re: What horrors really lurk down at the deepest part of our oceans?

Sorry but Megalodon hasn't been around for about 2 million years.

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Was that a goliath grouper?

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yea but its possible he wasnt noodling. looked like it was sitting at the floor where they camouflage, either way one of them had eyes bigger than their stomach

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Honestly, it was probably a huge floating island of trash.

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Actually ... we thought the ship was pulling something in its wake, far behind it, until it passed the cruiser then submersed, then came up beside it some ways away ... then we lost sight of it.

Here's the kicker .... the commo officer, slash navigator, was able to hail the RTO of the ship, that's how we found out it was a cruise ship, and he laughingly told them what we had seen ... and the RTO told us they had picked it up on radar or sonar, but couldn't set eyes on what it was.

Now, the seas were rough enough down there that we could actually make out white caps ... and we had noted a few large icebergs north of them and other ships during most of the flight after we left Maine ... but this was no iceberg IMHO. It was big though. And it was black and white. Very defined but underwater we assumed because it would appear in shades.

If I had to describe it I would say it resembled a .....nah, I'd better not say. It's just not believable.

We all agreed to not talk about it ... things were different back then.

One time we jumped into Siciley DZ at Bragg ... middle of the night, pitch black dark. I was Primary JM on that jump as well but I had a butter bar LT acting asy secondary and we had slow sticks that night so we got out of our bird late, probably 5 seconds after green ... well into red.

We were well down into the lower part of the DZ ... a huge DZ mind you, ... the LT's name was Mike Harris from UT Chattanooga, I'll never forget it ... big UT Vols fan. And when we were rolling up our chutes we saw something, in the sky ... something I will never forget. It was ... well ... a UFO. There was no other explaination.

Now I shared that because we both agreed that night to never tell anyone .... but when we finally made it back to the cattle cars a lot of other troops were mumbling about it - others had seen it as well - but no official reports were ever filed.

Things were different back then.

I've had young troops, at reunions, tell me they still see things out there .... and pilot friends of mine. So it's still going on ... unexplainable things are out there. But not many people are awake enough to notice ... or their view is blocked by city lights, or they never look down or never look up ... or they rarely fly over the middle of the oceans in daylight or are never in remote areas at 3AM .... but I suspect those that are, and do, but they never talk about it for whatever reasons.

But there are things out there yet to be discovered or explained. We're just little tiny specks on this earth ... 7 billion of us barely make a dent really, in terms of awareness of our surroundings. There are plenty of surprises still in store.

Yeah sarge, what did you see man?

You were cruising at 42000 and could see white caps? Not saying you didn't see something, but you seem to be taking a few liberties here.

What did you think you saw?

Many many people that have spent time on the ocean have similar stories. He are arrogant and ignorant and much of what we think we know is wrong. I have seen some weird shite too and I was rarely more than 100 miles out.

In the 80's We saw a great hammerhead swimming on the surface of Louisiana that was bigger than our helicopter 26 feet, The pilot circled it for a minute or so and lined up the shadow of the helicopter with the shark, and estimated the shark at 26-28 feet in length. Way bigger than their alleged maximum size,

Off Chandeleur islands in the 90s I also saw an almost perfectly square area of wind white caps and 2 feets seas about 500 yards across move across the water with a wind field about 20-30 mph on a day when it was smooth as glass on no wind clouds or anything. I still cant believe it and have no clue what it was or wasn't but half a dozen fishing boats were there and we all saw it. No one had a clue. It was like there was a giant invisible fan moving over the water, but the edges were too crisp for that too

One of the most remarkable, and probably unique, characteristics of humans is the way we remember events. While we still don't know the exact mechanism with which our brains record memories, we know for absolute certain that, as we repeatedly recall them, they change.

Each time we call up a memory it's like taking a book off a library shelf. However, we never put the memory back as we would the book. A memory is made within the context of the environment we're experiencing at the time, the way we feel, and the nature of what we're experiencing; for example, a dangerous experience is more poignantly recorded than is a blasé one.

The call up of a memory is total. We actually are reliving it in a new environment, feeling different and certainly not in the same context in which it was recorded; for example, the same danger level wouldn't exist.

It's called the Reconsolidation Theory. It isn't re-recorded as it originally was. It has changed and each time it's called up it changes more.

That's why the 18" bass becomes 2 feet. The 4' alligator becomes 7 feet. The 3-foot rattler becomes 6 feet, and so on.

It's human nature and there isn't a thing we can do about it short of making a video of everything we experience. My point is that our memories are faulty and stories about monsters usually originate from this involuntary embellishment by our brains.

interesting, i found a bullfrog under my boat a couple years ago that i swear was as big as a basketball. no one believed me. i wonder how big it will be when i have grandchildren.

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Of course, it works in the other direction as well so she may be telling everyone about your 4" nub.

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4" flaccid. I'm a grower, not a show'er

Actually it reads


OOOOk-lahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain,
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet, When the wind comes right behind the rain.
OOOOk-lahoma, Ev'ry night my honey lamb and I, Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk makin' lazy circles in the sky