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It all began for me back in early August 1990. Although I was aware of the existence of crop circles, I had not given the matter much thought. It was not until a Sunday newspaper covered a story on a huge crop formation in a wheatfield at Alton Barnes, Marlborough, in Wiltshire, that I first decided to take a look. In fact, as I read the report, I had a compelling feeling that I should go.

It had been a long hot dry summer, and the weekend in question was no exception. I entered the Pewsey Vale from the south-east, and used the road that runs along the southern side of east field where the crop formation was reported to be. In case I missed it, I scoured the wheatfields to my right, which run the length of the Pewsey Vale, and peter out beneath the rolling chalk hills that meander their way through the countryside to Devizes and beyond. As I reached the brow of a small incline in the road, I looked across the valley and there, as though a giant pastry cutter had been at work, I saw my first crop formation.

I realised that I would get a much better view from the north side of east field, so I turned right at the next intersection, past the white horse, and headed on up towards the top of Knap Hill. At the top there is a small car park, which gives you a scenic view of the whole of the Pewsey Vale. I locked the car and ambled off down the hill in the warm August sunshine. There was a small caravan parked at the end of the track that led to the entrance of the field. Here the farmer was charging one pound to enter. This enabled us later, with information from the farmer, to establish that over 7,000 people had paid one pound each to investigate the crop formation for themselves.

People were beginning to gather by the small caravan, laughing and joking, and there was a sense of high spirits. They were swapping ideas and information, and there was a sense of camaraderie among them. I remember turning to the farmer and saying, ‘Can you make the crop formation closer to the edge of the field next year, so we don’t have so far to walk?’ As I turned and looked down towards the crop formation, which ran 60 metres down the field, I felt the laugh was on me.

The first person I met and spoke to was Busty Taylor (see picture section). He had a camera around his neck, and in the briefcase that was open at his feet I noticed, among other things, a tape measure and a compass. He turned to me and said, ‘So what do you think then?’ I looked at him, smiled, and said, ‘I was just going to ask you the same question.’ That started a conversation lasting approximately two hours. During our conversation we became aware of a gentleman stood behind us, who was probably eavesdropping on what we were saying. He was wearing a rather old-fashioned crash helmet, and although I had not noticed one on my way down the hill, I imagined him to have an old moped parked somewhere on the road. I also noticed two wires hanging from his jacket pocket, which I recognised as being what some people use for dowsing. I had an immediate memory flash (see picture section).

As a young man I served an apprenticeship as a bricklayer, and at 17 I worked with an old bricklayer who was about to retire. We were driven to a field in the country where two houses were going to be built. Our first job when we reached the site was to find water. Our boss told us that a water pipe crossed the land, but we didn’t know where. We searched for about ten minutes in the long grass near the road, looking for the usual water board sign, but found nothing.

Then suddenly, the old bricklayer took a penknife from his pocket and walked over to a hazel thicket. He peered up into the thin branches, then cut a Y-shaped piece of wood from the tree. He then walked back to the site, trimming off the unwanted leaves. He placed one of the two forks of wood in each hand and bent them around, so they looked like the handlebars of a bicycle that had been removed from their frame. He then began to walk diagonally across the land. Because of the length of the grass and the density at its base, he naturally lifted his legs higher than he would have done had he been walking on flatter terrain. It looked for all the world as though he was riding an invisible bicycle.

I confess, at that time I knew nothing about dowsing so I thought the old fellow had lost his marbles. Then suddenly he stopped, as the twig began to rise. I was told to mark the spot with a wooden stake, which I did. Then he did the same thing, but from another direction. As I hammered the next wooden stake into the ground, he told me that we would find the water pipe in a straight line beneath the two pegs, about 3 feet down. I hesitated for a moment, thought about it, then said, ‘I’ll dig the first hole, you dig the rest.’ I can assure you, there were more than murmurs of discontent as I dug down into the ground.

When I got down to about 3 feet, metal hit metal and the shudder ricocheted up my arm as the spade hit the metal pipe. I could not believe what had happened. I fired question after question at him, trying to find out how he did it, and how it worked. I searched around in the long grass, looking for the discarded piece of wood that he had used. I found it, picked it up and bent it around in my hands as he had done, then I too walked across the ground, and was amazed that it worked for me. Then I started to experiment with the piece of wood. I held it tightly in my hands, but it still moved upwards. Then I gripped it even tighter, trying to keep it still, but the bark twisted off the wood with the force as it tried to rise. I could not believe the energy that was present. The old bricklayer showed me what to look for in the hazel thicket so that I could cut my own, and I have found water on several occasions since.

