Showing posts with label Men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Men. Show all posts

Friday, April 2, 2021

Little Green Valley Men

Brian Vike's Favorite Cases.

Newspaper Article

By Todd Hamilton

The Interior News.

There must be something in Northwestern B.C.’s water.

Seldom does a week go by without the phone ringing and some anonymous person on the other end asking|: Has anyone called you this week about seeing something?”

A year ago, we ran a full page story on the Houston-Smithers-Terrace UFO triangle.

According to Brian Vike, a ufologist based out of Houston , this area is alien-sighting central.

So much so, Vike was named one of the 100 most influential people in ufology today by Fate magazine.

Fate, which is subtitled True reports of the Strange and Unknown is a full colour monthly that has been published since 1948.

“I guess it’s quite an honour,” Vike said. “I don’t know exactly how many researchers there are around the world, but it must be thousands.”

As explained sightings in the Bulkley valley go, thousands may also be the number.

Back to the phone call, “Mr. Fox” I’ll call him, wanted to know about strange light he saw above Hudson Bay mountain in late August.

The sheepishness of his voice suggested he was genuinely perplexed and not a potential wing-nut who just finished last call at the neighbourhood pub.

“Have you seen anything,” he asked. “Well,” I replied. “Back in early August ….

I then recounted my own little Bulkley Valley-little green men story.

Briefly, myself and a couple of other people were standing on Broadway Avenue amazed at a bright, orange light crossing the sky.

As a skeptic, it looked like a jet contrail illuminated by the setting sun, but there was no jet and the contrail didn’t extend back much of a distance. To top it off, there wasn’t that tell-tale trail of white smoke as a jet passes overhead.

I hurried into the newspaper office and grabbed a camera… and snapped off a bunch of shots.

For 20 years I’ve been pain to take photos, and even won an award or two, but now I understand why all those “photographic proofs” are so bad – photographing aliens is tough work. We stood there for at least five minutes in the middle of the street gawking and collectively wondered what the hell it was.

Then it was gone.

So when Mr. Fox asked me if I saw something, I had to tell him yes, then I gave him Vike’s phone number and told him, that was the guy to talk to – either to join the legion of growing Valley believers or at least as a catharsis.

Are we alone ?

For myself, I’ve seen an object flying overhead and I was unable to identify it. Does that mean little green men are landing out near New Hazelton and playing in the hay fields? I doubt it.

But if we’re not alone, and you have proof--- phone Vike, not me. Not unless the photos are clear and publishable. And by the way, get the alien’s name, hometown and keep your submission to under 250 words in length.

Live long and prosper.

The Interior News - https://www.interior-news.com/

Friday, January 22, 2021

Two Men Find Bigfoot Tracks In The Snow At Index Washington

Brian Vike's Favorite Cases.

Date:  December 1997

Time:  Approxamtlty 9:00 p.m.

I really don’t remember the circumstances, but a friend and I hooked up with a few local members of the BFRO.

We were interested in what research they were doing in the area, so we met up in Sultan, WA.

They said they were checking out a forest service road that apparently had a lot of recent activity. So we followed them up Forest Service Road #62. We got to the site and we started a small campfire.

We listened to the members discussing what they had learned of the location, and their own experience from visiting it a few days earlier. After a couple of hours we left.

A few days later my friend and I decided to go back up there ourselves. It was night with a little snow coming down. I only had a two-wheel drive truck, so we couldn’t get to the exact location where we were with the BFRO guys.

We were about a quarter of the way up a hill and could go no further. So we left the engine running, lights on so we could see, grabbed the video recorder and started walking up the road thinking that the top of that hill was our previous location.

We were approximately 100 yards from the vehicle and I noticed footprints in the snow! The footprints were coming down the side of road towards us and the turned and went straight up what I think was a logging skid opening.

It was probably a 45 degree embankment. I obviously took video of all of it. I got close up footage of them, and it was very clear that it had toes, heel and large. It was snowing so the tracks couldn’t have been very old.

On the other side of the road under the protection of a fir tree was more tracks, but were partially melted, which we assumed were a couple of days older, but we could not see any leading to those.

