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"I must say that if listeners could see for themselves the mass of reports coming in from the airborne gendarmerie, from the mobile gendarmerie, and from the gendarmerie charged with the job of conducting investigations, all of which reports are forwarded by us to the National Center for Space Studies, then they would see that it is all pretty disturbing."
- M. Robert Galley, French Minister of Defense, interviewed on radio by Jean-Claude Bourret, February 21, 1974.
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At tops, even if we were driving slower than
usual, the trip should have put us back at by no later 4:15 a.m. That would
account for one 15-min stop to get gas, freshen up and switch drivers, which is
exactly what we did. Except the stop didn't take more than 10 minutes. It was
1:10 am when we pulled in to fill up.
My friend abruptly became very tired and
asked me to drive. We pulled into the truck stop; gassed up, got a couple of
sodas and hit the road. I remember pulling onto the nearly desolate interstate,
laughing and seeing bright headlights in the rearview. Then unexpectedly being
shaken up, and being by a construction retainer wall well down the road from
where we were with bright lights blinding me from a truck on our tail. My friend
was trying to calm me down because I thought the truck had bumped us and was
going into a panic attack. We both felt the sensation of being dropped or bumped
as we came to full consciousness. Neither of us could remember anything after
pulling on to the road. Still shaken, I pulled over to let her drive that took
less than two minutes. As we pulled into our town, I looked at my watch; it was
The following day, I felt as though I was
coming down with flu like symptoms. I was very dizzy, nauseated together with
feeling an odd agitation. My friend also didn't feel well, and woke up with
slight sunburn to her skin the next day that totally upset her. We got together
to figure out how much time was missing from us. The best estimate is, we would
have had to drive between 40 and 50 mph the entire trip to account for the one hour
and twenty minute time loss. On that stretch of interstate the limit is 70 and
65 mph for Trucks. From the service station to our city limits is roughly 135
miles then 3 more miles to my house. We both drive either the speed limit or
slightly above. The mathematics just does not add up. At this point we both
suspected a possible abduction.
One another occasion in June 1998 myself
and the same friend experienced a sighting while driving on a desolate highway
at 4:17 a.m. We pulled over to watch a large bright whitish orange object slowly
rise in the sky. I thought when the first appeared that it was possibly Mars on
the horizon until it began its ascension, and the direction was wrong anyway for
it to be Mars. Then the other appeared, moving exactly the same way. I
remember something running around either side of the car as we sat there
watching. I thought it was a small animal like a dog, but the odd thing is that
the animal was up on it's hind legs, running. I panicked and told her to drive.
We pulled up at our destination at sunrise, not suspecting anything out of
the ordinary. My friend doesn't remember the animal or my panic at this point.
To our knowledge we didn't loose more than 15 to 20 minutes at best and we both
felt odd, sleepy and drained for several days afterwards.
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October 6, 1977 Encounter
By Steve Nance © 1977 revised 2003
On the morning of October the
sixth 1977, while driving back home to Kansas City from a two-week vacation in
southern California, my wife and I encountered a UFO. During this incident we
lost approximately one hour of time and several miles of road. The following is
a detailed narration of that encounter.
CB radio had been totally quiet since talking with the trucker on the summit.
Suddenly it began to make static and buzzing sounds. I tried adjusting the
squelch and volume controls on the radio in an attempt to tune the static out,
but it continued and became louder and even more annoying. I was slowly
approaching the deer in the road and I thought to myself that I didn’t need
the added distraction, so I reached down and turned the noisy CB radio off. I
brought the car to a rolling stop only six or seven feet from the deer, when a
brilliant white light suddenly flashed on enveloping the area.
She asked, “What was that!”
I exclaimed, “Did you see
She responded, “What was that
bright flash of light on the mountains?”
I said, “I’m not sure, but
I think it might have been a UFO!”
Maysville is located at the
foot of the eastern slope. Garfield Colorado is about halfway up the eastern
slope of Monarch Pass and built right along side highway 50. A large and
prominent building and skiing lodge facility is located there along with many
ski lifts and several little community shops. My wife and I had a running joke
about Garfield that we had made up a few years before when we were vacationing
in the area. I had gotten altitude sickness on that trip when I tried to dig
through a snow bank that was blocking the road at 9,000 feet. I had overworked
myself and gotten a bad case of oxygen deprivation, along with the severe
migraine headache and nausea that accompanies it.