A limited amount of study has been carried out on dowsing over the years, but no one has yet come up with a satisfactory answer as to how and why it works.

I had never used metal dowsing rods, only wood, and never for anything other than dowsing for water. So it was with a little apprehension that I asked the man in the crash helmet if I could use his rods to dowse the circle. I moved to the edge of the circle, placed a divining rod in each hand, and immediately the rods opened out in opposing directions. I then proceeded to walk across the circle. When I reached half way along the radius the rods swung back in, and crossed. When I reached the centre of the circle the rods swung back out again. The same thing happened on the way to the other side of the circle. I turned around and was about to make the same journey back across the circle when I noticed that a gusting breeze had developed. I thought that this could interfere with the action of the dowsing rods. As I proceeded to cross the circle, against this breeze, the rods crossed again, and I assumed there must be energy of some kind within the crop formation. With the rods still in my hands I walked between the two circles that were connected by a pathway of flattened wheat. The same thing happened again between the two circles, just as though there was an invisible circle between the two. Although none of us there knew what the dowsing rods were trying to tell us, we were all in agreement that a high energy was present in that crop formation – two weeks after it was laid down.

I handed the dowsing rods back to the gentlemen in the crash helmet. In turn he handed me a pamphlet from Circle Phenomena Research (CPR), and told me if I was interested to know more about the crop formations, these were the people to contact. I thanked him and Busty Taylor for their time, and left. I drove home very slowly that day, but my mind was acting as if it had been wired to a computer. I was frantically trying to get logical explanations for the questions I kept asking myself.

According to Busty, some people had seen simple circles as far back as 1976 (see picture section), but he personally had seen his first circle in 1985. Busty is a pilot, so why didn’t he see his first crop circle until then? I suddenly had a thought. If crop circles and formations had been occurring during the course of the war, then aircraft returning to their bases flying low over the southern fields of England should have seen them. At that time they might have thought of them as coded messages laid down by spies for enemy aircraft. Although they may have kept that as a closely guarded secret during the war, I’m sure we would have known about it afterwards. Although several Second World War pilots were asked if they had seen any, the answer was always negative.

I also chewed over the idea of possible lightning strikes on the other side of the planet. By the time the energy had travelled 8,000 miles or so through the Earth and come out the other side, maybe it would still have enough power to lay the corn down in these strange patterns. If, indeed, that was how lightning worked. It’s a fact that nature creates startling patterns – snowflakes, flowers, crystals and the like – so could electricity create these same effects in the fields? Lightning has struck the planet for millions of years, so this would have been a well-documented natural phenomenon. But in 1990 they were only just beginning to happen in other countries. Eighty per cent of the world’s crop formations were occurring within an equilateral triangle, formed between Winchester, Warminster and Wantage. It also crossed my mind that there might be a connection between the crop formations and the abundance of archaeological sites within this triangle. Those and many other ideas passed through my mind as I looked for logical explanations. Early on, I began to conclude that this was a modern day phenomenon. However, it is now known that crop circles happened as far back as the year 1000 and by the 1600s they were thought to be made by corn devils.

As soon as I arrived home, I read the CPR pamphlet that the gentleman had given to me in the crop formation. It had Colin Andrews’ telephone number on it, but when I rang the number all I got was an answering service. I tried several times later, but still had no luck. I had an overpowering feeling that I had to make contact with Colin Andrews, and it was not until about three weeks later that we first spoke (see picture section).

I read in a local newspaper that Colin and his colleague, Pat Delgado, would be in a local bookshop, signing a book they had written together called Circular Evidence. I thought that this would be a good time to touch base with Colin. But when I arrived at the shop, it was packed with people getting their books signed. Colin just had enough time to tell me that when he had finished his forthcoming tour of Australia, America and Japan, we could get together. So with a copy of their book tucked underneath my arm, I left. When I arrived home, I read their book from cover to cover, and it left no doubt in my mind of the authenticity of most crop formations at that time. It still left that big question though – what, or who, were the circle makers?

