CE-5 Contact in the “Big Sky”
‘Round about Caddotte Pass, Montana
Photos by John
Taken with an Olympus Digital Camera
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This has not been a once or twice or even three time event.
My experiences are many. Many with a number of witnesses at different time in my life.I am not writing this experience because I feel the need to have the best experiences of anyone else. That for me serves no purpose to make up stories for attention.
I had moved to a piece of mountain property 60 miles from Helena Montana in 1998.I built myself a log cabin on the 60 acres I bought at approx 6,000 feet up. There is no power. The power I get to email or FB or anything else is threw my cellphone. There is a tower on another mountain close by.
For the many years in the past before moving here I had have many types of encounters. So I have become accustom to missing time or driving some place for no reason to a place I had never been to be blinded by lights in the face. And then only hearing strange sounds.
It has gotten to the point I get a feeling to go outside look in a certain direction and here comes a low lite up craft. Flying so slow it is like they are saying hi. I feel extremely spiritual when it happens.
But this night was different.
From the front of my house. You can see Caddotte Pass (Montana). (ed note: See article about the “Great UFO Crash in 1864-65). It is slightly higher then my mountain. It is so close that I have walked from my place and climbed up.
It was not until many years of living up here. I was going to try and find interesting what I thought was credible UFO reports in Montana. That is when I read a old trapper Lumely had told the story of a crashed craft he had seen while trapping at Caddotte Creek. (BIG SKY WORDS WEBSITE – LINK TO STORY)
I thought that is pretty cool. How lucky I am. Not only did I move to a mountain. There was a incident way back in the 1800s. Anyways, I am in my cabin which is more the size of a house.
I get that feeling I get. It was after 10 pm. I am looking up at Caddotte Pass. I see some lights on top. Blue, green, yellow, red. orange. My first thought not jumping to conclusions was, “Is that cops up there and a ambulance?” There is a old road that goes up there. I am thinking maybe a hunter got shot. But the lights were getting brighter.
I walked to the side of my mountain to get a better view.
Then the lights started to slowly go up, I could now see underneath by the black sky under it. It was now coming my way. I was not in shock. I was not afraid at all. I wanted what ever was going to happen to happen.
This with them had gone on now for over 50 years. As it got closer in my mind I said is that a ship. It now stopped half way from That mountain to my mountain. The colors were so bright so beautiful.
My mind was asking questions faster then my mouth ever could. All of a sudden my mind felt like a clogged drain suddenly opening to so many question. I was starting to lose balance. I start losing control of being able to stand. I kept falling down and staggering back up. I wanted to stay so bad. This experience nothing vague this is now. I started feeling faint.
Suddenly my mind said if you do not get in the house you are going down. I staggered up said I am sorry. Went up my stairs hanging on to get in the house. I sat on the couch so mentally drained. But now regretting not staying out.
I am connected to them for some reason. And it cannot be because of my great intelligence considering I am just a average person. Nothing special nothing of value. I can say I do believe I am a better person because of my contact experience.
Not to say they were all so loving and fluffy. Some of the encounters early on were horrible. But in time I understand the reason.
So now with better understanding it has all been worth it. I have photos I had taken the next night. The images and shape of the lights they sent me for me personally are worth everything to me. I remember the conversation that went with each photo. I saw it after as like in the old movies when a person went into a head doctor. He shows some ink blots and says what is the first thing to come into your head which leads then to a conversation.”