Taking a break from the work
and trying to get my head back together, we got in the car and decided to take a
drive up to the top of Monarch Pass and back. At Garfield, I had to stop the car
and throw-up. That’s when we started calling it ‘Garf-eeeld’ (as if making
a vomiting sound). From that moment on, every time that we would go through
Garfield we would look at each other and exclaim, “Garf-eeeld!” (No personal
offense intended to the good folks of that lovely community.)
We knew exactly where this was.
I had been to this area many times in my life and so had my wife. For people who
didn’t reside there, we knew this area almost a well as the locals did.
“Oh, my God!” I shouted
“What?” my wife replied.
I told her, “That UFO
disappeared behind Mount Shavano, up by the North Fork Reservoir and
I threw the car’s
transmission into reverse and quickly backed the car up the highway shoulder. I
brought the car to a stop just across from a road that I know goes to that
location via several miles of unimproved and sometimes impassable road.
I put the car into drive,
crossed the highway and turned up the road.
My wife yelled, “Steve, where
are you going?”
I told her that I thought the
UFO had landed or crashed up there and I wanted to go check it out.
“Please honey”, my wife
pleaded, “I’m scared and we don’t know what has happened to us!”
I had known her for ten years
at that point in time and I had never heard her sound so frightened nor seen her
with so much panicked in her eyes. I re-evaluated my actions in my mind and came
to the rapid conclusion that she was right. I stopped the car on the road and
just set there for a moment.
I then asked her what time it
was and she looked at her wristwatch and said that it was 2:35am.
I immediately replied, “How
can that be possible? A minute or two ago it was just 1:30 and we were at the
top of the pass!”
Then she said, “I’ll
tell you what, Steve. Lets get some coffee and something to eat, then we’ll go
up there this morning as soon as it gets light outside.”
I told her that was a good idea
and I turned the car around and went back to the highway and proceeded eastbound
towards Salida Colorado and a 24-hour truck stop that I knew was located on the
At this point she mentioned
that she thought it was odd we hadn’t seen any kind of traffic since leaving
the top of the pass and I agreed with her.
As I drove along the highway
towards Salida, I thought about how fatigued I had suddenly gotten and how my
eyes felt like they were dry and burning. I glanced at myself in the rearview
mirror and saw that my eyes were indeed extremely red and bloodshot. We drove
the remaining seven miles to Salida without uttering a word to each other.
Salida Colorado is a quaint and
little town snuggled up at the eastern base of the Continental Divide and
located on the banks of the Arkansas River. I had been to Salida many times when
I had previously visited that area. When I was a child, my family would often go
to a trading post general store there to purchase camping staples, food, ice,
clothing, gasoline, kerosene, fishing licenses, lures, bait and tackle. The
little town is basically geared for it’s tourism and tourist trade and the
people there are very friendly. There are a few newer shops, stores, theatres
and strip malls in the area and on the south side of town along highway 50; but
all in all Salida hasn’t changed much over the years.
As we neared the truck stop we
could see that the lights were not on inside and that there were no cars in the
parking lot. It was evident that it
was not open. We passed the truck stop and I told my wife that I was going into
Salida to see if there was something like a convenience store that might be
open. I turned off of the highway and onto a street that I knew went to the town
square. A few blocks and we were in the downtown area of Salida and on the east
side of the square. As we looked around we still couldn’t see anything that
looked like it was open for business. Then I spotted a police car that was
parked on the west side of the square. There was exhaust coming from the patrol
car’s tailpipe and the interior lights of the patrol car were on. I could see
that there were two police officers inside. These were the first people we had
seen since the incident up on the mountainside and I was personally relieved to
see that they were police officers to boot. I told my wife that I was going to
see if they could tell us what might be open at this hour.
We pulled up along side the
patrol car and I asked my wife to roll down her window. The officer in the
driver’s seat rolled down his window and said, “Hello, may I help you?”
I said, “Yes, officer. We
were trying to find someplace nearby that might be open for coffee or
He replied, “Well, the only
thing like that around here would be the truck stop up on the highway and it
doesn’t open up for business until 6am. I guess you folks aren’t from around
I told him that I was a
firefighter (which I was at that time) and that we were on vacation and lived in
Kansas City. (Public Servants have a kind of brotherhood thing amongst
themselves and I thought that it might gain me something to mention it to them.)
I asked my wife what time it
was getting to be and she said that it was 3am. I then told the officer that we
might go to the truck stop parking lot and get a little sleep in the car, until
it opened up at six.
The officer then said that we
should lock the car doors while we slept in the parking lot there and that he
and his partner would swing by in the course of their rounds and make sure that
we were okay.
