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Show THE ZEPHYR/OCTOBER-NOVEMBER 2007 The Mystery of | : oo ~Who knows what Mysteries LURK in the canyons? ARTIST’S RENDERING OF ALIEN LANDING Alien visitations? The proof is here, on an isolated ridge in the northern part of Grand County. We call it UFO Hill. In a 300 foot circle, near the summit of a rocky ridge, every juniper tree stands dead...singed, as if by some intense heat or radiation, but not by fire. What occurred here? One can only imagine... It was a clear night, full of stars. The Anasazi hunting party could not have had a more successful day. Weary but pleased with their good fortune, the group set up camp along the ridgeline. But it was the night the sun came out. The brilliant light above that appeared out of nowhere seared their skin, blinded some of them, and terrified all of them. The Light hovered for more than an hour and one of their party vanished before their very eyes. When the Light finally disappeared into the night sky, the men, desperate with fear and in agonizing pain, made their way to the great river, to the cool water and the relief it provided them from the sores and blisters that covered their bodies. But the Light became their new god. And to pay homage to their god, the hunters carried hundreds of river stones to the ridge. They built a monument there...to the Light. The granitic river stones, miles from any river or watercourse, at the vortex of the landing site. Today the dead trees recall the night. And the pile of river stones, still there after all these centuries, marks the place where the Light appeared. 29 |
