The Halifax Alien Experience

I remember the time and the event as if it were yesterday. My family and I lived in a house on the moors just off the B6113, Halifax to Rochdale.

On one particular evening in late October, a school friend called, but did not stay long as darkness soon fell on the Moors. I offered him a pillion ride on my cycle, back to his home some two miles away, which he accepted gladly.

By the time we reached his home, darkness had fallen. The return journey was one of many inclines along unlit moorland road, a journey which I made frequently and despite not having any lamps on my cycle, was complete within a half hour.

I meandered my way past Ringstone Reservoir and could hear the water caressing its boundaries. Apparently, many locals claimed this to be the site of an ancient Druid meeting ground; perhaps it had something to do with the name 'Ringstone' and an obvious link between the name and historical sites such as Stonehenge.

I was past the reservoir and climbing another hill when I saw a red light, not too dissimilar to that seen on a bike. Thinking it could possibly be that of a friend across the valley, I gave chase.

Reaching the spot where I had first located the light, it was no longer in sight. I assumed the cyclist must have reached the brow of the hill and now be freewheeling down the other side. I eased my pace in the knowledge that once over the hill, I could freewheel to my front door.

Rubbing my sweaty brow on my forearm, I looked down at the pedals to reposition my feet. As I raised my head, some ten metres before me stood a luminous green figure with such an intruding brightness that a golden aura appeared to surround its ill-proportioned body. My heart was pounding hard. The figure began to approach me, gesturing with open arms. I don’t recall a face; my fingers shook as I created a visor for my eyes. I turned my cycle and pedalled for my life. I never looked back.

Some time later I arrived back home via the main route, bright car headlights actually offering some comfort following my experience. I immediately told my mother of what I had seen – to this day I do not know if she believed me or not.

Nearly 40 years on and my account is still the same. To this day I have never seen anything so out of this world.