I thanked him and then said,
“By the way Officer, something very strange just happened to us up near
He replied, “What was
I said, “I think that a UFO
or something buzzed us!”
The Police Officer looked over
to his partner and started laughing. I thought he was laughing at my claim of
seeing a UFO and I then wished that I hadn’t mentioned anything to him about
He then turned back to us and
in a very ‘as a matter of fact kind of voice’ said, “Welcome to the club!
Everyone around here is reporting seeing those things! It’s been going on for
about two weeks now!”
I was literally too
flabbergasted at his response to continue a conversation with him. I thanked
them both, put our car into gear and drove down the street. My wife and I were
both shocked at this disclosure. I looked at her and said, “Oh my God! Did I
hear him right? That these things have been seen around here for the last two
“That’s what they said”,
We arrived at the restaurant
parking lot. I parked the car and turned off the ignition. As soon as I cut the
car’s engine off, I became extremely fatigued. I looked in the rearview mirror
and mentioned to my wife about how bloodshot my eyes looked and felt. She asked
me to look at her and then she looked at my eyes and confirmed that they looked
extremely red and tired. I noticed that although her eyes looked tired they were
not as bloodshot looking as mine.
My wife said that she felt
exhausted too and needed to sleep. I had a droning headache and chalked it off
to possible oxygen deprivation. Then we both laid the front seats of the car
back so that we could rest and get a nap. As I reached back with my left arm to
unlatch and lower the seatback, the back of my arm hit against the retracted
seatbelt buckle and I winced in pain. It felt like a sharp stabbing feeling on
the back of my arm. I reached up with my right hand to figure out what was
causing this pain. I felt the back of my arm and it felt sore to the touch. I
lightly poked and squeezed the back of my arm with my fingers and I felt a lump
under the skin there. At the time I briefly wondered to myself what this could
be then I leaned back in my seat and collapsed into sleep.
Suddenly there was noise and
commotion outside our car and I opened my eyes to see other cars and people
gathering at the truck stop. My wife awakened at this time as well and I asked
her what time it was. She said that it was 6:20am. We both commented about how
much better we felt for having slept. I gathered up the thermos bottle and we
went into the restaurant and ate breakfast.
Although this is the end of the
actual account regarding the UFO and possible abduction itself, it is not he end
of the ongoing strange and bizarre happenings that surround this encounter and
that have transpired since that sighting. Little did I know at that time that I
had gone through an event that (for all good, bad or indifferent intent) would
change my life forever!
Beside the corroboration by the
Salida police officers immediately following this encounter, their would be
several other outside sources to substantiate that this event did actually
occur, including: A military crash crew that was discovered combing the area
around the reservoir campgrounds only a couple of hours following the witnessed
explosion and crash of a UFO in that same exact area; The ancient Indian legend
known as ‘The Angel Of Shavano’ that describes accounts of a spirit that
resides in Mount Shavano and who appears at night to traverse the Shavano
Valley; Newspaper articles and photographs of this object as reported by
hundreds of people that appeared in the Denver Post and other news media sources
and publications throughout the United States; Verification by several Local and
County Law Enforcement Agencies; Numerous cattle mutilations reported at the
same time and locales associated with coinciding multi-witnessed UFO sightings;
My hypnotic regression in an attempt to recover memories of missing time and
distance; Recent video footage of the same craft that I had witnessed and taken
in the same geographic area; And the possible correlation of this geographic
location in Colorado in connection with childhood family abductions. These and
other aspects of the ongoing circumstances surrounding this encounter will be
discussed in future articles. Circumstances, which I’m sure you would agree,
might be considered more than just mere happenstance or coincidence.
When I began researching this issue after my personal encounter in1977, I thought that these kinds of incidents were extremely isolated. After twenty-five years, I am convinced that these kinds of encounters are occurring worldwide and may be involving a huge segment of our combined earthbound human populace. People worldwide are not only reporting being abducted from the highways and byways of the world in a fashion remarkably similar to my own experience, but there are thousands of reports that would indicate that they and their children are being kidnapped against their wills from the very confines of their own homes! The implications of this are staggering and recent research polls have indicated that there could literally be millions of people involved. I submit to you that there should be a more thorough and comprehensive approach by the world’s combined scientific communities in a genuine attempt to determine what kinds ramifications and consequences that these kinds of acts may pose to humanity. At the very least (if proven true) this would be the greatest and most significant discovery in the annals of human history. It could be extremely important to the future endeavors and welfare of all mankind.
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