ghosts

[billynobaits]

I was fishing a comp years ago,and when asked where i intended to fish,i told
some of the lads,i was gonna try the dene."Ye'd best come away from there
before darkness",someone said,"or the viking'll ave yer".Apparently,the ghost
of a viking warrior,mooched about down there during darkness,and some
blokes would'nt venture down there,once the light was fading.Undeterred,by
these warnings,i set off on my merry way.Whilst walking through the middle
of the dene,i heard some bushes rustling,and noticed some movement to my
left.I stopped,and a bloke popped out from the bushes,smiled at me,and said
"hi",Alright mate",i replied,then carried on.A bit further on,another bloke came
out of the bushes,smiled and said hello,then disappeared back into the
undergrowth."Birdwatchers",i thought to myself,then carried on.I reached my
mark,set up,and proceeded to pull about 5 or 6 codling out,which it turns
out,would win me the match.
I walked back through the dene,in darkness,and was curious about this
viking ghost tale,but afraid,i was'nt.Anyway,i saw and heard nothing,and
went and weighed in."Canny bag there mate",said the chairman,who was
doing the weighing,"did you fish the dene?" "Aye a did",sez me."Did you see
the viking then?"he asked,chuckling."Nope,nee viking" i replied,"but there
were a few birdwatchers,mooching around in the bushes"."They're not
birdwatchers",he said,"they're shirtlifters,it's a well known meeting place
for those seeking a browneye rendezvous".Well,i have to say i felt a bit of
a shudder,as if the devil himself had stepped on my shadow,because the
thought of a spectral viking,chasing me with his broadsword,did'nt scare me,
but the thought of a botter,running after me waving his porksword,well that
put the fear of god in me....I never returned,although i have heard the plum
likes to erm...fish down there on occasion

[wavy davy]

I always fish the 3 shelves at Marsden and there's definately a ghost there, he was standing behind me last week, another thing is he farts and stinks, I even tell him that, he hasn't spoke yet but here's hoping.

[flatheed]

I always fish the 3 shelves at Marsden and there's definately a ghost there, he was standing behind me last week, another thing is he farts and stinks, I even tell him that, he hasn't spoke yet but here's hoping.

Thats Chappa Dave he is a man of few words.

[cod magnet]

not a ghost storry but i remember a long time back myself and rocketman fished horden beach one night on the way back to the car wee had our cap lamps on , on the side of a slopping cliff something moved , i shouted how rocker look at this, beleive it or not it was a big cat and i dont mean a moggy 2foot at the shoulder it was , i was fascinated its a puma rocket i said get a photo i said to rocketman there is a reward out for the fist recorded evidence , there was no reply from rocketman because the chicken sh..t had done a 100meter run under 9 seconds and this is a true story he could of left me be mauled by the creature thats rocketman for you

[rocketman]

not a ghost storry but i remember a long time back myself and rocketman fished horden beach one night on the way back to the car wee had our cap lamps on , on the side of a slopping cliff something moved , i shouted how rocker look at this, beleive it or not it was a big cat and i dont mean a moggy 2foot at the shoulder it was , i was fascinated its a puma rocket i said get a photo i said to rocketman there is a reward out for the fist recorded evidence , there was no reply from rocketman because the chicken sh..t had done a 100meter run under 9 seconds and this is a true story he could of left me be mauled by the creature thats rocketman for you

ha ha you have a bad memory, i spotted the greenish yellow eyes stalking us from the bushes it was following our every move as if looking for the weak one amongst us, and i know its hard to believe but cod magnet tripped me up on purpose with his tripod the dirty yellow tw$t, leaving me to my fate and legged it up the track to the houses screaming and shouting like a right tart, i managed to pull myself up off the floor was bit of a struggle as i was carrying his rucksack too as hes bone idol( seen more life in a sick note) anyway i managed to catch up with him as he was only 50yds ahead as hes right out of shape, and the soft ponce grabbed hold of my hand to help him run faster
anyway managed to get him safely back to the car he was in a right state, opened the car door and he jumped in without even taking his chest waders off, had traveled about 2 miles had the heating on as it was a cold frosty night , started to smell dog sh$t yes your right lads the dirty b$stard had filled his chesties with diahorea and thats the true version of the story

[cod magnet]

ha ha you have a bad memory, i spotted the greenish yellow eyes stalking us from the bushes it was following our every move as if looking for the weak one amongst us, and i know its hard to believe but cod magnet tripped me up on purpose with his tripod the dirty yellow tw$t, leaving me to my fate and legged it up the track to the houses screaming and shouting like a right tart, i managed to pull myself up off the floor was bit of a struggle as i was carrying his rucksack too as hes bone idol( seen more life in a sick note) anyway i managed to catch up with him as he was only 50yds ahead as hes right out of shape, and the soft ponce grabbed hold of my hand to help him run faster
anyway managed to get him safely back to the car he was in a right state, opened the car door and he jumped in without even taking his chest waders off, had traveled about 2 miles had the heating on as it was a cold frosty night , started to smell dog sh$t yes your right lads the dirty b$stard had filled his chesties with diahorea and thats the true version of the story

pmsl

[rocketman]

pmsl

forgot to add we parked the car up on a nearby dirt track on the way home and i managed to take this pic of cod magnet washing all the sh$t off his legs

[The Jester]

forgot to add we parked the car up on a nearby dirt track on the way home and i managed to take this pic of cod magnet washing all the sh$t off his legs
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Photo evidence.....cant argue with that....

[cod magnet]

toppa rocket , but i bet you no one believes about the big cat , but that was the truth lads

[toonboymc]

Sitting here reading these stories am busting for the toilet but dare not go boys and for night fishing never again unless there are a gang of us with machine guns

[The Jester]

Sitting here reading these stories am busting for the toilet but dare not go boys and for night fishing never again unless there are a gang of us with machine guns

What you need is a fishing buddy that is also an Exorcist....

[Rocker]

ha ha you have a bad memory, i spotted the greenish yellow eyes stalking us from the bushes it was following our every move as if looking for the weak one amongst us, and i know its hard to believe but cod magnet tripped me up on purpose with his tripod the dirty yellow tw$t, leaving me to my fate and legged it up the track to the houses screaming and shouting like a right tart, i managed to pull myself up off the floor was bit of a struggle as i was carrying his rucksack too as hes bone idol( seen more life in a sick note) anyway i managed to catch up with him as he was only 50yds ahead as hes right out of shape, and the soft ponce grabbed hold of my hand to help him run faster
anyway managed to get him safely back to the car he was in a right state, opened the car door and he jumped in without even taking his chest waders off, had traveled about 2 miles had the heating on as it was a cold frosty night , started to smell dog sh$t yes your right lads the dirty b$stard had filled his chesties with diahorea and thats the true version of the story

Hahaha, quality!

[The Plum]

belter lol, any more weird stories guys?

[lee_wood]

No stories but the obly place a dont like fishing in the dark but still do is cambois pier kreeps me right out wouldnt fancy it at all on my own

[tinman]

ive had no ghost exp while fishing but have in my house, strange feelings and things moving, foot steps,

i have hurd a naughty ghost story from a mate about the steely pier! sent shivers down my spine but still guttered i never got to fish it!!