One time I was fishing in the middle of a water dam with my cousin. Since we were out in the middle, I could see about 100 yards in each direction. As the sun started to go down, I turned around to get some more bait and this guy was standing behind me – he didn’t make a sound and neither of us saw him come. He was holding a fishing rod and dressed very old school. After an awkward pause he asked me what time it was so I told him. I turned around, threw my line in the water and when I looked behind me again, the cat was gone. Less than a minute elapsed and he would have had to have walked pretty damn far to get out of our eyeshot. I asked my cousin where that dude went and he looked around and got this weird look on his face. We looked at each other for a second, never said a word, packed up our shit and left. When I started to talk about to my cousin the forever skeptic about it at the car, he said, “I don’t ever want to talk about that again,” and we haven’t until this interview! I’ve never fished there alone again since and that was like 10 year ago!
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