FOO FIGHTERS pt.1

FOO FIGHTERS pt.2

FOO FIGHTERS pt.3

FOO FIGHTERS pt.4

Several months later on Feb. 26, 1942, Willem J. Methorst underwent an equally wierd experience while aboard a ship in the Timor Sea near New Guinea. 

In 1957 Methorst, then a resident of Melbourne, Australia, told Peter Norris of the Victorian Flying Saucer Research Society:

"While on watch for enemy aircraft just after noon, I was scanning the skys with binoculars when suddenly I sa a large illuminated disc approaching at terrific speed 4,000 or 5,000 feet above us.  This object proceeded to circle high above our ship, the cruiser, Tromp, of the Royal Netherlands Navy.

"After reporting it to the officers on the bridge, they were unable to identify it as any known aircraft.  After keeping track of this object for about three to four hours, as it flew in big circles and at the same height, the craft suddenly veered off in a tremendous burst of speed (at about 3,000 to 3,500 miles an hour) and disappeared from sight."

Stephen J. Brickner, a sergeant with the 1st Marine Division, had an even more fantastic encounter with mysterious aerial objects.

"The sightings occured on Aug. 12, 1942, about 10 in the morning while I was in bivouac with my squad on the island of Tulagi in the southern Solomons, west of Guadalcanal," he recalled.  It was a bright tropical morning with high banks of white, fleecy clouds.  I was cleaning my rifle on the edge of my foxhole, when suddenly athe air raid warning was sounded. There had been no 'Condition Red.'  I immediately slid into my foxhole, with my back to the ground and my face turned up to the sky.  I heard the formation before I saw it.  Even then, I was puzzled by the sound.  It was a mighty roar that seemed to echo in the heavens.  It didn't sound at all like the 'sewing-machine' drone of the Jap formations.  A few seconds later, I saw the formation of silvery objects directly overhead.

"At the time I was in a highly emotional state; it was my fifth day in combat with the Marines. It was quite easy to mistake anything in the air for Jap planes, which is what I thought these objects were.  They were  flying very high above the clouds, too high for a bombing run on our little island. Someone shouted in a nearby foxhole that they were Jap planes searching for our fleet.  I accepted this explanation, but with a few reservations.  First, the formation was huge, I would say over 150 objects were in it.  Instead of the usual tight 'V' of 25 planes, this formation was in straight lines of 10 or 12 objects, one behind the other.  The speed was a little faster than Jap planes, and they were soon out of sight.  A few other things puzzled me: I couldn't seem to make out any wings or tails.  They seemed to wobble slightly, and every time they wobbled they would shimmer brightly from the sun.  Their colour was like highly polished silver.  No bombs were dropped, of course.  All in all, it was the most awe-inspiring and yet frightening spectacle I have seen in my life."

What may be one of the best UFO photographs in existence lies buried in U.S. and British intelligence files, if we are to credit the testimony of

"C.J.J.", an informant known to ufologist Leonard Stringfield. C.J.J. was attached to a wing of an antisubmarine squadron that patrolled the Bay of Bascay off France.  One day in November 1942, the plane's tail gunner spotted a "massive" object without wings, which apppeared, suddenly, behind the bomber.  Stunned at the strange sight, he alerted the rest of the crew, including C.J.J., who was in the nose turret.  By the time he climbed into the waist gunner's position, virtually everyone on board was watching the "thing," which remained in sight for 15 minutes.  Sgt M.F.B. was busy taking pictures with a K-20 camera. The object soon gained altitude and did an abrupt 180-degree before disappearing.

Only one of the pictures--the one taken with a filter--turned out, and it was, in C.J.J.'s words, "a perfect print."  Today, more than 30 years later, it has yet to be released.

Usually foos were amorphous lights, not the kind of apparently solid, craft- like objects Brickner, C.J.J., and several other witnesses reported.  Royal Air Force pilot B.C. Lumsden observed two classic foos while flying a Hurricane interceptor over France in December 1942.

Lumsden had taken off from England at seven p.m., heading for the French coast, using the Somme River as a navigation point.  An hour later, while cruising at 7,000 feet over the mouth of the Somme, he discovered that he had company: two steadily climbing orange-coloured lights, with one slightly above the other.  He thought it might be tracer flak but discarded the idea when he saw how slowly the objects were moving.  He did a full turn and saw the lights astern and to port but now they were larger and brighter.

At 7,000 feet they stopped climbing and stayed level with Lumsden's Hurricane.  The frightened pilot executed a full turn again, only to discover that the objects had hung behind him on the turn. Lumsden had no idea what he was seeing.  All he knew was that he didn't like it.  He nosedived down to 4,000 feet and the lights followed his every maneuver, keeping their same relative position.  Finally they descended about 1,000 feet below him until he leveled out, at which point they climbed again and resumed pursuit.  The two lights seemed to maintain an even distance from each other and varied only slightly in relative height from time to time.  One always remained a bit lower than the other.

At last, as Lumsden's speed reached 260 miles per hour, he was gradually able to outdistance the foos. "I found it hard to make other members of the squadron believe me when I told my story," Lumsden said, "but the following night one of the squadron flight commanders in the same area had a similar experience with a green light."

We have no specific date on the following story, which Sgt. Dirk Wylie recounted in a letter published in the May 1946 issue of Ray Palmer's

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