As we were looking and filming, we looked back at the truck with its lights glaring back at us, and we both got an eerie, unsettling feeling. I think we were so amazed and excited to find the prints, we didn’t realize that it was a scary situation at first. So we quickly got back in the vehicle and left.

Several months later hoping the snow had melted enough to re-visit the location, we went back. However, unfortunately the road was washed out at almost the beginning of the service road.

Anyways, there are my two encounters. I have no idea what I witnessed either time, but it is definitely something I will never forget. I moved to South Carolina three years ago and have been bigfoot free ever since.

Thank you to the witness for the report.

File your UFO sighting to Brian at: brian_vike@telus.net or please use the online Sighting Report Form.

Brian Vike, Director Kamloops British Columbia Canada UFO Research. Email: brian_vike@telus.net

The Vike Factor Blog.

Kamloops British Columbia Canada UFO Research.

Sunday, January 17, 2021

1976 UFO Event Burnt Ground And Unusual Metal Men In Suit At Clovis New Mexico

Brian Vike's Favorite Cases.

Date: 1976

Brian Vike’s Note: I have removed a person's name from this report I was sent due to not having permission to make the person's name public as I just have not spoken to the person. Also I want to make it very clear, the person who wrote this report up wants to stay anomalous. Here at HBCC UFO Research I respect everyone's wishes. I will not be giving out this person's name.

Hello again, Brian, To answer your question, (name removed) name appeared in the Sunday article in the Clovis News Journal. I don't know if he gave permission to use it, as he is now located in Las Vegas, Nevada. His father was quoted, just joking about the whole thing, but that's the kind of man he is.

I took some time to sit down and write what I remember about that time, thirty years ago. I remembered quite a bit, maybe more than my friends. Here is the text:

I was a senior in high school, and was approached by a local young man named (name removed). He had heard that I owned a large telescope, and wondered if we might use it together to try to get a view of some objects he’d seen in the sky and taken pictures of the previous night. I had a 6" reflector telescope, and back then, it was uncommon.

I accompanied him and a young reporter from the Clovis News Journal for the next 36 hours or so. We had the telescope with us in the trunk of the car. We went out to several remote areas at the edge of town, and my friend described what he had seen the night before. We set up the scope, and binoculars, and looked at the sky. There were several moments when we thought we saw movement in the star field, but couldn’t be sure. Sometime after midnight, we decided to doze at the News Journal office, on a couple beat up old couches they had there, and listen to the police scanner.

After a short while, we heard a call go out for a “public service” to the “burn spot” behind the Colonial Park church, at the northwest edge of town. “Public service” meant fire, police, and emergency medical services were all to respond. We scurried out to the car, piled in and beat everyone but the state police to the site. When we arrived, a State Policeman told us that a couple had been “parking” (we knew the young couple from high school) behind the church when they saw a craft with green lights land in the field beside the church. It stayed a few moments, then blasted off into the sky. When it took off, it started the field on fire. When we got there, the fire was not burning. We could smell the burnt grass, so we crossed a barbed wire fence to get to the burned spot with flashlights in our hands.

The burned area was very strange. The prevalent winds here are from the west, and I remember that the burn spot ran north and south, about 100 yards long and 30 yards wide, contrary to the wind. There was a strange pattern at the edge of the burn also. The grass inside the burned area was burnt to the ground, then at the edge, the short grass wasn’t touched, and the taller grass farther out was singed only at the tops. Some of the grass fifteen feet from the edge of the burn was singed on the top, with untouched grass in between. So it seemed that a giant flame had played over the field, completely unlike a natural grass fire, which has a clear line delineating the edge. This peculiar pattern was all around the edge of the burned spot.

In the middle of the burn, we found a weird clue. There was a square of grass, about 18 inches, perfectly square, and the grass had been pressed down hard into the dirt. Around the square the grass was completely burned away, but the grass flattened in the square was untouched, but for being pressed down. It seemed as if something very, very heavy was sitting there, and left a footprint in the grass. We spread out, looking for other similar “footprints,” but there were none, only the one, singular square.

