In reply to Post #1435
I was fishing moor lane in stains with a mate and we wss fishing from the island(one way on and off). Anyway about 2am in the morning the farmer who lives 200 yards away started his bloody chainsaw up! We was the only ones fishing and the farmer was never happy with anglers around his land. We wasnt that bovered untill we noticed he wasnt cutting anything and it was 2 in the morning, then the sound come closer then stopped. About an hour later someone walked over the wooden bridge, me and my m8 went and had a look...no one there . So we armed ourselfs with a couple of bank sticks and stayed awake all night. It s..ts you up when your only 14
I was fishing moor lane in stains with a mate and we wss fishing from the island(one way on and off). Anyway about 2am in the morning the farmer who lives 200 yards away started his bloody chainsaw up! We was the only ones fishing and the farmer was never happy with anglers around his land. We wasnt that bovered untill we noticed he wasnt cutting anything and it was 2 in the morning, then the sound come closer then stopped. About an hour later someone walked over the wooden bridge, me and my m8 went and had a look...no one there . So we armed ourselfs with a couple of bank sticks and stayed awake all night. It s..ts you up when your only 14
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In reply to Post #1394
literally chills up my neck.
literally chills up my neck.
One of the blokes off my synd did a night this week kept hearing strange noises but kept looking out to see nothing, on edge but as the hours went by eventually fell asleep, only to be woken up again by 3horses with their head in his brolly trying to have it away with his bait! Not paranormal put him on edge only thing happened to me last year I was fishing thorney weir n kept hearing rustling in the bushes behind me I looked out n the bush was shaking so Iturned my light off n armed myself with my sock with few leads in the time past rustling stopped, found out in the morning some matey was rat ar$ed n fell in pretty much every bush on the lake back to his bivvy, me and another 3 others went n woke him up he was happy to see us n took some stick! 
he was happy to see us n took some stick!
some great stories on here! 
Not really a believer in paranormal sheeite as I've still yet to see any conclusive proof either for myself or with the myriad of technology available to people today.
Had a weird one last week though as was fishing Merringtons and during the night I felt like someone.was pulling my hand and it woke me with a startle whilst preparing to kick off and defend myself. As I sat up though I noticed that I had a bit of a dead hand so put it down to that, I woke up with a bit of a cold sweat as well so went back to sleep after I'd checked my gear and the bivvy door was up so thought it was just a bad dream coupled with a lack of circulation.
That was about 2.00am and about half hour later I heard my mate , in the next swim, shout "get the f#@# off me...he shouted this twice so I grabbed the negotiator 'baseball bat ' and ran to his peg.
He was sitting up in his bivvy whilst I scanned around with a head torch ready to leather someone and I asked him what was wrong.
He said that he felt like someone was grabbing his bag and pulling it over his head and he felt stuck in his bag. He also said he had a bad dream and we put it down to that, as his bivvy door was also done up.
I didnt have the heart to tell him my story as he looked shook up as it was. I did blag a brew off him though and went back to bed....I admit to sleeping with one eye open and the 'negotiator' tucked up with me
I told him the next day and we laughed about it and just put it down to sleeping poorly as it was lashing down with gusty winds and was difficult to sleep anyway.
Had a weird one last week though as was fishing Merringtons and during the night I felt like someone.was pulling my hand and it woke me with a startle whilst preparing to kick off and defend myself. As I sat up though I noticed that I had a bit of a dead hand so put it down to that, I woke up with a bit of a cold sweat as well so went back to sleep after I'd checked my gear and the bivvy door was up so thought it was just a bad dream coupled with a lack of circulation.
That was about 2.00am and about half hour later I heard my mate , in the next swim, shout "get the f#@# off me...he shouted this twice so I grabbed the negotiator 'baseball bat
' and ran to his peg.He was sitting up in his bivvy whilst I scanned around with a head torch ready to leather someone and I asked him what was wrong.
He said that he felt like someone was grabbing his bag and pulling it over his head and he felt stuck in his bag. He also said he had a bad dream and we put it down to that, as his bivvy door was also done up.
I didnt have the heart to tell him my story as he looked shook up as it was. I did blag a brew off him though and went back to bed....I admit to sleeping with one eye open and the 'negotiator' tucked up with me
I told him the next day and we laughed about it and just put it down to sleeping poorly as it was lashing down with gusty winds and was difficult to sleep anyway.
In reply to Post #1443
Sounds like Night terrors mate, ive had a few before when stressed.... feels like your pinned down or cant move etc... as if someones doing it to you ( its your mind playing tricks )... I normally wont sleep through when fishing though , maybe get 3 hrs between 10 and 1 then wake up for no reason at all , like my brain tells me im not at home wake up and check im ok ?
Sounds like Night terrors mate, ive had a few before when stressed.... feels like your pinned down or cant move etc... as if someones doing it to you ( its your mind playing tricks )... I normally wont sleep through when fishing though , maybe get 3 hrs between 10 and 1 then wake up for no reason at all , like my brain tells me im not at home wake up and check im ok ?
In reply to Post #1444
Very rare to suffer nightmares mate and got minimum stress in life. Not the best of sleepers though tbh.
Very rare to suffer nightmares mate and got minimum stress in life. Not the best of sleepers though tbh.
