I just got back from a lovely trip to the pacific coast in Mendocino. On my way I passed through Clear Lake, which is a place I spent many summers growing up in the 1970’s. It was there in 1973, when we were way out on the lake late at night, that my father and I saw a UFO. There was no moon, so magnitude 6 stars could be seen. At about magnitude 4, we both saw a point of light traveling in a very erratic and fast motion. It then zipped across the sky and disappeared. That experience left a deep impression on me. Here is a picture of the lake from the East side looking north where I saw this:
Later that day we arrived at the cost of Mendocino. There is only one word to describe it – PERFECT.