Winona's Winged Wonder

A couple of years ago I headed up to Winona, Minnesota to investigate sightings of a Mothman-type beast said to be roaming around the area.

Certainly the most notable report came from a few locals who had heard a strange, years-old story of a giant, winged fiend perched atop this specific high peak that overlooks the town.

Monster-bird? Flying Humanoid? Spectral Pterodactyl?

I have no idea, and certainly the people telling the story were just as puzzled, too.

But, if you ever want to hit the road in search of winged monsters, Winona may be the place to go!

Meeting Bigfoot

Who says Bigfoot doesn't exist...???

High-Strangeness at Castle Ring

Located in the village of Cannock Wood, Staffordshire and inhabited around A.D. 50 by the Celtic Cornovii tribe, the Castle Ring is an Iron Age structure commonly known as a Hill Fort. It is 801 feet above sea level; its main ditch and bank enclosure is fourteen feet high; and, at its widest point it is 853 feet across. In other words, the Castle Ring is a fine example of what ancient man was up to thousands of years ago.

But beyond that, Castle Ring is a definitive "Window-Area," one filled to the brim with sightings of Bigfoot-type beasts, UFOs, spooks and specters, and even - back in the 1980s - a Gargoyle-type entity!



Why? I have no idea. Except to say: Window-Areas seem to pop up all over the world (a classic locale in the 1960s was surely Mothman/UFO/Men in Black-territory: Point Pleasant, West Virginia).

Doorways? Portals? Maybe. But doorways from where...?

Grapevine Weirdness

Without doubt, one of my favorite places to visit is Grapevine Canyon, which can be found at Newberry Peak in southern Nevada.

Known to the ancient Mojave Indians as Avikwa’ame, or Spirit Mountain, the area has long been associated with paranormal phenomena - including sightings of Thunderbird and Pterodactyl-type creatures.













And, it's adorned with spectacular petroglyphs that represent the story of the creation of the world, as told in years past by Mojave shamans.


I took these pictures on my last trip on a Sunday afternoon a few years ago, while visiting the area with UFO researcher Ryan Wood. If you ever get the chance, check it out!

The Aurora Alien

One of the interesting things about living here in Arlington, Texas is that you're never far from things of a Ufological, Cryptozoological, or conspiratorial nature.

Drive east for 25-minutes and you can be at the infamous Grassy Knoll in downtown Dallas where JFK got whacked in 1963.

Go north for 45-minutes and you can be in the town of Denton, the site of the Goat-Man bridge.

And, head west for about the same amount of time and you will reach the little town of Aurora - the alleged site of a UFO crash way back in 1897, after the craft is said to have collided with the windmill of a certain Judge Proctor.

Yep, this is the old tale of the people of the town supposedly burying - in the local cemetery - the dead alien said to have been found at the scene.

Whenever I have friends in town, they always want to see the cemetery, and of course I'm pleased to oblige! After all, whether or not there's anything to the tale, it has become an undeniable piece of Ufological history and legend.

A small plaque aside, the people of Aurora have chosen not to champion and promote the affair in the fashion that one sees on driving into Roswell, New Mexico. Which may not be a bad thing...

Back in Black

Some time ago, I wrote a post at this blog - and included a relevant photo - on the huge wave of sightings of so-called "Black Helicopters" that were occurring right over our house.

Here's the link to the original post.

Eventually, even I got sick of photographing the damn things, such was their regularity.

And, when they went away for a while, I forgot all about it.

But, as of this past week, they are back again, and in force, too.

The above-photo was taken just after noon today, from our back yard.

Helicopters that just happen to be black in color...or black helicopters...?

Pondering on the Assassination

One of my favorite photos of my good mate, the Center for Fortean Zoology's Jon Downes. Taken last year at the infamous Grassy Knoll, Jon ponders on who the hell shot JFK...