Weeks turned into months, and I was beginning to think that I would never see Colin again, let alone have a discussion. Then a friend visiting my home noticed a copy of Circular Evidence in my bookcase. He asked me if I was interested in the circle phenomenon. When he discovered I was, he told me that his son, Gary (Keel), and a friend of Gary’s, James Withers, were active members of CPR, and had been gathering information all that season. They had also been present at Operation Blackbird, an all-night surveillance at Westbury, which was set up by Colin in association with the BBC and Nippon Television and at which the army had also been present.

I could not believe my luck. I asked him whether it would be possible to meet up with Gary, and the following week he rang me. He told me that there was to be a meeting at his home, and that I was welcome to come. Colin would also be there, he added. I waited in eager anticipation, knowing that I was about to learn more about the phenomenon.

By the time I arrived, Colin was already there, browsing through many of the diagrams that Gary and James had drawn up from the information they had gathered that season. Each crop formation was listed and given a grid reference. Each individual crop circle’s floor pattern was also logged, so that Colin could feed all the information into his computer, making the information easy to retrieve at a later date. After this, we all relaxed and Colin began to tell us how he first became interested in crop formations.

In 1983 Colin was working as an electrical engineer for local government, and was returning from a job in Petersfield along the A272 towards Winchester. At Cheesefoot Head there is a natural amphitheatre called the Punchbowl. As Colin drove by, he happened to glance down, and what he saw changed his life. In the green corn, there was a quadruplet set of circles like those you would find on a dice. He was amazed at the sheer size and symmetry of this formation. Since that day, he said, he had personally photographed and measured over 1,000 of these formations. He had also logged over 3,000 into his computer. Until then I hadn’t realised there were that many formations in existence. He told us the phenomena began as simple circles, but had developed into what were then called pictograms. He’d also heard about other strange phenomena happening in and around these formations.

In 1987 Colin received information that a lady walking her dogs in Kimpton, near Andover, had noticed some strange lights in the sky above a field. Colin went to investigate, and discovered a crop circle below where the lights had been seen. He took precise measurements as he had always done, but on returning home he discovered that he had missed one important measurement, and decided to return to the field that evening. He arrived just before dusk. After he had obtained the measurement, he stood in the crop formation for a moment. Although he’s not a religious man, he put his hands together and prayed for some kind of help on the investigations into these circles, because after four years he was getting nowhere. As soon as he did this, a noise, something like a high pitched electronic buzz, came towards him from across the field. It stopped in a position close to him and began to increase in volume. He could tell its exact position and was beginning to panic. He then began to look for a point where he could exit the field as quickly as possible. But then it stopped. It seemed to sense that he was scared.

I asked Colin whether there was any scientific research being carried out on the wheat itself. He told me that a laboratory in Stroud was using a new German method and had obtained some remarkable results. They say that every living thing has its own energy structures, and that by analysing certain samples of body tissue, by the energy they find they can tell the condition of the different organs of the body. Now because you can do this with any living thing they decided (out of idle curiosity) to put the wheat through the same procedure. They discovered that the actual crystalline structure had changed. It was as if a high energy had passed through the wheat. It seemed to me to be undeniable evidence that something out of the ordinary was occurring. This, if nothing else, deserved some attention from the government.

When the crop circles form early in the season the crop recuperates and tries to grow vertically as normal. When the corn is ripe it enters the food chain. Yet to our knowledge (at that point in time) the government was showing no interest whatsoever, even though there could have been a public health issue. Colin had asked the government for financial backing to help with the increasing cost of his research, but to no avail. Colin said, ‘It was by pure chance the following year that I discovered a pilot had been paid for three months to fly over and film the crop formations by the Ministry of Agriculture. So we realised at that point that the government was showing a little interest in the crop formations.’ However some members of the royal family have shown more than a little interest, and Colin had furnished them with as much information as he could on the whole phenomenon.

Then Colin told us a strange story that happened at his home. He had converted his garage (which adjoins his house) into an office, and, because of the expensive equipment which he needed for his studies, he decided to install a security system. The system had worked fine, until one day he returned home with a soil sample from one of the circles. Because of the late hour, he decided to put the soil sample in the office and retire for the night. At 4.15am precisely the security alarm was activated. It woke the whole household. Thinking that the office had been broken into, Colin dashed down to investigate, but could find no reason for the alarm to have been activated. There were no visible signs of entry.

