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Sixth UFO Experiment in Atglen, Pennsylvania

Saturday, April 26, 2014. 9-11:00 PM.

At 9:00 p.m., temperature was 57 degrees F. It was a cloudless night except for a few cirrus clouds on the far-eastern horizon, and they were gone by 10:00. Wind was 10-20 mph coming from the north originally, but by 9:30 p.m. it was more westerly. There was no moon.

This was the first invitation experiment with one person alone. I was at the usual location, about ¾ mile east off the intersection of Routes 41 and 372 in Atglen, PA (Pennsylvania). A buddy of mine was supposed to come along with me. We had been doing our meditation/invitation separately for the previous ten days. But on Friday, April 25, he emailed me to say that he could not make it on Saturday night. So I went solo.

There was no trepidation about this. I was looking forward to my next UFO experience, if possible. Plus, once you invite someone to your “party”, it is the host’s responsibility to show up. Good feelings flowed during the day and during my one-hour ride up to Atglen. The night promised to be a good one right up to the moment I got out of the car and walked onto the grassy hill next to the parking lot at around 8:51 p.m.

That’s when the back of my neck prickled with apprehension.

There was no reason for this upset. I was the only one around. There were, however, two other cars in the parking lot. This had never occurred on the previous five experiments in Atglen. The lot had always been empty except for UFO watchers and their vehicles. And the thought crossed my mind that there were people lurking just out of sight who had no authorization to be there, waiting to pounce. Of course, these would be the thoughts of someone standing alone in a rural area, feeling like the only person left on earth. While armed with my trusty dollar-store flashlight, two-bit camera and smart phone, I began watching the skies, the woods and the field, but made numerous quick turnarounds to check behind me for human and alien aggressors alike. In the end, my fears were childish and a waste of energy.

Earlier in the day I had been on a radio talk show with host Scott Colborn on his show “Exploring Unexplained Phenomena,” on KZUM Radio, 89.3 FM Lincoln, Nebraska. This weekly program was now in its thirtieth year. I had mentioned to Scott that I would be going to Atglen that night and he requested that I call him on his cell phone if in fact anything did show up. I agreed to do this.

At 9:30 p.m. there was a red flash in the corner of the woods directly across the plowed field from where I stood near the parking lot. This was the woods closest to me (about 1500 feet. or about ¼ mile away) due south. Immediately after this, I noticed a white light floating near the midsection of the tree line at about 45 degrees to the East, making it Southeast from my location standing on the grass near the lot. This white light had not been there moments earlier.

It was at this point that I decided to walk down into the field and up to the woods on the other side to see if I could get a better look of what was in the corner where the red light had flashed. Why I decided to do this, I don’t know. Something inside said it was safe to do despite having no corroborators with me. So I decided to call Scott Colborn in Lincoln, Nebraska. It is funny how talking to someone on the phone while advancing across a field toward an unknown “something” gives one added courage. Scott stayed with me on the phone the whole time I was making this trek which took a good half hour to forty-five minutes to complete. I had to walk around the barn on the left, get on the cow path, cross the concrete slab over Valley Creek and walk up the hill towards the woods. The cow path, if rough and strewn with pebbles, was relatively easy to travel. The fields around me, however, had recently been plowed and consisted of hundreds of 1-foot deep ditches. Because of this, I elected not to march towards the southeast in search of the white light in the trees. The path, however, did take me directly to the corner where the red glow had occurred. Once at the corner of the woods there was nothing to see because of the thick undergrowth, the fallen trees, and the many boulders. Any person trying to perpetrate a hoax would have great difficulty maneuvering through these woods day or night. Whatever caused the red glow, it was quick and soundless and then gone.

The white light hovering in the trees in the southeast could not be seen from the field. Once I got back to the parking lot, however, it was again visible and at one point changed from white to red eliminating the possibility for it being light from any of the three houses in the woods in that area. Overall, a happy success, and my thirty-sixth UFO/alien experience.

Hopefully, we can try again soon.

