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<blockquote data-quote="timoyz" data-source="post: 39541" data-attributes="member: 10">My Brother went riding this weekend with some work buddies, and a friend of one, that was a retired 67 year old man.&nbsp; He was telling of a buddy named Paul Whitfield (I can't remember the exact name, but we'll go with that), that back in the 70's, he and his girlfriend would go way up the 395, and camp, and fish.&nbsp; One time camping, they had heard noises coming from the other side of the hill.&nbsp; So, they climbed to the top of the ridge, and there at the bottom of the other side, was a space ship, complete with flashing lights, steam coming out from underneath, and aliens all around it.&nbsp; They were actually hearding cattle onto the ship.&nbsp; Not believing their eyes, they just sat and watched for a while, trying to comprehend what they were seeing.&nbsp; Then, out of nowhere, some sort of creature materialized right in front of them, and waved some sort of stick in front of their faces.&nbsp; Well, next thing they know, he woke the next morning, shivering cold, up on the ridge where they were the night before.&nbsp; Paul, not sure if he dreamed all that he saw, woke his girlfriend up, and asked, &quot;Did you see what I saw?&quot;&nbsp; She freaked out ctying, and confirmed everything that he saw too.&nbsp; I guess they didn't go right back and blab the story, thinking everyone would think they were on acid, but slowly, eventually, Paul had told this guy that my Bro had rode with. &nbsp;Fast foward to a few years ago, this older gentleman, was looking for a bike, and found one on Craigslist.&nbsp; Well, it turned out the guy lived just a block away from him.&nbsp; I guess the guy had 2 dirt bikes, and never rode one, so he was getting rid of it.&nbsp; The night he went to look at it, the 2 hit it off very well, and BS'd for a cou[ple hours.&nbsp; The sellers wife came out with some beers, and told her husband to tell the story of what happened to them, camping off the 395, back in the 70's.&nbsp; As you probably already guessed, they saw the same thing, complete with the creature and the stick.&nbsp;The old guy freaked, and told them, it happened to his friend also, way back then.&nbsp; After all the goose bumps went down, and they were closing the deal on the bike, when he got the pink slip of his new scooter, the owner he had been talking to was also named, PAUL WHITFIELD. <img src="https://www.dirtbikeaddicts.com/static/images/smilies/eek.gif"&nbsp; class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":eek:" title="Eek&nbsp; &nbsp; :eek:" data-shortname=":eek:" /></blockquote>

[QUOTE="timoyz, post: 39541, member: 10"] My Brother went riding this weekend with some work buddies, and a friend of one, that was a retired 67 year old man. He was telling of a buddy named Paul Whitfield (I can't remember the exact name, but we'll go with that), that back in the 70's, he and his girlfriend would go way up the 395, and camp, and fish. One time camping, they had heard noises coming from the other side of the hill. So, they climbed to the top of the ridge, and there at the bottom of the other side, was a space ship, complete with flashing lights, steam coming out from underneath, and aliens all around it. They were actually hearding cattle onto the ship. Not believing their eyes, they just sat and watched for a while, trying to comprehend what they were seeing. Then, out of nowhere, some sort of creature materialized right in front of them, and waved some sort of stick in front of their faces. Well, next thing they know, he woke the next morning, shivering cold, up on the ridge where they were the night before. Paul, not sure if he dreamed all that he saw, woke his girlfriend up, and asked, "Did you see what I saw?" She freaked out ctying, and confirmed everything that he saw too. I guess they didn't go right back and blab the story, thinking everyone would think they were on acid, but slowly, eventually, Paul had told this guy that my Bro had rode with. Fast foward to a few years ago, this older gentleman, was looking for a bike, and found one on Craigslist. Well, it turned out the guy lived just a block away from him. I guess the guy had 2 dirt bikes, and never rode one, so he was getting rid of it. The night he went to look at it, the 2 hit it off very well, and BS'd for a cou[ple hours. The sellers wife came out with some beers, and told her husband to tell the story of what happened to them, camping off the 395, back in the 70's. As you probably already guessed, they saw the same thing, complete with the creature and the stick. The old guy freaked, and told them, it happened to his friend also, way back then. After all the goose bumps went down, and they were closing the deal on the bike, when he got the pink slip of his new scooter, the owner he had been talking to was also named, PAUL WHITFIELD. :eek: [/QUOTE]

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