The next night at precisely 4.15am the alarm was activated again, and again it woke the whole house. Again Colin could find no reason for the alarm’s activation. So the next day Colin phoned a friend who was also an electrical engineer. He asked his friend to check the system thoroughly, which he did, and still neither of them could find anything wrong. Then Colin asked his friend to build a system around that which was already installed. So within a few days both systems were operational. Between them they had designed a system which they felt was foolproof. Nothing could enter that building, be it through the ceiling, the floors, the walls, the doors, or the windows, without setting off the alarm. They felt it was impenetrable.

Nothing happened for about a week after they had secured the office. Then every night for two weeks at precisely 4.15am, the alarms were activated. You can imagine the kind of reaction it had on his family. They tried to persuade Colin to drop the whole investigation. However their anxiety passed, and Colin continued. These events were verified later by the police constable to whom Colin had reported the incidents.

It was at this point that I asked Colin whether any of the strange things that had happened to him over the years had affected his approach to the whole investigation. He told me that he tries to keep both feet firmly on the ground, and approach the whole operation as a scientific study, but sometimes things are so bizarre that it becomes very difficult.

‘One morning I was sitting at my computer, logging in information on crop formations, when suddenly a voice, which was about an arm’s length from my head and slightly to my right, said, “What are you doing?” It had a profound effect on me,’ he said, ‘and ultimately changed the way that I entered the data into the computer. How can you add something like that into a scientific study?’

He continued, ‘I went to a crop formation the other day, and, when I arrived, there was a woman in the formation. I passed the time of day and proceeded to do my measuring. When I’d finished I began chatting to her. In the course of conversation she told me she was a medium, and that she’d been drawn to this particular formation. Then we began to talk generally, when all of a sudden she grabbed my arm very tightly with one hand and squeezed. Her eyes began to waver. “I have a message, I have a message coming through, it’s for you, you’ve been chosen,” she said. “You’ve been chosen to pick up a stone.”’ To save embarrassment and humour the woman, Colin looked around for a stone. There were literally thousands of them. It was a very stony part of the field. He looked for one particular stone and walked over to a spot where a stone was half buried in the soil. He wriggled it free from the dirt. As he turned it over there was a replica of the inner circle of Stonehenge on the other side (see picture section).

Pointing to his head, Colin said, ‘I’ve learned to take everything on board, because you never know when it may become relevant to some other strange event.’ Then Colin went on to say that while he was lecturing in Australia, he’d heard a story of a strange event which had happened at a dam, near West Turaff in the Mali region of Northwest Victoria. Colin went to investigate and spent a week at the farm of Nancy Jolly, on whose land the event took place.

Mr Jolly explained to Colin what happened on the evening of 6 December 1989: ‘My son was sitting on the veranda and I was in the house, then suddenly my son called out, to draw my attention to what was happening above the dam. I quickly rushed outside and joined him on the veranda. For about five or ten minutes we both observed a yellowish-golden light hovering above the dam. Then suddenly it vanished. We noticed that all the time the light was over the dam, the sheep were very restless. It was a clear, starlit night so we decided to wait outside while the sheep settled down. At daybreak my son and I drove to the dam.’ Mr Jolly went on, ‘We couldn’t comprehend what we saw next.’

Two thirds of the water in the dam had gone, and twelve crop circles had appeared in a field adjoining the dam. They were standard crop circles, four of them were twelve feet across, and the other eight ranged from between 6 and 8 feet in diameter. Three weeks later, sheep that were in a pen began to go frantic, and above them was another large yellow-orange light hovering over the pen. The night before Colin was due to leave the farm at the end of his week’s stay, he drove up the old dirt road to take one last look at the dam and its surrounding area. He parked the car, switched off the headlights and got out. He closed the door behind him, and moved away from the car. It was then that he realised how much darker it was in the countryside in Australia than England. Fearing that he might lose sight of his car, he moved back to the driver’s door and leant against it, letting his head roll back onto the roof.

He was then looking directly up into the night sky. He began thinking about a specific crop formation. He thought how nice it would be for a crop formation like this to appear in the fields near to where he was standing. A few days later a message was received at CPR headquarters back in England that a formation similar to the one Colin had thought about that night in Australia had appeared seven miles away from where he was stood. Coincidence? I wonder.