Gerry Medvec
“Mid-Atlantic UFOs” – my book/mio libro
“UFOs Above PA” (Pennsylvania) - my book/mio libro
“New Jersey UFOs” (release date: June 2014) –my book/mio libro
“Ghosts of Delaware” – my book/mio libro

Fifth UFO Experiment in Atglen, Pennsylvania

Saturday, March 22, 2014, 6:00-8:45 p.m.

This was our fifth “alien invitation” in Atglen, Pennsylvania. Same location on Route 372, Lower Valley Road, about a half mile east from Route 41. Four states were represented: Richard from Maryland; George from New York; Dinah, Vickie, Laura and Scott from Pennsylvania and myself from Delaware. Once again, all the people involved did a 10-day meditation/invitation asking the aliens to present themselves in person or by craft or device, at this location on March 22, 2014 between 6:00-8:00 p.m. (We actually stayed in Atglen until about 8:45 p.m.) The invitation was done 3 times a day on an individual basis. There was no group meditating.
It was a beautiful cloudless evening. Temperature started at about 520 F (11.1 C) at 6:00 p.m. and dropped to about 430 F (6.1 C) by the end of our night at 8:45 p.m. Sunset was 7:18 p.m. and the temperature dropped fast after that. Wind was 2-5 miles per hour.

It was a perfect evening for inviting aliens/UFOs to meet with us. But—it was the first time that we started our watch in daylight. Despite Atglen being a “hotspot,” the one sighting that happened that night did not occur until around 7:45 p.m., well after sundown. Perhaps the aliens are reluctant to be too obvious during daytime.


At about 7:45 p.m., Dinah, Laura and Scott decided to stroll around the left side of the barn and walk down the cow path into the field for a different, perhaps better, look around. Sundown had occurred at 7:18 p.m., so the area faded fast into a colorless dark gray. They traveled as far as the concrete bridge/slab over the tiny creek, scanning the tree line before them. In the far left corner of the plowed field on the left, a few feet inside the woods, Scott saw 2 large rust-orange globes, estimated between 4 and 5 feet in diameter. Viewing them directly, one was in a 10 o’clock position, the other in a 5 o’clock position. There were not connected. They were above the ground, but below the tops of the trees, which stood about 30 feet tall. The globe on the left in the 10 o’clock position was about 15 feet in the air; the other was about 5-6 feet above ground.
Both globes moved to the left, one following the other at about a 45 degree angle up, and faded away slowly before they reached the top tops. They did not shoot away at great speed.
The sighting lasted approximately 10 seconds. Scott then turned to Laura and Dinah and asked if they saw the globes, but the two ladies had already begun walking back up the trail towards the barn. So they did not see the objects. Richard, George, Vickie and I were still near the parking lot, watching the woods and sky directly in front of us, about a half mile from the objects that Scott saw. We, sadly, did not see the objects either. This was Scott’s first UFO sighting since childhood. He is now forty-eight years young. Unsure of what he saw, of course, he IS sure of one thing; he wants to see it again.

Another successful “invitation.” That is five successes out of five attempts.

I can’t wait for the next one.

Gerry Medvec
“UFOs Above PA” (Pennsylvania)
“Mid-Atlantic UFO”
“Ghosts of Delaware”
“New Jersey UFOs” (release: June 2014)

Thanks for reading this. Just realized I blogged the 4th Experiment before the 3rd. Sorry about that, but really, it does not matter.
Enjoy.

Gerry Medvec
“UFOs Above PA” (Pennsylvania) – my book/mio libro
“Mid-Atlantic UFOs” – my book/mio libro
“Ghosts of Delaware” – my book/mio libro


Third UFO Experiment in Atglen, Pennsylvania


Successful!
Back in Atglen, PA with me, from Delaware, Dinah and Vicky from Pennsylvania, and new to the group, Gail, From New Jersey.
We requested an alien visitation from 8 – 9 PM on Friday night, November 22, 2013 on the same private property we had used twice before (Sept. 14 and Oct. 11, 2013). It had been raining, but stopped at about 8:05 p.m. Skies gradually cleared from that time until our leaving the site at 9:45 p.m. Temperature was a comfortable 50+ degrees with slight wind.
Vicky saw them first, right after 8 o’clock, but the rest of us missed the tiny flashes of peculiar lights.
Then around 8:20 Gail saw one – an extremely bright, almost solid, flash above the tree line. It had a black center, visible to her thanks to the contrasting brightness around the edge. Then she saw brief flashes of small white or red lights in amongst the trees due South from the parking lot. She called them “firefly- like” which was accurate—they were that small.
I also saw them. Gail and I confirmed, about four or five times, that we each saw the same lights flash, sometimes it was a red light, sometimes white. A few times, Vickie saw the same ones Gail and I saw.

