Ghost stories from the beach

[Joe]

When I first started digging graves - it was a little spooky.
The old alky head caretaker told me, "Don't worry, they're dead."
I dug up half a person from the pelvis down one time - I guess it was either and indian or an unmarked grave - that was weird, but no complaints.
I used to have an open mind to the stuff...

[jim sylvester]

thanks for the great thread paul



last night, all night I was looking over my shoulder like a 5 year old

[DZ]

And the Eyes Watch You

Its 3:00 AM on the islands east side during the dark of the moon, now mid November and not many casters about. I slowly picked my way along the cobble shore to my favorite perch near the “bass stand”. “It’s a really black night”, I said to myself. I looked toward the northeast – the eyes were watching. I switched off my neck light and was instantly blinded for 5-10 seconds until my eyes could adjust to the darkness.

Now on my rock I cast a needlefish toward the pipes. I counted in my head as I started my retrieve. On the count of “6” I felt the needle pause as if a bass had made a pass at it. I dropped the needle back by lowering my rod and the bass struck it on queue. I looked over and the eyes were watching.

As I landed the bass I glanced over my right shoulder and could vaguely make out a human form about 30 yards down the shore – don’t turn on the neck light I thought as I unhooked the bass in the darkness. Back on my perch – the eyes watching to my left and the unknown person to my right.

Nothing more from this perch – I decided to move a little to the right toward the other fisherman. He was right in a spot I liked to fish. As I walked toward him I asked him how he was doing – I got no response and was surprised to see him move further away from me. I was starting to get a little concerned. Off to my left - the eyes still watched.

Now on my new perch I peered again at the unknown angler on my right. At that point I let fly with a cast while watching him. He cast at the same time. It was then that I realized that the other caster was my own shadow.

Note: The “eyes that watch me” are in fact a reflection off the water from the Newport Bridge Lights some 20 miles distant - they are visible from Block Island’s east side. The lights and their reflection form a perfect set of eyes.
My shadow (whom I tried to start a conversation with – true story) is formed from the green navigation light off of Old Harbor Breakwater. The green light produces an eerie glow that creates a faint shadow.

I have plenty more “bump in the night” Block Island surfcasting stories. Since I fish alone most of the time my thoughts create most of them.

[NIB]

I fish by myself.I hate ghost story's.
I did not look at one word on this thread .
Please Stop.

[Rockport24]

great story DZ! It's so true that our minds often get the better of us, it kind of puts me at ease to hear that it sometimes happens to you sharpies too.

[piemma]

Originally Posted by jim sylvester

thanks for the great thread paul



last night, all night I was looking over my shoulder like a 5 year old

Jim:
Just thought it would be fun......and it is!

[NIB]

Originally Posted by jim sylvester

thanks for the great thread paul



last night, all night I was looking over my shoulder like a 5 year old

See thats why I don't read this crap.

[Clogston29]

One night I was fishing the end of a cobble beach where the vertical rocks begin. At very low tides you can wade out in front of the rocks and cast from there. At this particular area there is a small cave like crevice carved out at the base of the rocks which has always struck me as kind of erie. Well I’m standing there casting for a few minutes on a very warm night and all of a sudden I feel this really damp chill come over me and a few seconds later get an overwhelming smell of pipe tobacco behind me. I wheeled around and nothing was there but I know that I smelled tobacco smoke, no doubt in my mind. This really freaked me out and I pretty much ran back to the truck and haven’t fished there again since at night and I actually got chills just typing this.

Earlier this season Luds48 and I were standing on an overlook area that looks down on this same area and we both saw what looked like a ghost right out of the movies walking on the rocks. We both agreed that something was there and had to go in for a closer look (you feel a lot more comfortable and brave when not alone). Well we only had to take a few steps closer until we could tell that it was actually a woman wrapped in a sheet walking around on the rocks while her husband was soaking bait out of site from where we were originally standing. You see some crazy stuff out there at night.