Colin then told us of a strange set of events that took place in 1976 just off the A272 where Colin had seen his first crop formation. It involved Joyce Bowls and Ted Pratt, who at the time were having an affair. They had parked a short distance along the Chilcombe Road, when Joyce and Ted saw a large golden ball of light appear over the field to their left. They watched it for a short time, when suddenly a shaft of light came from the underside of the hovering object.

Several alien beings walked through (not around) trees and bushes and surrounded their mini. One of the aliens leaned on the bonnet, and peered in at them. Needless to say they were both petrified. They were then taken aboard the craft. They were told and shown many things, some of which she believed she was not at liberty to divulge.

She did however contact Colin on the subject, because it involved Colin’s work on the crop formations. Joyce told Colin that at one point the aliens had said, ‘This is our field’, indicating the field beneath. At the time it meant nothing to her, but when she became aware of Colin’s work (and where the crop formations were occurring) she believed it might have some significance. When it was time to leave the craft they recalled very little.

The next thing they remembered was going around a round-about some 15 miles away on the outskirts of Southampton, which was not where they wanted to be. What makes this story believable is that they ruined both of their marriages to tell the media, because they felt it to be so important that the world knew.

Interestingly, the old megalithic yard is 2.72 feet, and when you realise the importance of the ‘A’ (a pyramidal shape) to our ancestors, is it more than a coincidence that Colin saw his first crop formation just off the A272? Or that Joyce Bowles and Ted Pratt had their close encounter of the third kind just off the A272? Since that time many crop formations have appeared in that field.

In 1990, Brian Tubb, an engineer whose job it is to mend combine harvesters, was called to a farm one mile from the A272. Combine harvesters do not usually break down at the farmyard, so he was following directions on an Ordnance Survey map. When he was getting close to the point where the harvester should be, he noticed a huge circle of flattened wheat in the same field. To make conversation, he commented about it to the farmer when he arrived. Brian was a sceptic at that time and said to the farmer, ‘I see you have one of those hoaxes on your land.’ The farmer replied, ‘You think they’re hoaxes do you?’ The farmer asked Brian ‘What time do you finish work?’ Brian said ‘About 5.30pm.’ ‘Stick around until 6.00pm and keep looking up,’ said the farmer.

That evening Brian stopped work at 5.45pm and, intrigued, sat back on an embankment and looked up as the farmer had said. He told me that at around 6.00pm a flock of geese flew over the field. Being a countryman himself, he could not believe what he saw next.

He knew that geese fly in a direct course when returning from where they feed to their roosting site, and maintain a V-shaped flying formation. As the geese neared the circle they broke formation, flew around the crop circle and regrouped once they reached the other side. This was my first clue that the magnetic field may be disturbed in and above a crop formation.

The only strange story I could think of to go with this bevy of information was one that I experienced on 1 June 1974. I had the TV on in the lounge and was not taking too much notice of it, until what appeared to be a news bulletin came on at around 10 to 1. A gentleman in a trenchcoat was standing some distance away from a chemical plant that was on fire behind him. In the foreground just behind him were firemen who seemed to be a long way from the actual fire to be of any use in putting it out. As he spoke, it became obvious why. The fire, he claimed, was so hot it was melting windows half a mile away. Given the temperature required to melt glass, it must have been impossible to get anywhere near that fire for hours.

These details stuck in my mind so much so that when my wife returned from shopping around 3 o’clock I told her of the event. When it came time for the 6 o’clock news, I called my wife into the lounge to see it for herself. The newsreader said, ‘At around 4.45pm today, a huge fire broke out at a chemical plant at Flixborough and firemen from several fire brigades in that area are trying to bring it under control.’ Then he said, ‘We are now going over live to Flixborough.’ To my amazement it was exactly the same report that I had seen at 10 to 1. My wife said, ‘How did you see this before it happened?’ All I could say was that I had.

At a later date, Arthur C Clarke investigated the phenomenon because several other people had also seen it at the same time as me. At the time I was not into premonitions, so I looked for a logical answer. The report would have been bounced via satellite to our TV sets through the equipment at the TV centre, so it would have gone into space and back. What could possibly have sent it back to four hours before it happened? Several people saw it, so it did happen, but how?

