Hi all. I usually hang out in the earthquake posts, but this experience is how I found ATS. Looking for answers...
It's taken me over 4 years to feel comfortable enough to share my experience with the world.
Really, it has taken my brain that long to process it. From the first few hours after my sighting, giddily relating what I saw to my family, to
writing notes of the sighting and making scale drawings for the next few months, to now; well, it has been a long journey.
I still involuntarily recall my sighting every
day, but at least now I don't feel the urge to make a model black triangle craft out of mash
It's Christmas evening 2010, in the northwestern corner of Virginia. We had already had a couple of good snow falls this season, and it had snowed a
bit this morning. More snow was expected the next day. It was cold, the air was damp, a very light wind out of the NW, and the sky was completely
socked in with clouds.
I live at about 950' elevation, in a rural neighborhood of about 600 homes. It's in the woods and surrounds a lake large enough for water sports.
The dishes are washed and our holiday guests have departed, when my neighbor phones asking me to come over to chat. I head out the door, no phone, no
flashlight; she only lives 4 houses away around the corner. Now, I'm treading slowly because there is old ice and snow on the side of the road, under
a dusting of new snow. (I've been known to face-plant while walking because I'm always looking at the stars or a scenic vista, lol)
At the bottom of my driveway, I notice the neighborhood security is parked at the house across the street. I think, "he must be asking them to move
their car off the roadway so the plow can do its thing tomorrow", and continue on toward the corner.
When I reach the curve (heading due west now), I see "the moon". "It is enormous
and really low on the horizon", I think to myself. Then my
brain immediately realizes that the butter cream pale yellow light I'm seeing can't possibly be the moon, because it is completely overcast.
It is dark. The 4 houses nearest me (2 on each side of the street) are empty: all are vacation homes, no lights on. The only light available to
navigate by is just the porch and holiday lights glowing further up the road. I can see the dark grey puffy clouds overhead, but the 60' pine trees
flanking the roadsides are dark purple black.
After taking 2 or 3 cautious steps, I look back up toward "not the moon" and see 2 pale "glowing eyes". "That owl is enormous." Instantaneously, I
decide that is impossible, and start giggling to myself. "You idiot, it's a plane coming right toward you. You will be able to hear it any second
[For background, I live not too distant from the Air National Guard in Martinsburg, WV. They have been using our lake as a navigation landmark during
training for years. At least once a month, 3 or 4 C-5's fly directly over my house. Those beasts are huge, loud, and can fly really slow
few years back they flew C-130's, also big and slow. Anywhoo, I'm used to seeing big planes.
Commercial flights going to Dulles and DCA also fly over, but much higher...between 8000-14000' according to flight tracking data.
(Another side note. My distances in this post are my best educated guesses. In my youth I regularly used a clinometer to measure tree heights during
timber cruises, so I'm fairly confident about my height guess-timates. Of course, judging altitude with little or no frame of reference is
Okay, where was I?
Oh yeah, waiting to hear this "plane" fly overhead.
I'm just standing there, watching, and starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Why can't I hear anything?
This this is low
It's flying way too slow
I can hear the patrol car that was parked across from my driveway, coming slowly around the corner. (I've made it maybe 50' from the corner by
Sweet. I'm going to ask him if he sees these lights. As I take my eyes off the lights to turn toward the car, he floors it. He was doing 50 by the
time he reached the top of the block (big no-no...it's residential 25 mph).
"Welp, he definitely saw it", I think to myself. "And it scared the poop out of him".
I turn back and take a few more steps up the road, before looking back up.
Now I can see a craft. It is big. Moving maybe 5 feet per second? Just gliding over the tree tops no more than 100' above them. I can hear
someone's heat pump click on. The craft is now directly over the roadway. It's nose, which was rounded, not sharp, was maybe 30' in front of me.
Based on the height of the nearby trees, and the width of my road, I estimate the flying wing-shaped craft is 130' wingtip to wingtip', and only 45'
long. If it was higher, then it was even bigger.
I was craning my head back desperately trying to make out any details. The craft looked matte black... darker than the clouds behind it, but just
barely. For the life of me, I could not clearly see the trailing edge. It would look straight, and in the next instant, wavy, or scallop-edged. It
was like trying to look at something in the distance through a heat mirage. But definitely no traditional fuselage, and no tail.
Then a blue column of light appeared from the center of the craft. It was slowing moving closer to me. The light cloumn was 18-20" in diameter, and
the blue of the glowing LED from a wireless router. Transporter from Star Trek? It look just like it, lol. It was a solid column of light from the
craft to just inches above the ground, but did not illuminate/shine on the ground.
Now it doesn't seem to be moving at all. I took a few steps out toward it, and was thinking of touching it....when I was immediately filled with...
dread. Not just fear. Pure, unadulterated terror. I've tried a hundred times; I can't accurately describe it.
At the same instant, I knew the craft knew I was there.
I ran 15' up the nearest driveway, and hid next to a tree. Big sissy.
The floating triangle over my head was completely silent. And then it wasn't...
This moment I became aware of an incredibly deep, low, loud
continuous noise. But I wasn't hearing it with my ears. It was vibrating my
insides. Are you familiar with the Skittles commercial where the young guy is lying on ball bearings with speakers playing a bass,"boom, boom,
boom"? That's about as close an example of what it sounded/felt like that I can give.
I felt sick
The blue light column vanished. The "noise/vibration" stopped. I walked a few few back down toward the road, and looked up. The black triangle was
much higher, maybe 400' up now. I looked toward my neighbor's house. Did anyone else see this? I looked back up to the craft.
It was gone. The whole event took 5-7 minutes.
I sprinted up to my neighbor's door, half laughing, half shaking and blurted out the entire event. She then jumped into her news/gossip/whateva. We
chatted for what seemed like 30 minutes, then I walked home (no triangles overhead) and told my husband and son.
And that's basically it.
edit on 8/19/2015 by Olivine because: my usual spelling flubs, it will take me a few tries
edit on 8/19/2015 by Olivine
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