Chris71
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Forum: General Carp Discussion
Thread: Scary place when fishing!
11 Jan 2009
@ 6:37pm
@ 6:37pm
In reply to Post #122
lol very funny
lol very funny
Forum: General Carp Discussion
Thread: Scary place when fishing!
11 Jan 2009
@ 9:27am
@ 9:27am
In reply to Post #1
The scariest night I ever did was on a day ticket water in Suffolk. I'd never been to the lake before and found I had to drive 15 mins or so from the main road down dirt tracks through farm land to get to it. This was ok arriving in the day light but once it got dark as the only angler on the lake I began to feel pretty cut off. It was proper pitch dark (as dark as youve ever seen it) and a cold misty frost started to settle. I got into the sleeping bag early (as you do) but was woken by the sound of somerthing moving around behind the bivvy, I tried to ignore it but it got louder and louder until curiosity got the better of me and i decided to investigate. I had a good look round with the head torch but saw nothing so got back in the bag, probobly rats. I couldnt get to sleep so lay peering out of the bivvy door. It was then I noticed way off in the distance the faint glow of headlights which ever so slowly were getting closer and closer. The dirt track only led to the lake so this car was coming my way. I couldnt help thinking who the bloody hell would be driving out here at this time of night, surley not another angler? there was no way of setting up in this darkness. I armed my self with my rubber mallet (like that was gonna help) and watched the car drive straight up to my swim and shined its full beam right through my bivvy blinding me and lighting up the whole lake at the same time. All I could think was I was gonna get battered and have my gear nicked. I heard the door slam shut and prepared myself as the big silohette approached me 'got your ticket mate' it was the poxy bailiff !! I told him how he had ***t the life out of me and he said ' dont worry no one ever comes out here at this time of night, your in the middle of nowhere!) exactly, I thought. Feeling A bit reassured I watched him drive off into the distance and settled back down for the night. I just startied dozing off when I heard something rustling round the bivvy again I lay there for a couple of minutes to see if I could here anything and as I did 2 peircing green eyes peered around the bivvy door .... I s*at myslef !! what the f**k !! I had to know what it was !! It shot off as I launched my self out of the bed chair and gave chase. I found curled up in the bushes behind the bivvy a black cat, green eyes glowing like LED's. Its nights like that that make me wonder if Im completeley mad night fishing by myself .
The scariest night I ever did was on a day ticket water in Suffolk. I'd never been to the lake before and found I had to drive 15 mins or so from the main road down dirt tracks through farm land to get to it. This was ok arriving in the day light but once it got dark as the only angler on the lake I began to feel pretty cut off. It was proper pitch dark (as dark as youve ever seen it) and a cold misty frost started to settle. I got into the sleeping bag early (as you do) but was woken by the sound of somerthing moving around behind the bivvy, I tried to ignore it but it got louder and louder until curiosity got the better of me and i decided to investigate. I had a good look round with the head torch but saw nothing so got back in the bag, probobly rats. I couldnt get to sleep so lay peering out of the bivvy door. It was then I noticed way off in the distance the faint glow of headlights which ever so slowly were getting closer and closer. The dirt track only led to the lake so this car was coming my way. I couldnt help thinking who the bloody hell would be driving out here at this time of night, surley not another angler? there was no way of setting up in this darkness. I armed my self with my rubber mallet (like that was gonna help) and watched the car drive straight up to my swim and shined its full beam right through my bivvy blinding me and lighting up the whole lake at the same time. All I could think was I was gonna get battered and have my gear nicked. I heard the door slam shut and prepared myself as the big silohette approached me 'got your ticket mate' it was the poxy bailiff !! I told him how he had ***t the life out of me and he said ' dont worry no one ever comes out here at this time of night, your in the middle of nowhere!) exactly, I thought. Feeling A bit reassured I watched him drive off into the distance and settled back down for the night. I just startied dozing off when I heard something rustling round the bivvy again I lay there for a couple of minutes to see if I could here anything and as I did 2 peircing green eyes peered around the bivvy door .... I s*at myslef !! what the f**k !! I had to know what it was !! It shot off as I launched my self out of the bed chair and gave chase. I found curled up in the bushes behind the bivvy a black cat, green eyes glowing like LED's. Its nights like that that make me wonder if Im completeley mad night fishing by myself .