[fredaevans]

No sound is a good sound, and a good place to live?

Ya-Ya still working reading through a 'document' that I have to 'approve' for others to sign. Under a covered deck, under a porch light, puffing on a hand made smoke and 'What are they trying to say here, or what did they just say?'

Then it hit me: Dead Silence, total absence of extraneous sound. Like nada/zip/not even a Dog barking. The weird thing is every 'On Guard' instinct jumped to the fore. I guess some Military Training from the early 1960's just doesn't go away: 'No sound is a bad sound.' :saevilw:

Fishing related? Heavy snow fall on the river and it blanks/absorbs every thing, even the sound of the river. Once on the Green River in South Seattle, with I-405 right across from me, and not a sound. Nothing. So 'spooked' I just reeled in and went home. I think a significant portion of Whisky was consumed just after I went through the front door. Wife 1.0 took one look and didn't ask. Well later.

"Wow, I've never seen you like that before."

What experience 'spooked you?'

 

[Bob Budesa]

Years ago, I had to help lay out a bike route from Glendale to Powers here in S. Oregon. In doing so, I decided to take my young son along, and we'd have a fun camp out, saving us a long drive home only to turn around the next morning and drive out again.

After a days work, we set up the tent, rolled out the bags, cooked up some beans, and sat around a fire for a while. Tired, we decided to hit the sack early.

Later that night, I was awakened by the sound of brush crashing, coupled with grunting noises like I've never heard before. I felt something bump into me, and realized my son was very close at that point!! No kidding!

After about an hour of reassurance (going both ways!), we fell back asleep.

To this day, I still don't know what it was that we heard that night. No tracks to speak of in the morning in the dense underbrush.

Elk moving at night. Not likely.
Bears don't sound like that.
Sasquatch? I kinda like to think so.

If I stay up all night Fred, I'm coming over in the morning and tying all your lines in knots!!!!! :chuckle:

 

[fredaevans]

I jsut bet he might.

"If I stay up all night Fred, I'm coming over in the morning and tying all your lines in knots!!!!!"

Kidding aside, this is a Man you want to know and spend time on a river bank.

fae

 

[Yelostn801]

Weird Feelings

Many moons ago, (when I was first getting into Steelhead fishing), I decided to travel to Washington State to fish. I did some research and talked to several guys that had fished for Steelhead, and they recommended the "Green" in Washington state.

My brother, a friend, and I jumped in my brothers motor home and drove 18 hours straight to Vancouver Washington. We got some supplies in Vancouver and headed up (I believe) the Toutle River toward Spirit Lake where we arrived at the Green. I remember there was a fish hatchery there with a parking area. I was quite excited after the long drive to get on the water and catch this fish I had been reading about so long. We quickly suited up and headed out in different directions with great expectations. As I was working my way through the trees toward the river something dawned on me, "man this place is quiet". I mean there was not a sound, no wind, no birds, no animal noises, just large trees with moss allover them, "eerie". It made me feel quite uncomfortable as I worked back down the river toward the motor home. When I arrived back to where we had parked, my two other fishing companions were there waiting. My brother said "I don't know about you but there is something weird about this place". We were all feeling extremely uneasy about staying, so we jumped in the motor home and got the hell out of there, driving straight to Pyramid Lake to fish for Lahontans.

Shortly after this Mt. St. Helens blew! I've never gone back and I don't even know if this place still exists, but I'll never forget the feeling I had that day. I've fished in the Pacific Northwest several times since then and I have never felt anything close to the experience I had back then.

Henry