In 1992 I was Elk hunting in Colorado, and had camped out in the mountains not too far from the remote area where I was supposed to hunt with my permit. There was one other man with me, a local guide I had known for 6 years, and we had ridden two horses into the mountains and had one pack mule to carry the Elk back out on.

Around about midnight, we were still awake and sitting around the fire drinking coffee, when suddenly we see this thing headed right straight towards us...it looked like it might be the size of a football field only round. It had no lights, but the exterior was luminescent under the moonlight so we could see every inch of the outside...it did not look like metal or anything else found on the earth., and it was completely silent...not one sound, not even a hum.

It did not slow down or hesitate or hover or speed up, and I do not know if it saw us or knew we were there. It was there a second or two, and then it was gone. The guide just looked at me and shook his head and said something that sounded like "What in the f--- was that?"

The horses and the pack mule did get skittish for a few minutes during and after the incident, but it did not last. It was completely still when this thing went over..no wind...no nothing, but the fire did go out..the moment it passed overhead, and it sprinkled a fine mist of light rain for about two minutes afterwards, and then it stopped. No clouds anywhere.

Wow, good sighting!

Could there have been a refractory moonlit scenerio in which a cumulus(sp?) cloud reflected slightly for a few moments or did the example appear ballistic in nature?

This is the type of sighting that interests me because what we see often has just as much to do with our own interpritation as what is seen actually does.

I once saw what I have come to believe was a case of "ball lightening".
Driving around the north side of a small lake just south of a midsized airport I noticed a bright white light descending over the water toward the airport to the north.
As I began to enter its perceived path I noticed that it was descending far too rapidly and would likely hit me as our paths crossed.
Like an unthinking fool I slammed on my breaks and had it been a crashing airplane I likely would have been killed by its impact.

But as I sat there I realized that its speed of descent was eratic and its light quality changed.

It is almost impossible for me to estimate its size because it gave off a bright light that illuminated the entire lake (about 2 square miles) and all of the trees which lined the road.
When it appeared to be within about 50 feet of the waters surface and 50 yards from my position it either shot straight up into the night sky or dissipated so quickly that it appeared to retreat into nothingness when in fact it might simply have shrank and dissapeared.

It was a classic UFO sighting, yet once I determined that it was not a crashing aircraft I concentrated very hard on determining whether there was a body of a craft or simply a light without physical support. I saw no evidence of physical support of any kind.
Ball lightening remains my best guess.

In any case it was a once in a lifetime experience.

When I was 22 and a green kid in the Air Force, I was stationed for 18 months on the island of Guam. This was in 1965-67 when the U.S.A.F. was bombing Vietnam with B-52's which were based there and on Okinawa. The S.A.C. base on Guam was called Andersen A.F.B., which is located on one end of the island.

During WWII, the Japanese took Guam, and built an airfield there....we used to drive out there and you could still see parts of the old runway here and there, but mostly it was almost covered by dense vegetation. A lot of the jungle on Guam was off limits to G.I.'s, one reason being there were still pieces of unexploded ordinance (artillery shells, grenades, land mines, bombs, etc.) lying around in the boonies. But some of us went "exploring" anyway, and once we found a cave on the side of a cliff which had been used by Japanese soldiers.

This cave had the remains of three human skeletons, some rusted rifles, canteens, rotted pieces of leather and uniforms...boots...ammunition...a few empty bottles...three skulls and 3 helmets with bullet holes in all three.

Guam is not a very big island, but there are thousands of places in the boonies to hide, and a handful of Japanese soldiers did just that...hid out for decades and lived off the land instead of surrendering to the Americans. Over the years, several Japanese soldiers either gave up or were captured by local Guamanian civilians...hunters usually.

The last one was a corporal who was captured in the early 1970's...He was returned to Japan, and welcomed as a hero, but even then he was ashamed for having disgraced his emporer by being captured. That these men could survive for almost 30 years alone in the jungle with no modern equipment or medical supplies speaks volumes for the tenacity and dedication of the Japanese soldier.

Late one afternoon during the monsoon season (it rained several times a day from a few minutes to an hour or so usually during this time and then the sun would come out and the temp and steam would rise) I had been dropped off at a bomb storage site located out in the boonies...my job that day was to check for leaks in bombs...the hot sun on Guam caused some of the older WWII vintage "dumb bombs" to leak the tritonal explosive which would ooze out around the machined threaded area where the bomb's fuse went.

I had stopped work for a few minutes and was sitting under a tree waiting for my seargent to pick me up in the truck when I saw him. He did not see me. I watched him move across the clearing, the Imperial Japanese Army issue rifle on his shoulder... and then as the evening sun was slowly sinking below the treeline, I saw three figures in new spotless uniforms (Japanese uniforms) approaching....one had a samurai sword in his belt and looked as if he might be an officer....they greeted each other in Japanese, and then all four simply vanished into thin air with no trace, or so I thought, but when I walked over to the spot, I found the rifle lying on the ground....the metal barrell and bolt were clean and lightly oiled, and it had a full clip of ammo.

okay this realllly isnt a sightning or abduction but here goes....it was mainly i think i dont know a dream...but the ufo was outside my window hovering over where i live and i watched it for a long period of time and then i woke up or so....when i woke up i noticed i had like marks on me that i know werent there before..

so i use to always say ive been abducted...

so yeah there was my story hope you liked it lol

bouncyball

p.s:
i always have marks on me when i wake up and from what i dont know

My late Ukrainian wife Melina and I were sailing off the coast of Maine a few years ago when our boat was approached by a very large shiny metallic saucer-shaped spacecraft. I will call it a UFO. It was getting late in the day and we were heading back to shore when suddenly this thing appeared out of the blue. Melina was terrified, and almost jumped overboard, but I grabbed her and sent her below to radio for help, but the radio was jammed by the UFO.

The craft hovered a few yards from my boat, maybe 3 feet above the water. A door opened and two pale humanoid creatures exited. They looked like humans except they were small and had large eyes. They walked across to my boat on what appeared to be some type of bluish energy beam which crackled and sizzled as they walked across to my deck.

Suddenly both Melina and I were temporarily paralyzed. We could see and hear what they were doing, but we couldn't move. They inspected my boat, rummaged thru our belongings, and seemed especially interested in Melina's hysterectomy scar. Then they left.