Another heated and sizzling summer is coming and it's time to plan the perfect family trip, stay at home or just take a family or buddies on a well -deserved and peaceful fishing trip. Or not?
Subsequent relationships took place when people fish-historias tell real anglers who have never forgotten about events and never returned to these fishing places.
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Scream
My cousin and I fished slow at night. We decided to go around 21:00, because that's when there is the best time for us to bite.
We arrived and there was nothing but us, the lake and the normal chirp-chirp or other random animal sounds to which we were used to. About 30 minutes after a still fishing night, the matter suddenly went quietly – if you've ever went to “our place”, you know that this is not happening.
We said nothing and continued our night, but suddenly a loudly screaming sound appeared. I turned to look at my cousin – by that time his face was pale and at the same time we asked loudly: “Have you heard it?” “Yes, I did. What was it?” “I don't know, I've never heard it before.”
Although we both tried to ignore it, we kept vigilant, but then it passed and after about an hour we forgot about this incident. We didn't catch much, so we decided to pack and call it at night.
When we returned to our truck, we began to hear the rustle left us. We turned (thinking it was an animal), but there was nothing there. We stayed and good when we were to jump in our truck, the woman appeared in front of us (a few feet further). She looked sullied and beat a bit with some blood stains on something that seemed to be a nightgown.
We shouted: “Are you okay? Do you need help?”
We are still staring at us. Then the screaming scream we heard earlier came out of her mouth.
My cousin and I were fossilized and we got into the car and since then we did not go to “our place”. We never told anyone what happened, but from time to time I hear this scream. – Eddie G
Medium
My two friends from the war and I go about twice a year during a weekend fishing trip. We catch up, rent a cabin, usually. But this year it happened that one of my buddies was infirmed, so when I told the other friend about it, he told me that his cousin was in the city and that he could fill. So we started in our place.
When we got there, it was slow in the afternoon, but we had enough time to set up equipment and go to Boondocks. Among some of the things we take with us, the weather/emergency radio in emergency. We set it on each FM frequency and rested until we catch something.
Between us, talking and getting to know more about my friend's cousin, the radio began to make a crackling sound (which he had never done before). Then the radio mysteriously changed from FM to AM, which I thought was strange, because it has a miniature button on the side that you need to press to change them.
They called it night, but my friend's cousin looked dispersed; He looked at the lake and smiled, and in his eyes there was a bit of fear.
When we got to the cabin, we headed for the kitchen because we heard a thunderous noise. All dishes were thrown to the floor, and my radio still made the same strange sound. My friend's cousin approaches me and tells me:
“Don't worry, it's the spirit of a man who lives here. You just don't like you who come here.”
I looked at him surprised, and my friend explained to me that he was a medium, I am not a believer, but now everything has changed. – Joe V
Wrecks
In the colonial times there were people called “Wreckers”. They stood on the beaches with lanterns and saved okay ships, then robbed the ship and kill anyone who survived on the beach. Then they pulled their bodies back to the water to make it look like a normal wreck of the ship.
Well, one night at East Beach on Rhode Island, I was fishing with my father, and when we reached the beach, we saw strange traces of sand. After about half an hour of casting, we returned to the truck, and when we hit the parking lot, our German Shepard began to behave really strangely.
We loaded the truck with our equipment when we saw the delicate coming out of the dunes. When we looked good, we saw that it was an ancient 17th or eighteenth-century lantern. Then we saw two more lights, and four people came out in colonial clothes. At this point, we simply threw everything into the truck, we took our growling dog and blew up from there.
When we withdrew, our lights went straight over people and saw that they were wearing coarse colonial style clothes. It really scared us. – Jason Crust
German soldier
Only once, when I was fishing, I had a ghostly experience and then I was fishing on the lake in France. I was there for several days and my time was really nice and peaceful. Stary Château with holes after the World Cup from the Second World War was nearby.
In any case, the lake is located in the training area of the French army, so it was quite secluded. In the slow afternoons I had the impression that I was observed from the forest at the other end of the lake. Every day, at the same time, the feeling will come back, usually around dusk and different areas, as if anything approached.
I remember how I woke up last night of my journey. Apart from Bivy it was very vague and I could barely see the needy glow of my bite alarms. I decided to make an infusion, and when I threw on the lighters, sparks of silhouettes with the helmet of a German soldier stare at my bivy from darkness outside.
The next morning I packed up and returned home, but not earlier before talking to the ancient French real estate guard, who told me that Château saw pointed fights when the Americans liberated this area of France. The Germans fled to the forest, but they planted in the reserve reserve. Everyone was killed and buried around the lake. I don't think I'm fishing there again. – SM
Perfume
My buddy and I fished in a certain fort in Jamestown, ri one night, soaking the bait. At one point, my buddy decided to go to the docking station about 50 meters away. The whole walk said that he sensed someone behind him and heard traces.
He thought I was going with him, but when he turned around, he was alone. He said he was very bad and he never returned to this place with me. Now flash until the next summer. I decided to fish myself. I completely forgot about my friend's experience. I got to the docking station and unloaded everything and started soaking a little bait. It was a clear, free moon without wind and wind.
He said he was very bad and he never returned to this place with me. Now flash until the next summer. I decided to fish myself. I completely forgot about my friend's experience. I got to the docking station and unloaded everything and started soaking a little bait. It was a clear, free moon without wind and wind.
About half an hour to watch my rod I began to smell perfume around me. I thought it was quite strange because I was the only one there. The smell became stronger and stronger, so I went about 10 feet on my right, and the smell disappeared.
I returned to my original place, and the smell of perfume was still stronger than ever. It was so mighty that my nose began to burn. At that moment I said: “Where does this smell come from?” Soon after, I said that the smell disappeared. Then I packed and left. I have never returned to this place.
At that moment I said: “Where does this smell come from?” Shortly after I said it, the smell disappeared. Then I packed and left. I have never returned to this place. – Harold Terrence
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