The whole time he’s trying to hide his face. He doesn’t want us to see his face. We were trying to take pictures of hime – very covertly
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“Dave, who is closer to him just points as it’s pretty obvious from the sign. Dave says: ‘Right there.’ He pulls his hat down, rushes around to the trunk of his car and pops the trunk open. This was in the Nevada heat; this kid digs around the trunk and gets a coat; a flannel coat. The whole time he’s trying to hide his face. He doesn’t want us to see his face. We were trying to take pictures of him —very covertly. Then, he goes over to the billboard; there’s this little artistic drawing and it says what life was like for the natives. It’s a painting of a few native people, a handful of little comments about what they did, how they lived.
He stands there for probably another twenty minutes just staring at this thing.
Then he shouts over to us: ‘I guess I’ll go up there.’ And he takes off. “Now, the trail does a big loop, if you want to take the long trail to get there. It’s about a quarter of a mile. So, he takes off up this loop. We watch him and he gets around this rise and it kind of goes over some rocks and then he’s gone—because the trail goes down the other side. Then it comes up and approaches the cave form behind. So, we waited, again, for another half hour, because we wanted to do some filming for a project we were doing. Then, we decided to hit the trail and we’re filming as we walk up the trail. David had the camera and I’m talking a bit about the caves and the legend.
We get up to the rise and the trail hooks around to the left and we’re still walking and all of a sudden this kid is behind us. It was the strangest damned thing. “This kid had actually snuck off the trail and was hiding behind some rocks, waiting for us to go by. So, we just can’t believe this. So, we stopped and he’s glancing back at us. And every time we stopped, he stopped. He’ll bend down, pick up a rock; look at a weed, or something like that. And, again, it’s very forced. So, we do about two-thirds of the trail and there’s an outcropping of rocks to the left. And to the right there’s a look-out point. We climb this outcrop and we’re sitting out and we just waited. And, this kid, he hemmed and hawed, trying to delay and looking at things and, finally, he goes past us.
He goes over to the look-out point and he kept glancing over at us. “We’re taking pictures on our cell-phones and he glances at us at one point and sees us with the cell-phones. Then, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cell-phone. And this is what he’s doing: looking at us as if he’s trying to understand how to use it. He’s stealing glances at us, like to make sure he’s doing it right. Very weird. He stands there at this look-out point for a while, pretending to take pictures. Then, finally, he continues on. We let him go and we wait and we wait. Probably another twenty minutes; maybe half an hour. Then, we slowly make our way up to the rest of the trail, where the cave is. Figuring that by now surely this kid has gone, as the cave is small. As we get to the entrance of the cave, he pops out like some mad cuckoo.
He rushes passed us; he’s in a sudden hurry to get out of there. And runs down the trail. We spent probably an hour and a half or two hours in the cave, because we wanted to check out a lot of different things related to the reports. And we did some filming, too. Took a lot of photographs inside and out. We took our time. “Well, when we finally left the cave, and we took that corner, where you can see the parking-lot, there’s that kid sitting in his car. And as soon as we turned the corner, and started to trek down, he hits the gas and goes flying out of the parking-lot.
As if, again, he waited to see exactly how long we were going to be there and what we were going to do. It’s funny: some elements reminded me of the John Keel story of the Oriental Man in Black who stole an ink-pen [a story told in Keel’s The Mothman Prophecies]. And, I should add, this car he was driving: no license plates at all. “We make our way down to the jeep and head back to town. And, when we get to about where the pavement starts, going into Lovelock, another vehicle comes toward us—pulls over very dramatically and suddenly onto the side of the road.
Now, this is an all-black vehicle, with blacked-out windows. By now, we’re not paranoid, but we are thinking there’s something really odd going on here. So, I’m sitting at a stop-sign, watching this car do a very sudden U-turn to come and get behind us. I turned at the stop-sign, and the entrance to the freeway is right there, so I jumped on the interstate. This car was coming up behind us.
Basically trying to catch up; he got caught up at the stop-sign as there was some other traffic. But, I left him back somewhere. “At the least, this is all weird synchronicities. The final anecdote is that from the time we were there at Lovelock Cave and had all these weird incidents, when me and Dave now speak on the phone, we get weird interference. Noises, clicking sounds. It doesn’t happen when he speaks to other people; it doesn’t happen when I speak to other people. But, it does if we bring something up about the cave.” High strangeness in Nevada, indeed!