CapeCodAlan's Great UFO Adventure!
Hi,
I mentioned in my last post that years ago I saw a UFO. People have expressed interest, so here is the story - prepare to be bored.
Around 1977, my buddy Richard and I were fresh out of high school. If we weren't working, sleeping, eating, or going to college, we were down on the Bank St. cranberry bogs. We grew up exploring and playing Frisbee there, and by the mid to late '70s were spending spare nights knocking back "soda pops", talking about girls, music, and politics. (Did I mention that we talked a lot about girls?) But I digress... Occasionally, a friend would accompany us, and that night the friend was Peter.
Before I go further, the cast of characters needs to be fleshed out. At the time, we were just students. We didn't buy into the trend of "disco", (or any other trend for that matter). Over the years, both Peter and I would become engineers, and Richard now works as a network administrator for the local hospital. In short, in spite of our proclivity for nighttime forays into the woods and bogs armed only with yet-to-be opened six packs, we were (and are), on the larger scale, remarkably sober and introspective.
Now back to the story...
On that night (probably around 9 - 10 pm), we likely followed the usual path from Long Rd., through the old swamp we called "Paradise" to Meadowbrook Ln., across Gorham Rd., and started up what was an unlit, single-lane, unpaved, rutted bog access pathway. That pathway is now Bog's End Rd. (See pics below... Credits go out to both Google Earth and MapQuest.)
About half way up Bog's End Rd. Peter froze whilst uttering some expletive. I looked up to see it next, and Richard saw it last. There at the elbow of the end of the dirt road was a white orb or disk. It was roughly 50 to 75 meters away and at tree-top level. If I had a dime, I probably could have extended my hand and covered the light with the coin and had room to spare. At the time, I thought it was about the size of a soccer ball or a basketball. (I just checked the math, and that seems about right...) Anyway, the light sat absolutely still for a few seconds, darted to the right about 5 feet, paused again, then scooted out of sight further to the right. It wasn't a spotlight. It wasn't a star or a planet. And it certainly wasn't a streetlight or a porch light. (At the time, the bogs were simply dark abysses.) It was just a silent, lonely luminescent object sitting 30' up at the end of a desolate old bog access road.
When all is said and done, all I saw was a light that hovered, then moved to the right, and then boogied starboard pronto. That's all... Maybe 10 or 15 seconds... No little green men... No glowing ectoplasm... No alien proctologists probing parts unknown... Just a restless light object... (See "Birds and the Nature of the Universe".)
I told you this was going to be boring.
See you by those Area 51 feeders,
CapeCodAlan
I mentioned in my last post that years ago I saw a UFO. People have expressed interest, so here is the story - prepare to be bored.
Around 1977, my buddy Richard and I were fresh out of high school. If we weren't working, sleeping, eating, or going to college, we were down on the Bank St. cranberry bogs. We grew up exploring and playing Frisbee there, and by the mid to late '70s were spending spare nights knocking back "soda pops", talking about girls, music, and politics. (Did I mention that we talked a lot about girls?) But I digress... Occasionally, a friend would accompany us, and that night the friend was Peter.
Before I go further, the cast of characters needs to be fleshed out. At the time, we were just students. We didn't buy into the trend of "disco", (or any other trend for that matter). Over the years, both Peter and I would become engineers, and Richard now works as a network administrator for the local hospital. In short, in spite of our proclivity for nighttime forays into the woods and bogs armed only with yet-to-be opened six packs, we were (and are), on the larger scale, remarkably sober and introspective.
Now back to the story...
On that night (probably around 9 - 10 pm), we likely followed the usual path from Long Rd., through the old swamp we called "Paradise" to Meadowbrook Ln., across Gorham Rd., and started up what was an unlit, single-lane, unpaved, rutted bog access pathway. That pathway is now Bog's End Rd. (See pics below... Credits go out to both Google Earth and MapQuest.)
About half way up Bog's End Rd. Peter froze whilst uttering some expletive. I looked up to see it next, and Richard saw it last. There at the elbow of the end of the dirt road was a white orb or disk. It was roughly 50 to 75 meters away and at tree-top level. If I had a dime, I probably could have extended my hand and covered the light with the coin and had room to spare. At the time, I thought it was about the size of a soccer ball or a basketball. (I just checked the math, and that seems about right...) Anyway, the light sat absolutely still for a few seconds, darted to the right about 5 feet, paused again, then scooted out of sight further to the right. It wasn't a spotlight. It wasn't a star or a planet. And it certainly wasn't a streetlight or a porch light. (At the time, the bogs were simply dark abysses.) It was just a silent, lonely luminescent object sitting 30' up at the end of a desolate old bog access road.
When all is said and done, all I saw was a light that hovered, then moved to the right, and then boogied starboard pronto. That's all... Maybe 10 or 15 seconds... No little green men... No glowing ectoplasm... No alien proctologists probing parts unknown... Just a restless light object... (See "Birds and the Nature of the Universe".)
I told you this was going to be boring.
See you by those Area 51 feeders,
CapeCodAlan
