15 years ago I setup on the small front pit just under an open Brolly for the night so I had a good view of everything. I was the only one on this small pit.
It was getting dark as with all the best stories.
As I was sat there looking out I heard something coming slowly but noisily through the undergrowth from the far corner. It was following the edge of the pit and not being quiet about it. I had no clue what it was, person or animal.
Light levels too low to see what it was
It was just following the edge of the lake and there was an air of inevitability that our paths would cross. By this time it was getting close and it was really noisy, something big.
It got to about a rods length from me along the bank before I could make out what it was, a bloody great escapee wild boar
. I had been stock still for the whole time as I was desperate to know what it was.I slowly reached down to get my camera and then it heard me, they're eyesight is poor but their hearing is sharp. It changed its direction and trotted off behind me , probably for the best, it was massive
Happy Christmas all
Cheers
Neil