As we were in the field, walking around the burned spot, a four-door sedan pulled up to the edge of the field where the firefighters and local police were waiting. The sedan had four men inside, all of them wore suits. The state police waved us over. The men were pretty much nondescript, clean shaven, average looking, short haircuts, but not quite military. They started asking us questions. One of them opened the trunk of the car and it was filled with electronic equipment. He took a device out of the trunk and closed the trunk. We told them about the square footprint, and they wanted to see it. We all walked to the field, and showed them the spot. With the flashlights playing on the spot, one of the men took his shoe and rubbed the spot out, obliterating it. I remember his words to this day. “That’s nothing."

We were instantly angry. I marched off away from the group and more towards the edge of the burn, where we hadn’t looked around. I was fuming, shining the light around hoping to get another clue. I found one.

It was a piece of constructed metal, about two feet long. When I picked it up, I noticed that it was very light, yet strong, like titanium. On one end was a tube, about two inches in diameter, and attached to the side of the tube and running along its length was a small flat bar. The bar was about twice as long as the tube, and on the end of the bar was attached a fin. The fin was about 8" wide, and very flat and thin.

I yelled to my friends, but before they could get there, one of the suits ran up and snatched it from me. He hauled it away so fast that my friends only got a glimpse of it. The suits then told us to leave the area. We stomped off, and hung around by our car. What the suits didn’t know is that the young reporter, who had his camera around his neck the whole time, had taken a photograph of the square footprint. That photo is still somewhere out there.

The police, firefighters, and ambulance were all leaving, as there were no casualties and no fire. The police announced they were all going to Denny’s, a local restaurant, for coffee. The suits asked if one of us young people would ride with them, and since I was the youngest, I was “elected."

I sat between two of the suits in the back seat. They interrogated me while we were driving, asking all kinds of personal questions, about me, what I did with my time, what movies I liked, my hobbies. Even at a young age, I knew they were fishing. I was polite, and was very happy to get out of their car. We all sat at different tables at the restaurant, and didn’t talk much, as the suits were listening.

When we left, everyone (including the suits) went to the old empty Hotel Clovis, and I hauled my big telescope up to the roof. The suits had binoculars and several small, box-like instruments they were peering through. I remember how strange it was, them letting us youngsters even go up there. We watched the sky, waited, and watched some more.

I was getting dreary eyed when one of my friends noticed some strange movement in the star field. It was as if a star would just zip across the sky to another location where it would just stay. We’d watch it a while, and it would zip again, with excited shouts going up, “Did you see that?” “Did you see?” The suits would always deny seeing anything.

This watching went on for several hours, but no stunning play of lights or colors appeared. We all went to our homes and slept until the next night.

The next day, we read in the paper that the burn had been made by fireworks. In January. I knew it was a cover-up, as the burn pattern couldn’t have possibly been made by fireworks. They also said that what was seen in the sky was Saturn. There was no mention of the footprint, or the strange piece of metal.

Brian, there is more to the story, but I’ll have to get to that later, if you’re interested. Just let me know.

I would like to extend my many thanks to the person for this wonderful report which adds a lot more information to what took place in 1976. Also there will be more to come.

File your UFO sighting to Brian at: brian_vike@telus.net or please use the online Sighting Report Form.

Brian Vike, Director Kamloops British Columbia Canada UFO Research. Email: brian_vike@telus.net

The Vike Factor Blog.

Kamloops British Columbia Canada UFO Research.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

UFOs ET MIBs - My Close Encounters


A true life's story.

From Brian Vike's UFO Files.

There has always been an aura surrounding the unknown, whether it be supernatural, paranormal..or UFO/Extraterrestrial.

Since man has been able to share, he has done so and kept records whether it be on cave walls, on canvas or paper or more modern digitally kept.

It has opened up many eyes to what we are kept from, but also it has opened up the subjects of this to be a victim of slander, misleading information and ridicule.

I am writing my experiences not to change anyone's mind, but to open their eyes and to show that there are others, who know things that many find impossible to accept.

