I missed this off-topic topic, but have had a couple of unexplained encounters, and one not so unexplained.
As a kid I was walking one night along a dirt road past a wide cornfield in the middle of rural nowhere when a blindingly white light shot up, vertically at great speed and vanished in seconds into the dark night sky. I was 11 or 12 and thought “Well that was odd”. I was not, to the best of my recollection, probed.
In 1978 I was on a cross country trip with two companions when, in the middle of the nowhere eastern Wyoming or Colorado plains, we saw something very similar, a fast moving bright white streak “launch”. Given our location I figured that one to be some military rocket test. Or the start of WWIII.
Until a half hour later when, on a long straight level stretch of deserted blacktop, we came upon a car, resting on its roof in the middle of the road.
Accident? There was only one car. There was no dead cow or deer. The car was unoccupied, windows up, doors closed but unlocked. With long skid marks from locked up brakes, but the skid marks ended DIRECTLY under the wheels. The car was intact, undented, undamaged, not even a broken window. WTF and how the hell? Someone got probed, or at least that’s what they told their parents later that night.
I have had one experience with a mysterious flying object of explained origin. We were on the beach in Miami one night when a UFO slowly rose into the sky, trailing different colored lights that moved and swayed from side to side. It gained increasing altitude over the course of 20 minutes or so, reaching a considerable height. Four of us witnessed it, and the colored lights were still plainly visible to anyone looking up into the night sky. As the lights rose and swayed they seemed to twinkle.
It had a visible radar signature; the highest flying helicopter I have ever seen came over, passing approximately where the weird colored lights were twinkling, and lit up a brilliant searchlight. At that very moment the “UFO”, which had been fairly stationary if still rising, took off like a scalded cat, heading west at considerable speed.
Definitely a UFO. Or visitors from our own planet with an identified flying object.
The earthly visitors were us, flying a DIY “UFO”. We had sent up a kite train, three kites attached at 100 yard intervals to a single string, so each kite was carrying only its part of the total string weight, able to achieve high elevation. Attached to the string between the kites were colored glow-stick Cyalumes and, due to available material desperation, some long pieces of aluminum foil to act as a tail.
We had flown those before, at night off more remote beaches, sans the tinfoil tail and not lofted three kite-train high. Sometimes raising them from behind the dunes to fly over coastal campgrounds, just to hear a startled “Martha, quick, come look!”.
I had some decent quality kites and line at the time, not Dollar Store bat kites and cotton string, so we had always brought them down to retrieved the kite and string. Well, not always retrieved; we had one single kite cyalume rig abruptly nose dive, plummeting straight down into a crowded campground where folks were watching and wondering. To some audible consternation; we skedaddled.
About the time the chopper arrived off Miami beach the kite train had achieved such altitude and wind velocity that it was pulling like a SOB, and I couldn’t control the speed with which the string unraveled. Burning my fingers I wrapped it in the sleeve of my coat, and as the friction burned through the 60/40 fabric the scorched string parted ways, so the kite train was now rising fast, dangling a couple hundred yards of stabilizing string “tail”.
That “UFO” took off, heading due west at a high rate of speed. The chopper did not follow. We did not get our kites back. We did again skedaddle.
I checked the Miami papers for a couple days, no mention of a UFO. It’s a conspiracy I tell you!
johnfrum wrote:
The light(s) appeared to me to be no more than a mile or two away about 500 feet high. It seemed to be stationary for the most part but would move back and forth a bit. Over time it seemed to drift slowly.
John, I swear I have never been to Lake Kushog. The truth is out there.