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<blockquote data-quote="fwdoz" data-source="post: 572568" data-attributes="member: 18597"><p>My Dad used to tell me a story of when he would go night time eel fishing out of Ballarat. He wanted to try a new section of water for the first time. Parked the car & walked for a bit before arriving at the edge of the water. He said on the way there he thought he heard footsteps, but figured it was just the wind.</p><p></p><p>Got his 6 eel lines out, baited them & put each one out in turn all set up with a bell on each one. He then opened up his stool & sat down. Within 2 minutes the wind stopped & all 6 bells started going off quite vigorously. As he got to each one, the bell would stop, but each line was still slack exactly how he set it pinched in the mud. Checked each one & reset them. Sat down & again every one went off again. He just sat there, then the wind erupted with a gust knocking his hat off.</p><p></p><p>He gathered all his lines & got the hell out of there. Got the feeling something did not want him there.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="fwdoz, post: 572568, member: 18597"] My Dad used to tell me a story of when he would go night time eel fishing out of Ballarat. He wanted to try a new section of water for the first time. Parked the car & walked for a bit before arriving at the edge of the water. He said on the way there he thought he heard footsteps, but figured it was just the wind. Got his 6 eel lines out, baited them & put each one out in turn all set up with a bell on each one. He then opened up his stool & sat down. Within 2 minutes the wind stopped & all 6 bells started going off quite vigorously. As he got to each one, the bell would stop, but each line was still slack exactly how he set it pinched in the mud. Checked each one & reset them. Sat down & again every one went off again. He just sat there, then the wind erupted with a gust knocking his hat off. He gathered all his lines & got the hell out of there. Got the feeling something did not want him there. [/QUOTE]
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