The Morphing Crafts

Since a young child I have always been witness to events that many seem choose to ignore, or simply cannot see because of the way we are trained to think and live.

My earliest memories take place when I was only months old and so my story begins.

Being adopted when I was only weeks old, I never knew my biological parents. My adopted mother and father were to share their love with me for the rest of their lives.

Less than a year old my parents had me with them outside as they did yard work during the summer days.

I would sit there in the grass admiring all that there was and all so very new to me. I had already learned much and could distinguish objects in the sky, such as plane, cloud and birds. I could not see them, but I did know what they were when spoken to me.

Thanks to being outside lots and my mother talking to me and telling me things, I had already "some" understanding of what I could see.

But one thing she hadn't mentioned and never did were the other things that I could also see in the sky. Those which I saw, I was not taught the word for and truthfully everyone seemed oblivious to them as I would sit there and see these things that were not clouds, nor planes.

For years, what I was seeing was almost creature like or crafts that almost seemed to be alive as they morphed and changed in shape, color, texture and even size. They would not be there often, compared to how much I was outside, but enough for me to take notice.

Some were very big and made me think of the giant whales that swim in our oceans. I was aware of whales, but understood them to live in the water, not the sky. I continued to see these crafts/creatures in the sky for about three more years, while I was slowly learning about life.

There were times that I would ask of these, and no one would understand what I was referring to, so I let it be. I had much to learn..and other things would eventually capture my eye and mind.

As time passed I began to see other things that didn't fit into what I was being taught. I was soon to realize that not everyone could see as others do.

My childhood years took me to understandings that not everything was as it seemed. "Paranormal" was a word that I had not yet learned, but it was certainly all around me. But I will not lead away from the topic of my experiences with extraterrestrial occurrences. I only mention it, as it is part of what makes me who I am today.

Growing up, I had a tough life, not really fitting in anywhere, be it school or sports. I was always the last one to be picked on a team but always the first one that would get picked on. That too, help me grow as a human, as I began to search within myself at a young age.

I found comfort and happiness in who I was and I did not let it bother me as it could have. If I was to let the others get to me, I was sure to have been a troubled child. Luckily for me..it turned out that I was a far bigger person at a young age, than I could see at that time.

Having a fair amount of time alone and not playing with lots of kids, I did take the time I had and used it to grow and learn and discover.

Never being one for television I found happiness with the outdoors in the sunshine and under the stars. I had a great love for nature and being in the wilderness. I found much comfort in the night sky.


The Mother Ship

Now eleven years old, I was struggling through elementary school. Much of what was expected of me, I had no understanding of. It all seemed to be just garble thus I was not doing well with marks in class. I made it through another year of school and I was sure that I was passed to the next grade because my teachers did not want to deal with me anymore.

It was now summer and school was out..the time I loved the most. I would get up early with the sun and get on my bike and ride like I owned the whole city. No one would be awake yet..and very little traffic. I enjoyed the smell of the morning and the sun breaking away from the earth as it brought warmth to my skin. It always made me smile and it still does.

Half way through the summer I had something happen, that opened my eyes to things I really had no clue about at the time.

It was mid August and the summer was hot and the night was still very warm as my father and I sat on the back step talking and looking up at the night sky. We lived on the edge of the west side of town so we got to see far more stars than we would have, if we were more within the city.

It was around 10:30 PM . My father got up from our conversation to get something to drink and went inside the house. I sat there looking up at the sky, listening to the crickets and taking in the beautiful clear night.

It was right after my father went inside that I noticed something in the sky off to the west. I really couldn't make sense of it as it wasn't like anything I had ever seen.

Initially I had thought what I was seeing was a very large plane, but as it got closer I knew it wasn't. I then thought maybe a very large helicopter, but soon saw that it was not one of those either. What was approaching was nothing I had even seen in my life and I could not help, but notice how large it was. I kept thinking to myself, "this can't be right" as it was too large to be able to fly.

This craft was massive I could tell already, as it continued to approach and it was still getting larger and larger.

