|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1310
Although this is not a ghost story it is an incident that certainly scared the s**t out or me. It happened about twenty four years ago when I was about eighteen. I was fishing a small, well known lake in the middle of nowhere, I say lake but really it was not much more than an acre. I had fished the lake many times both day & night, catching consistantly but for some reason the bigger residents kept eluding me. The night the incident took place was no different to any other that I had fished, it was a warm clear summers night with a very bright full or nearly full moon. I had arrived late afternoon & set up in the middle of the lake in order to fish an island in front of me. The rods were cast out to their spots & my Hutchie bivvy was put up & food was cooked & eaten. After sitting watching the lake & having a smoke I decided to get my head down as nothing of any note was moving. I awoke some hours later & looked at my watch which said 2:15 & as I lay there I realised that it was deathly quiet, there was none of your normal night sounds just complete silence, nothing.Thinking it strange I got up, lit up a smoke & went outside to try & fathom out what was going on. Outside the bivvy, the moon lit up the whole lake so that everything was visible pretty clearly. I looked around trying to work out why it was so quiet when all of a sudden I froze & felt the blood drain out of me. There not fifty yards away from me to my left on a raised bank I saw the sillouette of what I can only describe as a big cat, much bigger than any dog I have ever seen looking, I think straight at me. I can't describe the emotions that went through me & it seemed like ages although it was more than likely only seconds that I stood there transfixed by the creature when all of a sudden one of my Delkims went off on a one toner. I think instinctively I must have turned & grabbed the rod but when I looked back towards the sillouette it had gone. Now blind panic set in & I hauled the fish in,in about two seconds flat all the time scanning the surrounding bank trying to see where the creature had gone. The fish was uncerimoniously netted, put on the mat, unhooked & put back in record time. I then dived back into the bivvy, zipped it up tight & then sat there chain smoking until first light & some noise returned to the woodland. Once it got light I walked up to where I had seen the shape & examined the ground where I found two very large paw prints. I went back & wound the rods in & went to my car so I could drive to see the owner who lived at a nearby farm & tell him about the nights events. As I got to the farm the heavens opened, real stair rods as I ran to the door. He answered the door & I told him what had happened & surprisingly did not seem shocked. He then told me that a week before they had been out fox hunting when one of the hunt went after something that he swore had been a big cat but lost it!! We went back to the lake to see the footprints but unfortunatly the rain had washed most of the imprint away, leaving only a small indentation, not enough to use to identify what it was. The lake in question is situated about a mile from a zoo but surely if something had escaped they would have told someone, wouldn't they?????
|
|
|
|
In fact if you're interested I've got a great book here about Railway Ghosts. Has some fantastic sotires in it. I know this is a fishing thread but if I may, perhaps a type up of some of the best stories might be appropriate? What do you think 
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1309
so back to the ghost stories please
I second the motion 
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1308
only two eh ? in my book that would be the shepherd and the sheep
i think we have deviated ever so slightly off topic ............so back to the ghost stories please
|
|
|
|
They're good posts Buddi. My suspicion is that there is indeed no absolute, but at least two rather distinct types of person.
One suits Monotheism and one suits Paganism. Both have downfalls. In the Pagan or red path as I would call it there is a great danger that you can end up seeing cruelty or deviousness as acceptable. In Monotheism which I call the blue path there are dreadful risks that you can become excessively pious, distrusting and judgemental and end up being equally if not even more marose and cruel than the Pagan.
I think if you can accept that fundamental difference in class (rather like a Lord Of The Rings class like elves and dawrves and stuff) then maybe you can simply start to see that one man's poison is another man's pleasure. I'm convinced that whatever went after me was maliciously intended. However that may simply be as a result of the fact I wandered onto territory I shouldn't have and underestimated the importance of just being who you're supposed to be.
If there's one thing I'm beginning to see very clearly there are at least two fundamentally different types of human of heritage unknown. This fits exactly into the concept of the importance of variety.
I'm careful and responsible with my faith. I do not reject gay people, do not reject pagans or anyone else - and I entirely agree the dangers may well lie within as a result of simply trying to be something you should not be. If you try and impose one order on everybody you're going to cause serious problems sooner or later and will end up becoming unpleasant.
For me, despite these terrifying experiences - which I'm clearly not alone in experiencing - I still have the sense to admit it's only something I observed, and that might simply be because I was asking questions I shouldn't have been instead of just being who I'm meant to be if you catch my drift
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1305
if i had some experience of this nature it would prob persuade me to seek an explanation . if i had been frightened by it it may even push me toward religon or faith ............the old no aithiests in foxholes scenario but as it stands i remain sceptical until it happens to me .
