Night fishing and things that go bump in the night

[jaystraw]

I just had this happen a couple weeks ago and have been told by everyone it was a beaver:

I was out fishing on the Contoocook River last night in Henniker NH around 8:10pm. I was standing on a large rock fishing the strong current caused by the river getting a bit narrower. I heard a sound so loud just to my right (less than 2 feet away) that I thought the ledge I had been standing on earlier had given way and fallen 5 feet into the water. The ledge was still there, and there was no sign of any other activity.

I kept fishing, but I honestly was a bit shaken. About a couple minutes later, another similar large splash occurred about 10 feet upstream from me between two rocks that I had been fishing a minute before. I could not seen anything below the water, and there was no obvious animal that I could see.

Now, being a fisherman, I wanted to catch whatever it was (assuming it was a fish), but the two splashes I had heard made me reconsider that option. I was not sure my line would hold whatever could make a sound that big.

Either way, I never got a chance. I did not hear another splash until it was almost 50-100 feet upstream. I could clearly hear whatever it was as it splashed down into the water, even at that distance.

Scared the hell outta me. Now I've been told 100 times it was a beaver and I feel silly.

[Fendercaster]

justfishin -  

I don't know what you saw, but the most logical explanation would be an otter or beaver. If you were fishing out on the Bay, I'd say you had an encounter with Chessie!

What quarry were you fishing? I've heard some stories about the quarry near Dickerson.

[J-Boogie]

I had a fox jump in the boat one night. Yea it was nutts. He lungedback out to the water. Other than that,bobcats moaning and screaming like hell creeps me out

[justfishin]

Fendercaster, I picked that story up on the web, it wasn't a personal experiance.

[BassHunter69]

dang catt i'd have loved to see ya move that fast ya must have been like speedy gonzalies over there   ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

Pat & I were back in a little cove one cloudy overcast night in his 15' Alweld; he was up front with me in the back. From where I was in the back of the boat the bank was maybe 15 yards away; suddenly we hear this loud high pitched scream that raised the hair on the back of our necks, then the sound of something crashing through the buck bush along the bank followed by something slashing through the water straight behind me. Before Pat could pull up the trolling motor I had the Suzuki fired up and was ricocheting off of stump not stopping until we were a good ¼ mile off shore.

Didn't know what it was but I knew where I aint