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01-25-2012, 08:55 PM
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#11 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Idaho Posts: 3,000
| I'm getting good at copying and pasting old posts. Some topics just keep coming back because of good interest in them. Anyway......
When in those high 12,000 ft basins in the High Uinta Wilderness, the planes flying over make a big racket. Even the little planes are very noisy. One night, or morning, a 2:00 am nature call had me standing out in the night when I saw a very bright light on the ridge. My first thought was somebody had snuck a 4 wheeler into the wilderness but then I realized it was flying. My next thought was a high plane still had his landing lights on but as it passed overhead, the light remained bright, so it was not a directional light such as a headlight or landing light. I could not make out any shape of a craft or anything. As the light moved further away it remained very bright and then, when about over the Vernal Basin where the towns are, it suddenly went out. About that time I realized that whatever it was had made no noise whatsoever. Definately a UFO (it may be identified by someone else but not me) but one of ours or theirs? Who knows?
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01-25-2012, 09:04 PM
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#12 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: Durham, NC Posts: 1,261
| It was a hot, humid night by Lake James last summer. The owls were hooting and bats were chasing the objects of their desire. Fireflies were abundant around my campsite and the moon was just beyond sight. The air was so still and the humidity so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Out of nowhere a breeze started moving the trees around my campsite. Leaves were reflected in the firelight clapping as some do. Limbs were gently swaying and dancing in the breeze. I noticed that the wind was not moving anything beyond my campsite which was built upon the site of an old homestead.
Ancient spirits or dead husband trying to reach across the boundaries? I don't know for sure, but I had a nice chat with the dearly departed for quite a while and slept like a baby that night. I'm not one to discount anything.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." Anonymous "One of the penalties of not participating in politics is that you will be governed by your inferiors." Plato |
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01-25-2012, 09:19 PM
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#13 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Idaho Posts: 3,000
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Originally Posted by Judy Ann Ancient spirits or dead husband trying to reach across the boundaries? I don't know for sure, but I had a nice chat with the dearly departed for quite a while and slept like a baby that night. I'm not one to discount anything. | That is wonderful Judy Ann. This I will not discount. Grandma's family has several very strange incidents like this, even down to my grandkids. But the stories are better left to campfire tales than here.
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01-25-2012, 10:26 PM
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#14 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: Durham, NC Posts: 1,261
| I guess that I should have mentioned that my conversation was not out loud and that I didn't hear any replies!
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." Anonymous "One of the penalties of not participating in politics is that you will be governed by your inferiors." Plato
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01-26-2012, 05:53 AM
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#15 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: Indiana Posts: 2,321
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Originally Posted by oldsarge When stationed in southern California, I too remember seeing strange colors in the sky......... | I've seen a lot of strange and inexplicable things in my life; lights in the night sky, cold spots in the woods, vaporous shapes moving in the dark, and animals exhibiting odd behaviour.
But Southern California, I agree, is the topper. The sky is always a weird color and I've seen some people walking down the street I can't explain to this day.
A man's reach should exceed his grasp.-Robert Browning
A man's got to know his limitations.-Dirty Harry |
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01-26-2012, 06:14 AM
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#16 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: Durham, NC Posts: 1,261
| If it was in LA there are numerous explanations!
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." Anonymous "One of the penalties of not participating in politics is that you will be governed by your inferiors." Plato |
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01-26-2012, 05:24 PM
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#17 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Richton Park, Illinios Posts: 2,583
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Originally Posted by dinosaur But Southern California, I agree, is the topper. The sky is always a weird color and I've seen some people walking down the street I can't explain to this day. | A young man with a wild and multi-coloured hairstyle sits next to an old man on a park bench. The old man stares at the young man.
"What's the matter, old man?" says the young man. "Never done anything crazy in your life?"
The old man replies: "Yeah. When I was in the Navy, I got really drunk one night and had sex with a parrot. I thought you might be my son."
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02-05-2012, 11:10 AM
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#18 | | Junior Member
Join Date: Feb 2012 Posts: 7
| hunting me and my cousin were walking in to our tree stand on a clear morning when we stopped to take a breather and i was looking at the stars and noticed that there were a star setting right in the middle of the little dipper when out of the blue it started moving slowly across the sky
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02-25-2012, 11:53 AM
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#19 | | Backpacking Noob
Join Date: Oct 2011 Location: Midlands of SC Posts: 285
| I had a really wierd experience with a youth group on a hike in a nature reserve.
We parked in the lot, the only car there, hiked the mile and a half in, scrambled up the hillside to an exposed section of rock (14 acres of it!) and settled in to eat our food. During the middle of eating, this guy walks out of the woods on the far side of the entrance/exit trail. He's around forty, wearing penny loafers, dress slacks and a button-up shirt. Like he was teleported from a boardroom. Not a dirt stain or wrinkle or anything. It's about 90 degrees, we're sweaty in shorts and t shirts, and he's not. He walks out onto the rock, looks around for a bit, and wanders back into the trees. If Bigfoot came out and asked me for my skittles it would have been less odd.
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02-25-2012, 04:15 PM
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#20 | | Senior Member
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Richton Park, Illinios Posts: 2,583
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Originally Posted by Theosus I had a really wierd experience with a youth group on a hike in a nature reserve.
We parked in the lot, the only car there, hiked the mile and a half in, scrambled up the hillside to an exposed section of rock (14 acres of it!) and settled in to eat our food. During the middle of eating, this guy walks out of the woods on the far side of the entrance/exit trail. He's around forty, wearing penny loafers, dress slacks and a button-up shirt. Like he was teleported from a boardroom. Not a dirt stain or wrinkle or anything. It's about 90 degrees, we're sweaty in shorts and t shirts, and he's not. He walks out onto the rock, looks around for a bit, and wanders back into the trees. If Bigfoot came out and asked me for my skittles it would have been less odd. | That is weird!
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