We sat there listening to story after story and I remember wondering where the hell it was all leading. The meeting finally wound up at around midnight, and since that night Colin has become a great friend, as have Gary and James and their families. When I arrived home I found it very difficult to sleep, and at 2.00am found myself wandering around the house trying to formulate logical answers to and explanations for all that I’d heard that evening. I thought it was impossible. These were genuine guys telling me what they considered to be genuine stories. So to get logical answers for illogical stories, I allowed myself the luxury of believing that everything I’d heard was accurate and true. I then tried to imagine the whole concept from an extra-terrestrial point of view.

Some people think that if there are such things as extra-terrestrial beings (that have travelled thousands of light years across the universe from a distant star system) they would automatically land outside the Houses of Parliament, or the White House and say, ‘Hi, we’re your new neighbours!’ It’s this very earthly, almost Neanderthal, way of thinking that has wiped out almost all of the indigenous peoples of our planet. ‘Hi, we’re your new neighbours, we’ve got it right, you’ve got it wrong. From now on you do it our way, because if you don’t we have the power to wipe you out, and will do so without hesitation. You’ve got no one on your side, we have God on ours. So sit down, don’t moan, be quiet, don’t argue, and we’ll get along fine together. Oh and by the way, your country now belongs to us. Have a nice day.’

Even at this level of thinking (that of our ancestors), unless aliens had done some investigative work, they could just as easily land in Tiananmen Square on a bad day, or outside a civic hall in Bosnia, or Baghdad. Do you get the picture? Have you noticed that it has become increasingly difficult to find somewhere safe to go on holiday? It’s about time you realised, if you hadn’t already, that we are a very barbaric race. I’m sure that someone with the intelligence to travel thousands of light years across the universe is not going to land willy nilly somewhere on our planet and be blown away by some crazies.

Let’s imagine for a while that, in the star system Orion, there is a planet that cooled from its molten state 20 million years before the Earth, and that life itself began 20 million years before that of the Earth. Evolving at the same rate as ours, it would be logical to think that the life forms could be 20 million years more advanced than our own civilisations here on Earth. Try to imagine that they reached the same point in their evolution as we’ve reached today, 20 million years ago. Let’s also imagine that they were able to conquer disease, poverty, pollution, wars and, finally, 20 million years ago they launched into space, and have since conquered light travel, time travel and forms of travel that we could not even conceive today. I’m sure that their brilliant minds would have needed the stimulation to travel through space and seek out other civilisations of the same intelligence that they themselves possess.

Here on Earth we are just beginning to realise the stupidity of enforcing our particular culture’s beliefs and ways of life onto people from other walks of life. Any government with any grey matter between its ears would know that this is wrong. But it still happens.

Let’s also imagine that these beings crossed space and time and discovered the existence of Earth eight million years ago or more (and I suspect more) and compared to their level of intelligence we seemed so backward that they just observed us from a safe distance and have done so ever since. They would also have seen our recent primitive attempts to explore space before we’d solved the problems we have on Earth. They might believe that we have reached a point in our evolution where it is possible to give us a helping hand into the future that we so desperately seek.

Over that eight million years, might they have helped us indirectly? Could they have observed us rolling heavy stones on logs, and helped us to invent the wheel? Might they have looked over our shoulder 4,000 years ago and helped us to invent the plough, which gave mankind more time to develop his arts and his culture? Could it be that 2,000 years ago they even helped with the birth of Christianity, and the belief in one God and – dare I say it – even have been there and had something to do with the birth of Jesus? What was the bright star over Bethlehem? Could this have all been done to bring mankind together, to make him think as one? Could they still be looking over our shoulder now, in the present day, and can they see that religion is now fragmenting and pulling mankind apart? Could they know that this would and should happen before we can really break through to the new age? I believe that, since the birth of Christ, we have again reached a critical point in the evolution of mankind – a turning point.

The human race has been taught for 2,000 years to follow in the footsteps of God, and if mankind doesn’t understand right from wrong by now, when will he? Is there going to be a point where we can put what we’ve learnt from Christianity into practice? There should be, but I think not. This is how I was thinking that night in late 1990. My thoughts today have changed on those subjects – but not by that much.