On Tuesday after a 5 hour session at camels island at Marsden me and wor lad packed up and started to trek back over the leas, when we got to a point where we split up we noticed someone standing still about 100 yards away in the pitch dark and freezing cold, thinking it odd we left each other saying we would keep an eye on him as we headed for our cars, he never moved, anyway we had said we would meet again the next day for another session and park together. We met up on Wed and headed back to the same place only to see him standing there again, so i said i've got to find out what he's doing, so we walked nearer, when we got about 50 yards away (heart beating fast now) you guessed it, it was a bloody 6 foot snowman.
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Originally posted by wavy davy View PostOn Tuesday after a 5 hour session at camels island at Marsden me and wor lad packed up and started to trek back over the leas, when we got to a point where we split up we noticed someone standing still about 100 yards away in the pitch dark and freezing cold, thinking it odd we left each other saying we would keep an eye on him as we headed for our cars, he never moved, anyway we had said we would meet again the next day for another session and park together. We met up on Wed and headed back to the same place only to see him standing there again, so i said i've got to find out what he's doing, so we walked nearer, when we got about 50 yards away (heart beating fast now) you guessed it, it was a bloody 6 foot snowman.
Classico"I mock thee not, though I by thee am mockéd.
Thou call'st me madman, but I call thee blockhead"
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There's a comedy character I believe - Harry Enfield might have done it - who is scared of everything. That's me in the dicky dark on a beach. Please do not walk up to me in your rubber soled shoes in damp sand and think I know you're coming. I may have twizzled round a couple of times to bait up from the tackle box and you may have seen a glimmer from my headlamp. That doesn't mean I've seen you, my headlamp is rubbish, I can't even see my bait!
If you wish to come alongside and share the craic then please use an air horn from 400 yards out.
Please don't sneak up on me as it makes me CACK MESELL"I mock thee not, though I by thee am mockéd.
Thou call'st me madman, but I call thee blockhead"
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I have done that to a few people Ian, now I start whistling and switch my headlight on and off a couple of times before I get there.
There used to be an oldish guy on Blyth beach that used to appear from nowhere. A few times I just turned to the side and there he was just a couple of feet away he relaxed my bowels a few times Just a bit on the lonely side, lived by himself and used to come along the beach to talk to the fishermen, I just wish he would have whistled a few times lol.
Jim.Remember, some people are alive simply because it is illegal to shoot them.
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Originally posted by wavy davy View PostOn Tuesday after a 5 hour session at camels island at Marsden me and wor lad packed up and started to trek back over the leas, when we got to a point where we split up we noticed someone standing still about 100 yards away in the pitch dark and freezing cold, thinking it odd we left each other saying we would keep an eye on him as we headed for our cars, he never moved, anyway we had said we would meet again the next day for another session and park together. We met up on Wed and headed back to the same place only to see him standing there again, so i said i've got to find out what he's doing, so we walked nearer, when we got about 50 yards away (heart beating fast now) you guessed it, it was a bloody 6 foot snowman.Alan
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Come across him a few times Terry. I always know when it's him, because there is never any wind blowing, yet you can hear a tin can being kicked along the beach, so i only fish those beaches on the windy nights. .
The best one was on the end of s/s pier about 30 yrs ago. Me and a mate were the only ones on the end on the short wall, when an old man came along and rested his pushbike against the rails about 30 ft away, and using a handline just by the steps, he pulled three fish in over the rail in only a couple of minutes, ( they were all about 6/7 lbs ) put them in the panniers on his bike and moved away back down the pier. Me and Brian just looked at each other in disbelief, carried on fishing , and never spoke about it again. what i remember was, there was no moon and it was really dark but you could still make him out,and he made no noise at all. I dont believe in ghosties but.
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