posted on Sep, 26 2012 @ 12:24 PM
Thank you OP for a great series of posts and all the work you have pust into them I have enjoyed them. I seldom post because so many seem to make fun
at the poster's expense, but I thought I would share one thing that happened to me, that was similar to the Time Slips story.
It happened in 2002 and was apparently a time-shift, although at the time it happened, I was overwhelmed and confused and explained it to myself, as
seeing a parallel time. To be honest, I don’t know what happened.
Dave and I rode via motorcycle from the East Coast to Wyoming with Yellowstone as our destination. We made other stops along the way out and back too.
One of those stops on the way, was Ft. Laramie National Park, WY. We'd stayed in Cheyenne the night before, ate breakfast and rode north to the park
so it was near 11AM to Noon. The day was a hot (over 90), sunny, cloudless day in the last days of June. We entered the area of buildings and headed
to the right. In and out of some of the houses, reading plaques etc., we may have been there an hour. The point being made, was the time of day; Noon
- 1PM. At the far right where the walkway makes a loop and heads back is a creek not far from the walkway. In fact, there was a plaque describing how
they would cut ice from it in the winter and store it in root cellar places. I saw the plaque later, but not at the time. When I first approached the
place where I could see the creek and beyond, something happened...
Across the creek, on the bank of the other side, were wagons, lots of them, as far back under the trees as I could see. There were many people - men,
women, children in period attire going about their business. There were campfires and it appeared to be suppertime as I could see some cooking, it was
dusk and I was chilly, almost cold. My first thought was that we’d come on a special day and they had re-enactors or something there. I turned to
say something to Dave but I couldn't see him anywhere and he had only been 10 feet away before. About that time I realized it was dusk! At noon? and
cold! at over 90 degrees? So, I turned back to look again across the creek and they just faded away within a micro-second, along with the cold and
growing dark of night. Once again, it was hot and sunny and this time when I turned, Dave was right where I believed he was. This all took place
within seconds. (Maybe 20-30, I think, but who knows?) I was beside myself with amazement. Chill bumps were still on my body. Was it from the cold I
felt or the event? I can't say.
I told Dave what happened and he was without an explanation either and said he'd never moved. Now, some might say it was the place and I assumed to
see something like that would be there. I must say two things to that opinion. First, I researched places to go and see before we left on the trip. I
knew that it was nothing like that, just the monument of the old Fort Laramie, some houses and the troop sleeping quarters and such were there. Second
thing is, although I do have a little
European blood, I have Native American blood on both my mother's and father's side. Among other tribes, some of my heritage is Lakota (Sioux) and
Cheyenne, and both tribes once traded there. So, if I saw something I would "expect" to see, I would think it would not have been white settlers but
my own ancestors.
I have often thought of this day and I will never forget it. It truly was amazing.