Had to stop readibg this or id never go fishing again !
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In reply to Post #1447
Thanks for that Bricktop!
Thanks for that Bricktop!
In reply to Post #1447
Wonderfull advice.....
Words truly fail me
Wonderfull advice.....
Words truly fail me
In reply to Post #1449
Wow what an awesome thread! Just spent the last 4 and a half hours reading this from start to finsh.
Some great posts...........
Does anyone have anymore stories?
Wow what an awesome thread! Just spent the last 4 and a half hours reading this from start to finsh.
Some great posts...........
Does anyone have anymore stories?
In reply to Post #1450
Havent bothered to read all the posts just skimmed a few pages of them, and must say I havent had any bother in nearly 40 years of night fishing. EXCEPT one night, when fishing a small syndicate lake back in '87 . I remember as it was just before the night of the big storm back then.
Anyway the water in question, (an old brick pit), is in a mature bit of forest, and like most such places doesnt get a lot of light at night even with a full moon. But its never bothered me, or it didnt till this one night, when I was awoken by something apparently pushing through the undergrowth behind my bivvy.
Since I had got full night vision by that time, (I do a lot of water watching on late Spring or Summer nights, to help with fish location), so I didnt turn on my torch, but rose and stood quietly with my back against the tree next to the bivvy and waited.
I didnt have to wait long before I relised that whatever it was was passing from my left across to my right, but I couldnt see a thing.
Just as I was about to turn on my torch and destroy my night vision something screamed, and I mean screamed! Then not 20 feet from me whatever it was crashed away deeper in to the forest leaving me shaking like a leaf.
This was my first aquaintance with a randy Vixen that was to turn up at the back of the lake quite regularly over the next few years, probably due to the proximity to a large area of Rabbit warren hidden in the brambles to the left of my swim.
Sorry its not more gripping lads, but I am sure that such screams are the origin of many a ghost story told by city folk in times past.
BOF
Havent bothered to read all the posts just skimmed a few pages of them, and must say I havent had any bother in nearly 40 years of night fishing. EXCEPT one night, when fishing a small syndicate lake back in '87 . I remember as it was just before the night of the big storm back then.
Anyway the water in question, (an old brick pit), is in a mature bit of forest, and like most such places doesnt get a lot of light at night even with a full moon. But its never bothered me, or it didnt till this one night, when I was awoken by something apparently pushing through the undergrowth behind my bivvy.
Since I had got full night vision by that time, (I do a lot of water watching on late Spring or Summer nights, to help with fish location), so I didnt turn on my torch, but rose and stood quietly with my back against the tree next to the bivvy and waited.
I didnt have to wait long before I relised that whatever it was was passing from my left across to my right, but I couldnt see a thing.
Just as I was about to turn on my torch and destroy my night vision something screamed, and I mean screamed! Then not 20 feet from me whatever it was crashed away deeper in to the forest leaving me shaking like a leaf.
This was my first aquaintance with a randy Vixen that was to turn up at the back of the lake quite regularly over the next few years, probably due to the proximity to a large area of Rabbit warren hidden in the brambles to the left of my swim.
Sorry its not more gripping lads, but I am sure that such screams are the origin of many a ghost story told by city folk in times past.
BOF
In reply to Post #1451
I've not had any experiences as scary as some of these stories but...
I joined a new club lake last year and its days only, now I got in the habit of turning up just before light and making my way around the lake in the darkness. I have never felt totally comfortable there but never had any reason behind it.
One morning, around 5am, I was setting up my rod rests in the water (have to wade out to get past the reedbeds) and out of the mist I noticed an old man walking towards me on the high bank to my left. Now normally you can see someone coming from a good 300yds away but with the mist visiblity was a bit poor. Still this old man was only around 50yds away from me when I noticed him which I thought was strange. Im pretty sure he hadnt noticed me hidden away in the reeds but I was following him with my eyes when a tree blocked my view. He never came out the other side of that tree...
I was frozen thinking that the only explanation was he had turned on a right angle and walked out of view dead in line with the tree. after about a minute I got out and ran to the top of the high bank and looked around, I couldnt see anyone at all.
Now this place is frequented by dog walkers, ramblers, joggers, etc but at 5am I was surprised to see someone appearing and disappearing infront of me.
I've not had any experiences as scary as some of these stories but...
I joined a new club lake last year and its days only, now I got in the habit of turning up just before light and making my way around the lake in the darkness. I have never felt totally comfortable there but never had any reason behind it.
One morning, around 5am, I was setting up my rod rests in the water (have to wade out to get past the reedbeds) and out of the mist I noticed an old man walking towards me on the high bank to my left. Now normally you can see someone coming from a good 300yds away but with the mist visiblity was a bit poor. Still this old man was only around 50yds away from me when I noticed him which I thought was strange. Im pretty sure he hadnt noticed me hidden away in the reeds but I was following him with my eyes when a tree blocked my view. He never came out the other side of that tree...
I was frozen thinking that the only explanation was he had turned on a right angle and walked out of view dead in line with the tree. after about a minute I got out and ran to the top of the high bank and looked around, I couldnt see anyone at all.
Now this place is frequented by dog walkers, ramblers, joggers, etc but at 5am I was surprised to see someone appearing and disappearing infront of me.