I stood up with my mouth wide open and still trying to figure out what it was that I was seeing.

The forward part of the craft was just beginning to pass over top of me. I was thinking as I stood there that "This must be a dream".
I watched this craft for a very short time when I realized my father had not come back out yet and he was missing seeing it. I began to yell for my dad to come outside.

This craft, was a rectangle shaped craft that may have been miles big, as it covered 3/4 of the sky if not more once it was near above me. I was now yelling louder and yelling more, for my father to come out.

The craft directly overhead was so very overwhelming in size. I could not see any detail to it, only that I could see it very clearly against the stars. I could see how straight the craft was..and how it was a perfect rectangle that may have been 2 miles long. The feeling that I got from it and still do is how small I was, how small everything was, as it's massive size seemed to dwarf everything.

It seemed like a long time that I was yelling for my dad and he had yet to come back outside. I found it strange that though not being 10 steps away in the kitchen, he was not coming outside to my calling for him.

I finally ran inside and grabbed him and said you have to see this. I dragged him outside,running and down the steps.I said "look!" as we both looked up, I saw that the craft was now gone and I was sure it could still be seen leaving. I said "It's in the front!" as I ran around the house with my father, only to see a clear sky, bright with stars. The craft now gone.

I couldn't make sense of it and again and no one really said anything to me after I had tried to talk about it.

It was then that I put it away in the back of my mind, but I never forgot it. I could not make sense of it nor could I explain it so I wrote it off to it being military. (I never accepted that, but had no idea what it was.) To date 30 years later I still have no evidence of anything that is man made..that it could have been that massive and in the sky.

Men In Black

Growing up where I was, I had ample opportunity to go to the near by lakes and camp. My parents had a trailer that we would keep in one spot all summer. We had been to that lake the year before, so I was familiar with the area that next summer. It was in the Parkland Region of Manitoba.

It was the early 80's and the summer was hot. I was at the lake for a week with my family. It was too hot for me to stay in the trailer so I had a 4 man tent set up about ten yards away from the trailer. It was during my week long stay there, that I had a strange and frightening encounter with men in black (MIBs).

It was around 11 PM and I was too hot to sleep and so I had not even attempted to. The night was calm and the stars were out. It was all very nice, peaceful and the scent was sweet from all the flowers and other plants, that summer brings.

I decided to go for a walk and try to cool off a little bit so I left the campsite and started down a dirt road that was behind a row of cabins that were along the lake shore. There were very few up at the lake as it was the middle of the week and unless on holidays, no one was around. I continued walking towards town but still I was by the lake.

Suddenly out of nowhere a black car pulled up beside me. I didn't event hear it's approach as it startled me and made me jump away. The car was large and black..with tinted windows. It appeared to be between a '65 and '70s Cadillac Coupe deVille.

Two men suddenly got out from the passenger side doors.They were dressed in black. They had black suits, shoes, ties, hats even black sunglasses though it was night out. They had white shirts on too, which allowed me to see that their appearance was not right. Their skin was almost a light blue color and odd looking. Certainly not right.

The two men (if they were) started straight for me, which shocked me even more. They were very quick and it seemed that they were on me in an instant. I didn't even have time to react. Each quickly had a hold of my arms as they began to force me towards the car that sat there with the back door open.
I began to struggle when I quickly realized what was taking place. I was being forced into a car in the middle of the night by total strangers.

They had me up to the car now as I struggled even harder and put my feet out and tried to push myself away from the open door. The struggle lasted maybe a minute or two. I am not sure how long, as I was fighting for what I thought to be my life. Finally they over powered my resistance as I tried to get free and the forced me into the back seat of the car.

I was now sitting in between two of the MIBs. I could not see out the side windows, only in front where the dirt road was. The driver looked back and for a few seconds it seemed as though the three of them were having a conversation..except they never spoke a word at all. The driver nodded once and then the car began to move.

I was still being held by my arms, with them at my sides. The MIB on my right reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a syringe that was larger then any I had ever seen. I would today have to compare it's size to syringes that are used on large animals
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The syringe contained a clear, dark golden liquid. I could see the contents very clear for being where I was as he held it out in front of him. I then realized that it was meant for me. That is when I began to struggle again, even more now.

