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SUBJECT: GERMANY SIGHTING REPORT FILE: UFO2469
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MUFONET-BBS GROUP - MUFONET-BBS NETWORK
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GERMANY SIGHTING REPORT
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[NOTE: I received this sighting report recently. It is
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provided here with the approval of the author/witness.]
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ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
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³ About ten years ago I had a rather unusual experience ³
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³that I've never discussed with anyone in much detail even ³
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³though I think about it all the time. So, I thought I'd post³
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³my little UFO story here and see what people could make of ³
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³things: ³
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³ ³
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³ In the Fall of 1981 I was a young teen serving as an ³
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³Army tank crewman with Alpha Troop 1/10 Cavalry 4th ³
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³Mechanized Infantry Division, Ft. Carson Colorado. I was a ³
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³gunner aboard an M60A1, the antediluvian predecessor to the ³
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³M60A3. ³
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³ ³
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³ In early September of that year, my unit shipped out for ³
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³West Germany as part of the annual Reforger exercises. We ³
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³arrived on September 6th, drew our equipment, and headed ³
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³straight for the field. ³
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³ ³
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³ After about three weeks into the exercise my Squadron ³
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³took defensive positions around a little village called ³
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³Ramrod or Butzbach, I can't remember which. In fact, the two³
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³villages may be very close to each other, I've never checked³
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³a map. (I'm pretty sure it's Ramrod) ³
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³ ³
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³ Our tanks and M113s were placed in a thick little patch ³
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³of forest on the edge of a 1/2 kilometer wide by one or two ³
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³kilometer long field of thick green grass amidst slightly ³
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³rolling hills. Our gun tubes faced North towards the village³
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³some two kilometers away. ³
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³ ³
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³ The field itself was surrounded on all sides by thin- ³
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³trunked German fir trees with an average height of 90 feet. ³
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³A paved, two lane, road ran through my unit's position and ³
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³down the middle of the field into the village. ³
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³ ³
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³ After waiting two uncomfortable days for the British to ³
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³attack our positions, my Troop commander decided to let us ³
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³take trips to the sportzplatz in the village below for ³
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³showers. We hadn't bathed in over a week. ³
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³ ³
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³ I went in on the second run with most of my platoon, ³
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³about twenty guys. It was a cloudy, overcast, mid-morning. I³
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³cannot remember the day or the date. We were riding on a ³
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³full canopied 2 1/2 ton truck. I sat at the rear of the ³
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³vehicle, near the tailgate, because I liked the view and ³
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³didn't smoke. The back-flap had been rolled up and tied ³
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³open. ³
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³ ³
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³ If none of you here have ever ridden on a canopied 2 1/2 ³
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³ton truck, then understand that it is a jolting, jarring, ³
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³noisy, completely deafening experience where all aboard ³
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³acquire many bruises and stiff rearends after even the ³
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³shortest of drives. Communication is achieved only by ³
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³yelling to one another at the very top of your lungs. ³
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³Communication with the driver, from the back of the vehicle,³
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³is next to impossible. ³
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³ ³
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³ But I digress... ³
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³ ³
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³ As the truck made its way along the road at a 15 to ³
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³20mph clip, something moving in the air above the trees to ³
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³the East (The directions given here are only for purposes ³
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³of orientation) caught my attention. Less than 100 yards ³
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³away, just above the treeline, moved what appeared to be a ³
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³large (make that DOUBLE large) Glad Bag "rolling" about ³
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³through the air as if caught by the wind. ³
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³ ³
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³ Its speed must have been less than five miles an hour. ³
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³ ³
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³ Intrigued, I watched as the "bag" loped along ³
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³southwards, skirting above the trees, and then chaotically, ³
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³haphazardly, curved west towards the open field and began ³
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³descending. ³
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³ ³
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³ Now, this was all very unexciting until I noticed that ³
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³the "bag" was changing shape and color. ³
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³ ³
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³ As it made its westward "turn" and sloppy, rolling, ³
