(I have posted a similar version of this in hiii_98's "Skinwalker" thread.)
Three of us decided to go for a weekend trip to the infamous Skinwalker ranch in North east Utah. Hiii_98 and myself planned the trip and he flew out
to SLC international where we met up, he rented a car, and we were on the road in minutes. That's what I like about people here on ATS.
What happened at the Skinwalker ranch in chronological order, to the best of my ability:
We arrived at the plateau above where the ranch is located at dusk and I believe all of us felt something from the beginning. Not only that, but a
mechanical sound eminated from the direction of the power lines and it was very distorted and had no particular rythm, After setting up camp in an
area where we would be hidden from detection, we prepared dinner, ate and began talking. By now it was completely dark. As we talked, the conversation
led to what would happen “if” we were caught. Note: all of our energies were on this subject. As we spoke , about one hundred yards (at the most)
away, and virtually upon our camp, we saw red and blue lights, and the “woop” “woop” sound that usually is heard when the authorities want
your attention. Then we heard a very mechanical loudspeaker that sounded exactly like what police use, however it was un-discernable. Whatever was
being said was muffled voice tones and completely foreign, it could not be understood. The tone was right, but there was just something un-natural
about it all. Then it hit us. There were no headlights on the vehicle, no engine sound, and come to think of it no vehicle! It was just the lights and
the sound. There was no police car there! Firstly we would have heard the car approaching, heck, we could hear the cars way out on the main road.
Secondly it would have been impossible to navigate the twisty turny dirt road in complete darkness. Also, It’s quiet enough out there, you can hear
virtually everything happening around you. This display had just appeared and virtually out of nowhere. We all concluded that the malicious entity,
presence, or phenomena, had begun it’s toying with us. It was unreal! We were impressed.
The Ranch:
After we had gathered our bearings from having the holy hell scared out of us and realized that the lights had not really even looked like police
lights, but were a “close enough” attempt at representing what we had feared most, it dawned upon us that we were in for a long night, and we
were. Hiii_98 and myself quickly suited up with night vision, recording devices, camcorders, walkie-talkies, and cameras. We first went over to where
I thought the ranch was, and sat for a bit, I was wrong! It was over more to the south. We then ventured around the radius of the camp, and then over
by the main ridge, when I saw a figure standing on a broken saddle of the ridge! It was there for a total of maybe 4 seconds and then slipped down
behind the ridge, I didn’t have enough time to even put my night vision down and grab my 500mm Nikon. I was hosed. Even worse, I then had to explain
to hiii_98 what I had seen and failed to capture. I felt like a bunk researcher. I knew there was not enough time to grab a shot. Unless I could
develop the quick draw skill of Billy the Kid, it was unlikely I was going to have any luck at all at this rate. This wasn’t far from the truth as
things turned out.
We regrouped and went towards camp to settle in for the night. It was harder to sleep than expected but we managed. The next morning we ventured
around and got our bearings. We were running low on ice so we headed in to the closest store. Which is a bit of a drive, but offers some good vantage
points to see where exactly the ranch is located. We then, went over to the entrance of the ranch and snapped a few shots.
(Continued below)