The MIBs did not have to fight me long till I was totally overpowered by them. The MIB on my right took the syringe and injected the contents into me.

Everything quickly went black, as I lost consciousness.

I don't know how long I was out for but I did regain consciousness for a short time afterward. I thought to myself, "Oh, I am still in the car" as I could see a road below me. But, it was not right..what I was seeing did not make sense to me.

What I could see was a road curving along as we "flew over it". I was about two to three hundred feet above the road. I could see large rocks on the shoreline, but it was not my lake that I was seeing. It appeared to be a large body of water such as the ocean.

The waves were of fair size as they crashed on the large rocks and it gave me the impression I was very far from home. I trying still to make sense of it, I lost consciousness again. I found myself asleep in my tent in the morning. Not having any idea how I got there, I was not feeling right. It was almost like a daze for that entire day. The following day I was back to normal.

It still would take years until it all came together, until I figured out that they were greys that had taken me and made themselves appear as MIBs. I still cannot explain all of what happened that night, but I do know that a man in my hometown had the same type of experience with what may have been the same MIBs, 30 years before my encounter. His took place in the early 50s and it did involve a silver disc.

Time passed and went through my teen years, encountering more and more paranormal all around me. Never having people to share any of it with. I kept it too myself and became more awakened and more aware. Sometimes I would see strange lights in the sky, but mostly stars and meteorites, nothing of actual substance.

Radio Announcer Experience

Ending my teen years, I soon moved away from Manitoba and went west to become and on-air announcer (Radio DJ). It was there that things started to make me think a bit more on what I had seen in the past..and what I had experienced.

I was broadcasting to a network of radio stations via a satellite in space. We had ten radio stations that I would be sending our signal out to and these communities covered most of Alberta and part of northern B.C.

It was about 8 PM one summer night, as I was playing music. After a very quiet 2 hours into my show, I suddenly began to receive numerous phone calls on our toll free phone line. We had an 800 number for all our from both provinces to call in and request songs..

No one was calling to request a song though. Not one call, could have been further away from each other. These people had called to find out what they were seeing.

They were reporting a giant triangular craft that had incredible speeds and from how close the phone calls were and for how far apart the listeners were from each other as the craft was traveling well past the speed of sound. it was only seconds apart from areas that were very far away.

I became excited, thinking that there was something big going on and all the thoughts of what I had seen and experienced all came rushing back as I kept going to the windows and watching the sky when I was playing songs on the radio.

I never saw anything that night..but I did call up all the places I could, including air force, air traffic, RCMP, all with nothing in the air and nothing abnormal seen by air traffic controllers around the whole area.

Again, I buried the past and continued on with what I knew. UFOs were still far from being an very active part of my life.

Back to The Stars

It was the summer of 2001 and I was at a lake in Saskatchewan, north of Saskatoon. The summer was soon over and I wanted to camp for the weekend before it was too late.

The weekend had been wonderful and I was sitting watching the sky at around midnight, my girlfriend with me.

I noticed a strange light in the sky and really I had no idea why it had caught my eye. It appeared the same as the rest of the stars in the sky, but I kept watching and not taking my eyes off it. Soon my girlfriend asked what I was looking at and I pointed it out to her.

As soon as I had pointed out the light, it suddenly lit up bright and a second object came out from it to its side. It traveled horizontal for a few seconds and then suddenly it turned 45 degrees and started down towards earth.

I stood up quickly when I realized it was not normal to see what I was seeing. It continued down toward earth very fast and then as it got closer to the ground it seemed to slow down.

I then lost site of it in the tree's but thought about it for the rest of the night, wondering what it could have been. To date, I still have no answer that fits.

The Silver Disc Encounter

June of 2002 found me heading back to my hometown in Manitoba after being away for 14 years, except to visit. I had close friends that never left there and so I found it time to go back to be with them.