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³descent (just as a large, half-inflated, giant, garbage-bag ³
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³would if caught in a slipstream at 90 feet), its color ³
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³changed from flat green, to flat red, to flat black, to ³
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³flat blue and so on. As this was happening, so too did its ³
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³baggy, bulky, shape, begin to smooth and flatten the closer ³
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³it got to the ground. ³
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³ ³
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³ Pay special attention to the word -smooth-. It was as if ³
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³all turbulence had ceased and every crinkle, every ripple, ³
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³every bump, every possible exterior surface distortion that ³
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³might be caused by the slightest movement of wind "within" ³
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³the "bag", had vanished. ³
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³ ³
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³ Indeed, it was elongating and flattening to become a ³
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³smooth disk. ³
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³ ³
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³ At an altitude of scarcely twenty feet, all downward ³
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³motion suddenly ceased as the "disk" made a precise and ³
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³radical maneuver that sent it on a perfect horizontal ³
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³glidepath above the field. At this very instant, in reaction³
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³to the sudden and completely artificial maneuver, my Platoon³
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³Sergeant, SFC Venero, said, and I quote him exactly: "What ³
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³the f___ -IS- that thing?" ³
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³ ³
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³ To which I replied "It looks like a garbage bag that ³
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³changes color!" (Brilliant words indelibly etched in my ³
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³mind. <g>) ³
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³ ³
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³ I hadn't known he was watching, but he'd seen everything ³
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³just as I had. ³
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³ ³
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³ As the disk then continued to descend again, this time ³
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³with a very steady and controlled forward speed of ten ³
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³miles an hour or so, my truck crested a hill. Moments ³
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³before this "thing" would have landed, my view was blocked ³
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³by the hill as we moved downwards towards the bottom. ³
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³ ³
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³ I did not say a word. I did not scream "STOP THIS ³
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³TRUCK!" I did not in anyway try to jump off the moving ³
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³vehicle and run like hell to see what it was because I KNEW ³
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³I'd be... yelled at by my Sergeant. I was a disciplined ³
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³soldier and the thought of being yelled at kept me GLUED to ³
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³my seat. ³
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³ ³
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³ After the UFO disappeared behind the hill, Sgt. Venero ³
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³looked at me, blinked his big dull eyes once or twice, then ³
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³shrugged his shoulders. "Hmm" he said. ³
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³ ³
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³ Because the whole event was so very undramatic, because ³
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³there was no Close Encounters of the Third Kind theme music ³
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³playing, because the truck was rattling and swaying and ³
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³bouncing and because I would've looked like a fool, ³
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³screaming at all of them to shut up and tell the driver to ³
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³stop, I said not a damned thing. ³
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³ ³
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³ Nada. ³
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³ ³
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³ Later, when I tried telling others about what I'd seen, ³
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³the standard response was the heady "Sure, Conley. Sure." ³
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³ ³
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³ Sergeant Venero, not the most interesting, thoughtful, ³
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³or well read fellow, chalked it up as being "Just one of ³
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³those things." ³
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³ ³
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³ Now, whenever I've told this story to fellow military ³
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³people I get the usual "Hey, it was probably just an RPV." ³
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³ ³
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³ This is a very logical possibility, but I've seen quite ³
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³a few remotely piloted vehicles and ALL of them have wings, ³
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³ALL of them fly in relatively straight flight paths, ALL of ³
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³them change direction with a dip of the WINGS (which, as I ³
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³said, this craft did not have) and NONE of them change color³
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³and NONE of them change -SHAPE- in flight. (Forget midget ³
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³craft with variable sweep wings. This UFO did not have ³
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³wings.) ³
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³ ³
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³ Because of the noise in the truck, I can't tell you if ³
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³the craft made any noise. I will say that I heard nothing. ³
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³ ³
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³ What I saw just did not appear to be man-made. ³
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³ ³
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³ Has anyone here ever seen anything like this? ³
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³ ³
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³=END= ³
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