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The Hunter & The Aliens of Tahoe National Forest
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If you like the outdoors and maybe you're into hunting, take the Interstate 80 from Scaremento in California and travel east
until you arrive at a little place where something extraordinary happened back in September of 1964. Cisco Grove in Placer
County is in the middle of nowhere and an ideal spot to unload one's daily baggage of worries and get back to nature.
A place where the pine trees can soak away your blues.

For 28 year-old Donald Shrum, the Tahoe National Forest around Cisco Grove had become just that, a haven where he and
his two friends could bow hunt for black-tailed and mule deer without concerns of the routines back home.

Following a deer-trail in the afternoon, Donald had become separated from the group and as the light started to wane, the
missile defence contractor decided the best thing to do was wait out the night in a place of safety. For hunters in a forest,
the best sanctuary are the boughs of a tree away from any night-travelling bear or hungry mountain lion.

Up there among the stars and pine needles, Shrum fastened himself to the trunk of the tree -a useful tip, with his belt and
settled down to see of he could catch an hour or two of sleep. The only problem were the twinkling stars above him, one of
them was zig-zagging and seemingly approaching!

At first, Donald thought it was a helicopter, so he quickly scrambled from the tree and began lighting flares to attract attention
to himself. Maybe his friends had become concerned with his absence and launched a rescue party to locate their missing
companion or maybe there was some trouble he was unaware of? Anyway, standing between the smoky distress signals,
Donald continued to watch until the oddly-silent glowing craft turned in his direction and floated some fifty yards from where
he was waiting. It wasn't a helicopter.

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Then without sound, a hatchway opened and a smaller craft was disgorged from the enormous cigar-shaped object. This flew
closer and landed not far from where the flickering flares identified revealed the bewildered Californian was standing.

Climbing back up the tree, Donald now realised he was in a situation far-removed from what he'd assumed and as the tubular
craft drifted just above the Washoe Pines, his fears failed to annul his common sense. He fastened his belt once more around
the trunk and scrutinised his quiet surroundings.

It was the three shapes coming through the trees that eventually shook him from his stupor, two of the strange beings seemed
humanoid and contemplating that it may be his hunting buddies, the third figure stayed Donald's hand from unfastening his belt.
Donald Shrum stared down at a robot-like creature with orange-glowing eyes peering up at him and with the other two occupants
of the pulsating craft, began to shake the tree in an attempt to dislodge the terrified hunter.

Holding on for dear-life, Shrum took notice of the trio's apparel and observed that the humanoids were were one-piece suits with
hoods that partly shadowed their faces. The night did allow enough light for Donald to realise the duo were wearing goggles and
he also noticed the where the elbows and knees of the suits were flexible 'concertina'-like joints to allow movement.
There no seams in the entire tight-fitting outfits and their overall stature was just short of six-feet tall.

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The mechanical tree-shaker was similar in height, but the joints on the robot's suit were more reminiscent to Shrum of flexible bends
he'd seen in ducting. However, the metal-man's hands did remind him of armoured gloves from medieval period. The domed head of
the creature was of the same dull-grey hue as the rest of its body and a faint vapour seemed to be emanating from the open square
-jawed mouth below the luminous eyes.

As the three beings continued to shake the tree, the frightened hunter began to throw lighted matches down in a weak attempt to
scare these three other-worldly nightmares away from his roost and even though this action did cause the two humanoids to retreat,
Donald recognised a more-aggressive means of persuasion would be required for the mechanical aggressor.

With the arrows bouncing off its head and shoulders, the robot released more of the vapour from its maw and suddenly, Donald
Shrum slumped forward unconscious from the strange gas that drifted up through the pine branches. If it hadn't been for his belt,
they'd have had him.

When he came to, his overwhelming need was to vomit, he felt nauseous and in his haze, he saw that the three beings were still
below him. Weakly, he tossed more lit matches down and this managed to cause his would-be captors to slow their tree-shaking.
But soon assault continued. Finally, Shrum managed to load and shoot another arrow at the invaders, hitting the robot. The direct
hit caused a spark to fly, indicating that the arrow had hit a metallic surface.

Donald was at his wits-end now and aiming at the two beings, his action caused them to scatter. How long could this go on?
Then to Shrum's horror a second robot joined the group, and again Shrum was rendered unconscious by the strange, white vapor
coming from the entity's mouth. When he awoke again, the two humanoid beings were now climbing the tree!

Rummaging through his nap-sack, Donald began to hurl down items at the creatures and this deterred their ascent. Along with
his own version of shaking the tree, the two humanoids gave up scaling the conifer and seemed distracted by audio signals coming
from the larger hovering ship. For Donald, this gave him time to gather himself on what little weapons he possessed to fend off
what the remains of the night might hold.

This scenario continued off and on for most of the night and with a dwindling defence, Donald saw that more beings were coming
from the shadows to observe this reluctant and brave victim of an alien capture. Then finding that his quiver and backpack were now
empty of their contents, Donald noticed the two robots were gasping out their asphyxiating vapour and it was wafting upwards again.
Struggling to get out of the way, the large volume of gas arrived where he was perched and he blacked out completely.
...........................................

When Shrum awoke from his induced slumber, he saw that he was hanging from the tree by his belt. The aliens were finally gone and
the trusty leather strap had done its job. Daylight seemed to mock Donald's ordeal in the night until he heard the sound of approaching
footsteps. With great relief, Donald saw that it was his two hunting companions and with their assistance, he climbed down and left the
forest with a tale many would doubt, if told.

And so the story faded, Vincent Alvarez -a hunting companion of Shrum, gave a written affidavit as to seeing a bright moving object in
the night sky of his friend's encounter. But for Donald, the strange encounter would be kept quiet and only mentioned within his family
until he was 73 years-old when he sat down with the interested authors of his terrifying 12-hour ordeal in a remote are of Tahoe National
Forest.

The Tin Man, Dorothy and the Scarecrow murmured the phrase "Lions, tigers and bears, oh my!" when wandering through the forests
of Oz... maybe something else should be added?
Edith Head Gives Good Wardrobe. 
#2
I wonder how the aliens felt, being flagged down for assistance and then being attacked? Just trying to view the situation from a different perspective. Cool story! 
"As an American it's your responsibility to have your own strategic duck stockpile. You can't expect the government to do it for you." - the dork I call one of my mom's other kids
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Weird, high strangeness story. The "missile defense contractor" really sticks out to me and 'goggles' go hand-in-hand with the military. Alot of spooky mystery sightings & killings have happened in that rural area over the decades, and just to the east is Donner Pass. I can't help but think of that costume figure similar to the Zodiac killer that terrorized northern Calif 5 years later.


Don Shrum talks about his UFO encounter with aliens & shooting arrows at a robot-like entity, 1964:


"The New World fell not to a sword but to a meme." – Daniel Quinn

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(10-30-2022, 05:36 PM)EndtheMadnessNow Wrote: ...I can't help but think of that costume figure similar to the Zodiac killer that terrorized northern Calif 5 years later.

Yes... it is a little creepy that these 'aliens' sported similar garb to Arthur Leigh Allen to the terroriser of
that area of the US.
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Or Ted Cruz.
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