The summer was full of catch up and seeing old faces, laughing and enjoying all my friends company. One of my best friends was hanging out at a lake that was not far from my MIBs encounter and I started to go out there fairly frequently. That is where the my encounters began again.

It was August of 2002. The entire summer had been a hot one and August wasn't any different. Disregarding the heat, two friends and I decided to go out onto the lake and do some fishing on the boat. We had being trolling on the west side of the lake when we decided to pull up our lines and head to across to the east side to a point that jutted out, it was directly south of the campsite.

We were having a good time, all three of us talking and laughing. My two friends inside the boat as I was standing on the front nose of the boat. We had shut down the engine and were just casting out as we let the wind drift us along.

After a few minutes, I was still casting out when suddenly there was a strong gust of air. Knowing it was mostly sunny. I thought that there was a cloud that may have caused the wind. I reeled in and then looked up.

I was very shocked and surprised about what I saw above me. There in the sky approximately 250 to 400 feet in the air was a silver disc craft. My mind started to try to make sense of what I was looking at. I went through all that I could think of, the moon, a balloon, a reflection of some sort and so on. None of what I could think of was what I was looking at above me.

It was then that I yelled to my two friends looking at them and then back up at the craft. I stood there my mouth wide open and not believing my eyes. I looked back at my friends and I yelled again. "Look up there, there is a silver disc"!

I don't even know if they heard me as they seemed to be almost intoxicated or drugged as they fall all around the boat. I yelled again at them and they seemed incoherent to what I was saying. The strangest thing about them falling about the boat was that, it appeared to me to be happening in slow motion. They were falling slower and moving slower than what was normal.

I looked back up at the craft..I was feeling very strange from what I think was the energy of the craft. I stood there watching and forgetting about my friends and focusing on the silver disc right above us.

I watched it for a short while longer as it sat there. There were no markings and no sounds and no lights to it. It did not make any sense to me. All of it seemed so out of this world.

The craft then started to move slowly..for two to three seconds and then in an instant shot off straight up..and disappeared into the blue sky. The speed was very fast. It could travel many miles in one tenth of a second.

I stood there for a few seconds, still in shock and still trying to grasp what had just happened. I looked at my friends who seemed to be coming out of a different state and they looked almost confused. I tried to talk to them about what had happened, but they either do not know or they refuse to speak of it. It was a quiet ride back to shore.

That encounter was now over, but the effects were still there for me. For the next month I fell ill and lost appetite. I began to lose hair as never before and my teeth started to loosen. I was feeling very ill.

The effects I was enduring was what I thought to be a type of radiation sickness and I very quickly realized that being directly under the craft had caused the effects. I was sure I was going to die and felt that I could not go to a doctor and tell him as I would be seen as crazy. So, quietly I sat with my secret and said nothing to anyone, enduring the pain and agony and fear of what was happening.

For a month I tried to make sense of what had happened with the silver disc. Maybe it was me that was in the energy from the craft and it was not my friends falling in slow motion, but me in slow motion.

What ever the case, I was not in sync with them. It would explain their not appearing to have ill effects from the encounter. What ever the case, I was more ill then I had ever been.

It was some time that passed, at least a month or maybe two and the effects began to subside slowly until I was as close to back to normal. Well, as close to normal as I will ever be again. I now know better than to find myself under one of those crafts.

It was then, after I started to feel better that I began my search for the truth to UFOs and ET.

Little did I know that after all events up to this point, it was only the beginning of things to come, leading up to the present days and more encounters.

Thank you to the witness for only part of this amazing experience.

If anyone has had a UFO/UFOs sighting, please send me an email at sighting@telus.net or fill out the online UFO report form at http://sightings1.yolasite.com/ with details of what you saw. 

Please remember to include the date and time and location. (Town/City – State or Province) and as much detail as possible.

Vike Factor Note: I do receive sighting reports from all over the world, and I post all of the reports I receive here: http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/

Brian Vike.
Box 1091
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: sighting@telus.net or b_vike@telus.net

The Vike Factor -  Houston, British Columbia Centre For UFO Research. Canadian UFO Investigator Brian Vike.