Vettepilot
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Nah, don't think so. Too much to type up really. There were about three events, each with multiple witnesses.
Well, I try a quickie with the simplest, kind of "no big deal" one. All the time I was growing up, we would all see odd and mysterious red lights in and around the Dragoon mountains 10 miles behind the little town where I grew up. I was learning to fly in Tucson, about 85 miles away and had made friends with the owner of the flight school. There was a little dirt airstrip behind my small home town. Bored one night, the owner asked about my hometown, and when I mentioned the little airstrip, he said "Hey!" "Let's fly down and give your friends rides!" "It'll be fun, and great practice for you!" There were no lights, but we had a car park at the end of the strip and shine it's headlights. We flew down and hopped rides for a couple of hours or so.
When done, we headed back to Tucson. We didn't want to climb up over the mountain, so we took off towards it, but then turned right to parallel the small range, fly around the northern end, and then head direct to Tucson. A group of about 15 friends watched our departure. They all said that as we approached the mountain, a large red object rose up from somewhere inside the range, and followed us from about a mile or so behind. Once we turned west, they said it flew back to where it came up, then descended vertically back into the mountain range. We had seen that red light do odd things so many times over the years we actually didn't think a whole lot of it.
The other tales are far more odd, (and interesting.)
Vettepilot
Well, I try a quickie with the simplest, kind of "no big deal" one. All the time I was growing up, we would all see odd and mysterious red lights in and around the Dragoon mountains 10 miles behind the little town where I grew up. I was learning to fly in Tucson, about 85 miles away and had made friends with the owner of the flight school. There was a little dirt airstrip behind my small home town. Bored one night, the owner asked about my hometown, and when I mentioned the little airstrip, he said "Hey!" "Let's fly down and give your friends rides!" "It'll be fun, and great practice for you!" There were no lights, but we had a car park at the end of the strip and shine it's headlights. We flew down and hopped rides for a couple of hours or so.
When done, we headed back to Tucson. We didn't want to climb up over the mountain, so we took off towards it, but then turned right to parallel the small range, fly around the northern end, and then head direct to Tucson. A group of about 15 friends watched our departure. They all said that as we approached the mountain, a large red object rose up from somewhere inside the range, and followed us from about a mile or so behind. Once we turned west, they said it flew back to where it came up, then descended vertically back into the mountain range. We had seen that red light do odd things so many times over the years we actually didn't think a whole lot of it.
The other tales are far more odd, (and interesting.)
Vettepilot