Close Encounter?
© Steve Owens, 5th Feb 2003
A fascinating personal experience that happened to my
GSC work colleague Steve OwensI’d like to take a few
moments of your time to narrate an actual event that took place last night
(Tuesday 4th Feb 2003) as I left work (Glasgow Science Centre). The
following is entirely true, and changed my worldview in a big way. I hope
you read the whole thing, and don’t dismiss any of it until you’ve read it
all.
I worked late last night, leaving about 8pm. It was cold and crisp
outside, and the sky was crystal clear. As I walked along the riverside to
Bell’s Bridge I was busy looking up at the stars (Orion was up, and both
Jupiter and Saturn we clearly visible). I passed a man with a dog and was
temporarily distracted. When I looked back up I caught something moving in
the sky, near Orion. I’ll explain my observations and thoughts in the order
that they happened.
In the first split second that I saw something moving I realised that it
was moving at the same speed a satellite would move; that was my first
thought, that it was an artificial satellite. That was an initial reaction
based on a split second observation, and was due entirely to the speed at
which it was moving.
After I focussed on it, I realised that it was orange/red in colour, and
figured that it wasn’t a satellite. The next thing I noticed, just moments
later, was that it had size. My reaction to that was that it was a trail
from a shooting star, a puff of colour as a bit of space rock was vaporised
in the upper atmosphere.
I continued to watch though, and it kept moving, at too slow a rate to be
a shooting star – it was still moving at satellite-speed. In addition, there
was no trail, ruling out shooting stars altogether.
All these observations and thoughts happened within the
first second. As I stood craning my neck to watch it, it passed overhead,
and I realised that I could make out a shape. It was almost too small to
see, but I saw something like this:

It was still travelling at the same speed, roughly east to west, and I
turned to watch it pass over the Science Centre. As I watched it I realised
that it wasn’t quite travelling in a straight line, it was zigzagging
erratically, very fast, back and forth, as it kept moving westward.
Eventually it faded from view, and I was left staring after it, my mouth
hanging open. It was totally inexplicable. As an astronomer I’ve spent a lot
of time watching the sky and I had never seen anything like this. I was at a
total loss to explain it. At that instant I’d seen a UFO. It was totally
Unidentified.
However, this lasted for only five seconds. As I stood watching the sky,
dumbfounded, I saw another one, following the same path. It was the same
colour, the same shape, was moving at the same speed, and zigzagging like
before. But this one was bigger. It was bigger because it was lower; low
enough in fact that I could see it clearly. It was a bird.
I laughed out loud (attracting a funny look from a passer-by) at how
easily fooled I was. Here was me, someone who is used to looking at the
night sky, and I saw something I couldn’t explain. I’m about as sceptical as
they come, but in those few seconds I was in the same group as the multitude
of UFOlogists who claim to have seen just such wing-shaped craft zigging and
zagging through the sky in fantastic ways.
But it was just a bird! If I hadn’t seen the second bird, who knows what
I’d be writing now. As it is I feel totally privileged. It was as if the
Universe looked at me and said; “I’m going to show you something amazing,
something that thousands of other people have seen, but that is totally
inexplicable… and then, just for you, I’m going to explain.”
Ultimately it has given me a better understanding of people who claim to
have seen UFOs. They might quite innocently report just such an observation
and be told rudely: “It was just the planet Venus.”
“No,” they’d reply. “I know where Venus is; it wasn’t that.”
“Well, in that case, it was just a bird reflecting light from
streetlights below.”
To which the upset reply would be something like: “I think I’d recognise
a bird when I see one.”
I didn’t.
© Steve Owens, 5th Feb 2003
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