The closest white flash that we observed occurred during our foray into the plowed field at about 8:45p.m. We had marched down a cow path about 600 feet closer to the trees in hopes of a better view of the odd activity. This particular white glow lingered longer than the others. “Did you see that?” Gail asked after seeing my body freeze-frame. “Yeah, I saw that too,” I confirmed. This particular light lasted long enough (a full second or two) for Gail to perceive that it had a small, almost black center, much like a donut hole—unlike light fixtures, flashlights, campfires, lighters, Chinese lanterns, car lights, flares, cigarettes or any human-made lights that I could identify. I, however, did not notice the darker center.

We also saw things separately. Vickie at times saw flashes that the rest of us did not see. Gail saw the flash at 8:20 mentioned above. No one else saw that. I saw a white ball in front of the trees, about 20 feet off the ground, disappear with a blur, making a “comma” pattern as it left. No one else so that.
These brief glimpses occurred for about an hour and while it may so far sound like these lights were shooting off like fireworks, they were not. We only saw approximately a dozen in all, though none of us thought to keep count.
While these lights were perceivable with the naked eye, they were barely so. Despite that, I took 4 random photos with my Panasonic Lumix twelve-megapixel camera, using flash but no zoom. I sent those photos to a buddy in New York City for analysis, but I don’t expect anything to be visible.
Here are are some numbers measured off my computer screen at Mapquest.com’s satellite view of our site:
We were standing at the edge of the parking lot nearest the fields (furthest edge of parking lot south from Route 372, next to the silo) for half of our watch. We then took the cow path on the other side of the barn (on the right when viewing MapQuest) and walked halfway into the field due South.
• from parking lot to nearest woods (at the angle) = 1200 feet approx.
• from parking lot to the furthest woods = 1500 feet approx.
• forest’s depth from nearest part at the angle = 1100 feet approx.
• forest’s depth from furthest woods = 850 feet approx.
• nearest building behind woods (small shed off Glenn Run Road – not known if the building had an exterior light or not) = 2300 feet approx..
There is no way the lights came from behind the wooded area. First, the trees are on a hill that rises from the plowed fields about 20 feet. Second, these woodlands, though not deep, are thick. A couple times after seeing the lights I called out asking if anybody was there. There was no response, and there was practically no sound except for occasional cars on Route 41, about 2000 feet to our left. It would be wildly unlikely that someone would have been traipsing through the trees sending short blasts of light our way. While many people knew of our experiment, a scant few knew the location. The considerable rain that had fallen up to about 8:05 p.m. would have literally overshadowed any moment of merry-making by pranksters. Also, how they would have made a light appear over the treetops for a second while having a black center with white around it is hard to imagine.
Dinah saw nothing during our 1 3/4 hour event. She noted at the end of the night this may have been due to her putting an “anti-alien protection energy” around herself. This was done because of some “alien problems” she had earlier in the week – an unrelated matter as far as can be known.
All in all, a quiet success. We invited, they came—3 for 3 with direct “alien invitation” in Atglen! Woohoo!
Gerry Medvec
November 24, 2013
ps: Nov. 26 ,2013. I was wrong about the pictures. There was something in them. Pictures are available by emailing me at: gmedvec1@gmail.com

Thanks for reading this.

Gerry Medvec
Mid-Atlantic UFOs – my book
UFOs Above PA (Pennsylvania) – my book
Ghosts of Delaware—my book

Fourth UFO Experiment in Atglen, Pennsylvania

January 31, 2014, 6:15-9:10 PM
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I met with Gerry Medvec and Dinah Roseberry at a private commercial property in rural Atglen, Pennsylvania because they had reported witnessing lights (UFOs) there on several occasions.

