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I just got this link from a friend and decided it was time to tell about some other sightings of interplanetary craft that I have witnessed. [See my first post on this subject here and here.]
Back in the late seventies I often went to check out Colorado's night skies. Up in the mountains it's wonderfully dark, and our yard -- an open field with a big rock in the middle of it -- was a great place to watch stars, planets, meteor showers and, on two occasions that I recall, the northern lights.
Whenever I went out, I took my flashlight. I often sent punctuated beams into the night like Morse code to anyone who might be there to answer. Just for kicks, I called my flashlight my "United Federation of Planets signal light." Yes, I'm a big Trek fan (though I've never really identified myself as a Trekkie).
You can imagine my surprise one night, on a late walk to the mail box, to see a rather large light in the sky, back over the North St. Vrain River near where it flows under a bridge on Colorado Highway 7 before it winds down into some pretty rugged backcountry.
The light, about one-third the size of a full moon, began to flash. I had the idea that I should count. It flashed 10 times, fading in and out at 2 to 3 second intervals before it disappeared. I definitely was left with the sense that I had been contacted.
I saw a similar light in that location on several occasions after that, but it only faded out slowly once I had visual contact -- it didn't flash. My sense was that this was not a "manned" craft, but more like a probe or information relay device from a larger spacecraft that had a crew aboard.
My final sighting of a large light in that area was significant, however. At the time of this sighting I think I had just been elected Assistant Chief of the fire department. One evening we got a call from the Boulder County dispatch center that two men were overdue on a fishing trip into the North St. Vrain Canyon in our district.
We immediately sent personnel to the bridge on Highway 7 where the fishermen had planned to meet family members who would pick them up. Another firefighter and I got the rescue vehicle and drove down Highway 7 to meet with our people at the bridge.
As we came down the hill south of the bridge, a large light up in the sky got my attention. It seemed to be a little way down the canyon and looked like the same one I had seen before. This time it maintained its luminescence and executed a fairly rapid U-shaped movement for several seconds before fading out. Intuitively I understood -- as if by means of an informational relay -- that the object was directly over the fishermen and that they were okay.
Neither my coworker nor our crew at the bridge saw the object.
After meeting with our people at the bridge, we went back to the base station. I got out a map of the area and tried to estimate about where the light had been in relation to the bridge and the river. Looking at the map, I thought that the object had pretty much been right over the confluence of the North and Middle St. Vrain creeks.
I told the other firefighters what I had seen. I told them that I thought the fishermen were near the confluence of the creeks and were okay. You gotta give those folks credit for not impeaching me on the spot, but I guess I had at least a little "political capital" (so to speak) after a few months in a command position.
At first light we sent teams down other possible exit routes hoping to run into the fishermen, a father and his teen-aged son. We didn't get very far. We met them walking up the road that we were walking down. They were fine. They told us it had gotten too dark to come all the way out and they had spent the night "where the two creeks come together."
This interdimensional search mission was one of the highlights of my years in the fire service. So kick back and listen to the Carpenters and imagine what other good things could come out of contact with occupants of interplanetary craft.