I have heard it discussed that some people are more susceptable or are conduits for paranormal happenings , maybe this is the case or maybe the world is full of feeble minded fool who will believe virtually anything they are told .
my ex wife used to stay at her aunts as a child quite alot . they lived in a very old NT property which was allegedly haunted . My ex had several encounters with opening windows , ticking clocks with no internal movements , things dissapearing out of the room and being found in strange places etc ...........any time i visited or stayed there i saw and heard nothing but an ancient old mansion in a poor state of repair ............their heating bill was something else ............that would have given me nightmares .
please dont think i am having a dig Pete , i have an imense ammout of respect for you as an angler and person and always enjoy reading your posts .
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1301
I agree with every sceptical word youve posted there,as i feel exactly the same tbh  .Having said that i always keep an open mind, and always personally wont critisise what someone believes to be true but merely question it  .
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1301
I never mentioned once in the thread i had seen anything the only thing i disliked was the wardrobe but my family and others did see something i am not disillusioned in any way i firmly believe even to this day my mother and sister and others saw something that was not quite as it should be i am not asking you to believe, my step father was not really religious in any way but it really got him thinking
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1302
not just christianity , but all organised religion i have had any experience of ............though i must admit to knowing little of the hindu of buddist religion ............the muslims i would lump along with the rest .
its all a question of faith ..............of which, i sadly have, very little .
sure, most of them are a good metphor for a clean lifestyle but human nature would dictate otherwise . We have a tendancy to subjugate the meek or weak . We have a tendancy toward greed jealousy and averace .........we as a race will eventually ..........in the imortal words of Roger Waters "amuse ourselves to death "
war , politics and religion all serve the few to dominate the many .
but thats reality ............i`m more intersted in the ghost stories tbh.
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry lads, but I'm staying well clear of this thread.
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1301
protestantism , catholisism, paganism etc are all unproven systems of belief relying on nothing more than fear, guilt and faith to motivate us .
So would you add Christianity as a whole to your list, or Buddism, Islam, Hinduism?
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1298
ADD ............i have no doubt you believe but i see that as a major part of the problem , clinging to the mast of religion only feeds all those subconsious fears and guilt ......instilled by religion in the first place .
My younger brother was diagnosed some 15yrs ago and like you he is very literate and intelligent ............which only served to fuel his own dillusions ..........had his iq been some 30-40 point lower he may have had fewer problems . Self analysis of ones own mental cond can be even more dangerous that self diagnosis of physical ailment .
i am an out and out sceptic , of all things unproven ..............most of what goes bump in the night has a rational explanation but thats not to say i couldnt be shown otherwise . Some of the stories in this thread really made my skin crawl .
witchcraft whether black or white and demonic worship , protestantism , catholisism, paganism etc are all unproven systems of belief relying on nothing more than fear, guilt and faith to motivate us .
what i do bellive is that we know next to nothing about a huge portion of the human brain which contols everything we think and do .
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1299
I believe it Pete!
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1298
This is a true tale make of it what you will but this genuinely effected members of my family although i must stress i never saw anything but others did. I Was telling my sister about the stories about ghosts on this forum and she asked me if i had told the story about the wardrobe it has nothing to do with fishing but about a strange event that happened years ago.
I was about thirteen years old and we were still living at craven arms when my step father brought home an old wardrobe he had been given it was put in my bedroom it was a funny looking thing and had beautiful scrolls carved into the woodwork and four faces also carved in the surrounding wood work. i must admit i did not like it in my bedroom there was something odd about it i would lie there staring at the monstrosity i really did not like it at all but i had to put up with it.
We moved back to Bayston hill when i was nearly fifteen the wardrobe came with us and it was installed once again in my bedroom i really did not like it why i don't know it felt evil but i never told my parents how i felt i was eighteen when i met and married my wife in the year was 1960 when i moved out my parents started to foster young children . Two of the girls stayed with my parents until they were about 18 years old and slept in the room that was mine they both a had very frightening episode when sleeping in this room they told my mother and father that nasty things had come out of the said wardrobe my father being a bit strict would have none of it until my mother saw something in the bedroom she could not explain what she saw. so it was moved into my sisters room she had bad dreams from day one and in the end the wardrobe was moved to the shed and that was were it stayed for many years dad did strip the brown varnish of and glossed it white. Eventually my sister married and being short of furniture the wardrobe ended up at there house it was put in the spare bed room all was quite until my nephew Andy was put into that bedroom he would be about for years old he started to scream the house down and would run into his parents bedroom most nights, saying things were coming out of the wardrobe who's to say they were not then my sister twigged and told her husband Richard about her own experience with the wardrobe, it was taken out side and broken up and burned they experienced no more trouble with that room and young Any slept soundly. believe what you will but this is a true account that happened to my family.
|
|
|
|
In reply to Post #1297
Pete, my Dad was reading one of Yate's old books one time and he described an awful experience at a water somewhere. He felt uneasy from the word go, would only night fish it with a mate and then suddenly in the dead of night he saw a white glow going around the pond. When him and his mate shined the torch right into it they reckon it was leaving a sticky residue on the leaves which reflected the torchlight!
Needless to say... they ran - left all the gear and never went back!
|
|