We were to meet at 7 pm and stay till 9 pm. I pulled down a long driveway, into a parking lot between a large corporate steel building on the right and a big working barn on the left. I arrived at 6:15-:20 pm.

I got there early to set up and test photographic equipment I intended to use in case something alien showed-up. I parked at the far edge of the lot that bordered a large flat “open field” that was below my vantage point for its nearest half, but sloped upwards from there and ended in a “ridge with a tree line” on top. Google Maps measure this field at about 2,000 feet in total length, with the slope-up beginning where you see the striping in the maps. So the sloping area was about 1,000 feet in depth.

The field was covered in snow and the trees up on the ridge were bare of leaves.
The temperature was 36 degrees F and it was damp. There was almost no wind. A moonless night, the cloud cover was low, sporadic and striated (could see stars off and on). The predominant air traffic I observed, mostly light aircraft, came from due E/slightly SE. New to this location, I’d checked my iPhone compass to get my bearings as to which directions I was looking at any given moment.

From 6:20-6:40pm I unpacked my filming equipment, tried out several lenses and cameras, and took test stills to evaluate the lighting conditions. The “large steel building” seen in Photo B had several big sodium lights that fully lit the parking lot, and this is where I did my test shots. It gave a strong light-bounce off the large white barn directly across from it, but when I swung the camera into the field all my light was gone, so I knew I wouldn’t get much imagery done.

Though this floodlighting would give me wrong readings relative to strict nighttime shooting, it did allow me to pull focus, and check out the autofocus and tele aspects of the Canon L lens I had borrowed from a friend. I was using a Canon 5D MarkII camera.

Suddenly, from across the field, I heard what sounded like a coyote or wolf call. It was the classic whoop-whoop-woooo sound with the rising end-note, like you hear in the canned wolf calls in the movies. In fact, as a film maker, I said to myself, “Gee, wish I’d been rolling sound on that….Nice sound file to have for a wolf call.”

It happened maybe twice within a few minutes. And given the sound dynamics of an open field, and being in between two large buildings, it was impossible to tell how close the animal was. But it was loud and clear. It was not miles away or indistinct.

Alone, I thought, “Hmmmm…rural area, recent cold snap. Hope there aren’t hungry coyotes or wolves looking for food…”

When I test-shot the field with my camera I was not getting good exposures because of the commercial floodlight from the building, and because of the darkness of the field on this moonless night. At about 6:30pm the floodlights on the building went off, probably on a timer. I then had a better overall ambient light environment, but my final judgment was that I wouldn’t get much imagery because my camera weren’t fast enough to handle this low-light environment.

Unfamiliar with this location, I had neglected to ask Gerry as to which direction I should focus, so I kept turning around in slow 360 degree circles. I studied the field, the parking lot, the adjacent barn, the hills across Route 372 beyond the entrance to the parking lot, and, of course, the sky. Already my feet were feeling the cold.

By this time, my cameras were ready to shoot, but I’d put them back in the cooling car so they would slowly get adjusted to the cold, and wouldn’t fog. (I never took my cameras out again because I wasn’t at all confident they would capture anything, but at least they were ready.) So my observations from this point were by naked eye.

Looking into the field I realized I had about a 160 degree field of vision of this open field, left (NE) to right (SW). With North-South Route 41 to my right.

Looking right I could see the distant car headlights coming at me in profile so that you could see a vehicle’s front passenger side diagonally from where I was standing.

Route 41 was about 3,000 feet from me (Google map scale), so the headlights and taillights I could see had a resemblance to twinkling christmas lights like on the exterior of a home. They twinkled because of the trees between me and the road.

It was about 6:40pm. I was checking my watch regularly because it was cold and, waiting on Gerry and Dinah, wondering if I should warm-up in the car.

But I kept scanning right to left, away from the headlights on the road, to the tree-lined ridge directly in front of me. This area was also busy with traffic. I thought, “Here I am in a rural place, but there’s still traffic at rush hour…” I often wonder what population density is like in rural and work places, how they commute and what their lives are like.

