Haunted Redmire
Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 5:28 pm
Redmire is full of ghostly goings on - of course non of it being actually real!
My only experience was posted on the Redmire forum sometime ago but here it is again:
"Several years ago in early July, whilst pitched in Inghams when the weather was atrocious and Redmire was being beaten up by gales and torrential rain I woke up at about 2.00AM and was sure I could hear a very faint eerie voice whispering my name outside the tent. The ghostly voice was mostly drowned out by the howling wind and lashing rain but it kept coming back and although I don't usually get spooked, the ghost stories told earlier that evening including the very real and spooky one by dabchick made me feel decidedly uncomfortable. I managed to block it out and somehow get back to sleep having decided that I was imagining it and anyway I wasn't going out in the dark and wet to investigate.
The next morning I awoke to a very different day with the wind having dropped and the sun now shining. Wandering over to the dam wall I was greeted by Rob the bailiff coming over from Cranstouns saying "didn't you bloody well hear me last night?" "I had a fish on which got weeded up and I had to wade out in my underwear up to my chest in the pitch black with the howling wind and lashing rain". "I shouted and shouted your name but you never appeared!".
So much for the ghost of Redmire. Never mind. He managed to bank the fish on his own and it was a lovely Leney 20."
My only experience was posted on the Redmire forum sometime ago but here it is again:
"Several years ago in early July, whilst pitched in Inghams when the weather was atrocious and Redmire was being beaten up by gales and torrential rain I woke up at about 2.00AM and was sure I could hear a very faint eerie voice whispering my name outside the tent. The ghostly voice was mostly drowned out by the howling wind and lashing rain but it kept coming back and although I don't usually get spooked, the ghost stories told earlier that evening including the very real and spooky one by dabchick made me feel decidedly uncomfortable. I managed to block it out and somehow get back to sleep having decided that I was imagining it and anyway I wasn't going out in the dark and wet to investigate.
The next morning I awoke to a very different day with the wind having dropped and the sun now shining. Wandering over to the dam wall I was greeted by Rob the bailiff coming over from Cranstouns saying "didn't you bloody well hear me last night?" "I had a fish on which got weeded up and I had to wade out in my underwear up to my chest in the pitch black with the howling wind and lashing rain". "I shouted and shouted your name but you never appeared!".
So much for the ghost of Redmire. Never mind. He managed to bank the fish on his own and it was a lovely Leney 20."
:thumb:
mike