And—I was bored, annoyed that I hadn’t asked Gerry which direction to look for alien anomalies.

Looking straight at the tree line on the ridge, I saw a series of red lights that looked exactly like red tail lights moving in a straight line, left to right, toward the traffic on Route 41. I hadn’t noticed them before. There was no up and down movement to these lights. Only slow, left to right, like one-way traffic.

I checked my watch, and thought, “Geez, how much ‘rush hour’ traffic does this little town have, and it’s past rush hour anyway…” I brushed it off as a sign of the times.

I had assumed there was a road there, maybe 25-50 feet in from the edge of the woods since the trees had obscured the red lights somewhat as they moved.

I realized that I hadn’t spotted that road on the ridge when I first pulled into the parking lot probably because there wasn’t any traffic on it at the time and it appeared at a glance simply as trees on a snowy ridge.

As I observed this new road, another thought occurred to me.

The lights moved symmetrically, like cars when they are in a long line, waiting, then edging forward towards a traffic light.

Because I didn’t know what I was looking at, thinking this was traffic, I didn’t count the number of lights. But I DO remember musing to myself, “Hey, that’s gotta be about five or more cars, and they’re going to have to wait on the traffic light at Route 41 and 372. Must be a nuisance getting out of work this late and being dumped into a busy intersection.”

Google Maps measures the length of the ridge line right-to-left at about 2,000 feet. The line of lights covered about 800 feet. They were evenly spaced, approximately at car lengths, headed SW, linearly along the ridge line. That’s why I believed I was looking at a road with traffic.

As I watched, I also wondered whether they were car tail lights, or were they two or three 18-wheelers moving slowly. The lights had evenness to their spacing like the side reflectors and side running lights of 18-wheelers. I smiled, thinking, “Funny, a traffic jam of 18-wheelers, way out here…” Buy they were all red, none of the orange lights you might get on 18-wheelers.

My gaze moved on after my musings, looking further to my left over the fields.

It didn’t occur to me that I saw no WHITE lights AHEAD of the red lights, that is, I saw no HEAD lights in that line of traffic.

Buy my gaze moved on, and I looked over the fields to my left, at the two houses snugged into the hill above a crop field, where the interior house lights were just barely discernible, and then back at the barn, the parking lot and entrance I’d come in from, and the large corporate steel building, with the fields now at my back.

And I waited.

At 7 pm promptly, Gerry and Dinah showed up. They immediately told me that the 160- degree view of the fields I’d been watching were indeed where I should be looking. They described the various anomalies they’d seen over three prior visits to this location. We talked for about 40 minutes, watching but seeing nothing.

Finally I said, “I can’t believe the traffic around here for such a rural place…I mean it wasn’t bad by city standards, but (pointing right to 41), look at that line of cars over there. And I saw what looked like a miserable line of cars, maybe some 18-wheelers, waiting in line up on that ridge.”

Gerry stopped in his tracks. “Where did you see that again? On that ridge…?” He pointed to exactly where I had seen the lights.

Me: “Yeah, bad traffic management, huh…?”

Gerry: “There’s no road there, Richard. That area is about three-football-fields-deep with forest”

I was stunned.

Gerry smiled. “Congratulations, you just had your first sighting. But be sure to check Google Maps satellite images when you get home to verify what I am saying. That is dense woods up there, Richard. No road.”

At about 9 pm we departed. I drove south along Route 41. There was no traffic so I stopped--at 9:10 pm-- when I reached that part of the road that cut through the ridge line that I’d been watching all night. Indeed, there was NO ROAD. In fact the ridge line was significantly above the top of my car. And the wooded area, just as Gerry Medvec noted, went deep and unbroken for another thousand feet south of the ridge!

Worth noting…While all three of us were there, we all heard another “wolf” howl, but this time it seemed like multiple animals. My friends noted that they had heard other animal noises during an “alien invitation” in September, 2013 at this location. They, also, had not seen any animals at that time. This second howl on January 31 was identical to the ones I’d heard earlier.

Richard Cutting

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Thanks!

Gerry Medvec

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