Date: August: 5, 1953
Location: Ellsworth AFB, South Dakota, USA
Source: Captain Edward J. Ruppelt, Former Director of
Project Blue BOOK
I first heard about the sighting about two o'clock on
the morning of August 11,1953, when Max Futch called me from ATIC. A few
minutes before, a wire had come in carrying a priority just under that reserved
for flashing the word the U.S. has been attacked. Max had been called over to
ATIC by the OD to see the report, and he thought that I should see it. I was a
little hesitant to get dressed and go out to the base, so I asked Max what he
thought about the report. His classic answer will go down in UFO history,
"Captain," Max said in his slow, pure Louisiana drawl, "you know
that for a year I've read every flying saucer report that's come in and that I
never really believed in the things." Then he hesitated and added, so fast
that I could hardly understand hini, "But you should read this wire."
The speed with which he uttered this last statement was in itself enough to
convince me. When Max talked fast, something was important.
A half hour later I was at ATIC - just in time to get
a call from the Pentagon. Someone else had gotten out of bed to read his copy
of the wire.
I used the emergency orders that I always kept in my
desk and caught the first airliner out of Dayton to Rapid City, South Dakota. I
didn't call the 4602nd because I wanted to investigate this one personally. I
talked to everyone involved in the incident and pieced together an amazing
story.
Shortly after dark on the night of twelfth, the Air
Defense Command radar station at Ellsworth AFB, just east of Rapid City, had
received a call from the local Ground Observer Corps filter center. A lady
spotter at Black Hawk, about 10 miles west of Ellsworth, had reported an
extremely bright light low on the horizon, off to the northeast. The radar had
been scanning an area to the west, working a jet fighter in some practice
patrols, but when they got the report they moved the sector scan to the
northeast quadrant There was a target exactly where the lady repored the light
to be. The warrant officer who was the duty controller for the night, told me that
he'd studied the target for several minutes. He knew how weather could affect
radar but this target was well defined, solid, and bnght." It seemed to be
moving, but very slowly. He called for an altitude reading, and the man on the
height-finding radar checked his scope. He also had the target - it was at
16.000 feet.
The warrant officer picked up the PHONE and asked the filter center to connect him with
the spotter. They did, and ihe two people compared notes on the UFO's position
for several minutes. But right in the middle of a sentence the lady suddenly
stopped and excitedly said, "It'sstarting to move - it's moving southwest
toward Rapid."
The controller looked down at his scope and the target
was begining to pick up speed and move southwest. He yelled at two of his men
to run outside and take a look. In a second or two one of them shouted back
that they could both see a large bluish-white light moving toward Rapid City.
The controller looked down at his scope, the target was moving toward Rapid
City. As all three parties watched the light and kept up a steady cross
conversation of the description, the UFO swiftly made a wide SWEEP around Rapid City and returned to its original
position in the sky.
A master sergeant who had seen and heard the
happenings told me that in all his years of duty - combat radar operations in
both Europe and Korea - he'd never been so completely awed by anything. When
the warrant officer had yelled down at him and asked him what he thought they
should do, he'd just stood there. "After all," he told me, "what
in hell couldf we do - they're bigger than all of us."
But the warrant officer did do something. He called to
the F-84 pilot he had on combat air patrol west of the base and told him to get
ready for an intercept. He brought the pilot around south of the base and gave
him a course correction thai would take him riglit into the light. which was
still at 16.000 feet. By this time the pilot had it spotted. He made the turn,
and when he closed to within about 3 miles of the target, it began to move. The
controller saw it begin to move, the spotter saw it begin to move and the pilot
saw it begin to move - all at the same time There was now no doubt that all of
them were watching the same object.
Once it began to move, the UFO picked up speed fast
and started to climb, heading north, but the F-84 was right on its tail. The
pilot would notice that the light was getting brighter, and he'd call the
controller to tell him about it. But the controller's answer would always be
the same, "Roger, we can see it on the scope."
There was always a limit as to how near the jet could
get, however. The controller told me that it was just as if the UFO had some
kind of an automatic warning radar linked to its power supply. When something
got too close to it, it would automatically pick up speed and pull away. The
separation distance always remained about 3 miles.
The chase continued on north out of sight of the
lights of Rapid City and the base - into some very black night.
When the UFO and the F-84 got about 120 miles to the
north, the pilot checked his fuel; he had to come back. And when I talked to
him, be said he was damn glad that he was running out of fuel because being out
over some mighty desolate country alone with a UFO can cause some worry.
Both the UFO and the F-84 had gone off the scope, but
in a few minutes the jet was back on, heading for home. Then 10 or 15 miles
behind it was the UFO target also coming back.
While the UFO and the F-84 were returning to the base
- the F-84 was planning to land - the controller received a call from the jet
interceptor squadron on the base. The alert pilots at the squadron had heard
the conversations on their radio and didn't believe it. "Who's nuts up
there?" was the comment that passed over the wire from the pilots to the
radar people. There was an F-84 on the line ready to scramble, the man on the PHONE said, and one of the pilots, a World War II and
Korean veteran, wanted to go up and see a flying saucer. The controller said,
"OK, go."
In a minute or two the F-84 was airborne and the
controller was working him toward the light. The pilot saw it right away and
closed in. Again the light began to climb out, this time more toward the
northeast. The pilot also began to climb, and before long the light, which at
first had been about 30 degrees above his horizontal line of sight, was now
below him. He nosed the '84 down to pick up speed, but it was the same old
story - as soon as he'd get within 3 miles of the UFO, it would put on a burst
of speed and stay out ahead.
Even though the pilot could see the light and hear the
ground controller telling him that he was above it, and alternately gaining on
it or dropping back, he still couldn't believe it - there must be a simple
explanation He turned off all of his lights - it wasn't a reflection from any
of the airplane's lights because there it was. A reflection from a ground
light, maybe. He rolled the airplane - the position of the light didn't change.
A star - he picked out three bright stars near the light and watched carefully.
The UFO moved in relation to the three stars. Well, he thought to himself, if
it's a real object out there, my radar should pick it up too; so he flipped on
his radar-ranging gun sight. In a few seconds the red light on his sight
blinked on - something real and solid was in front of him. Then he was scared.
When I talked to him, he readily admitted that he'd been scared. He'd met MD
109's, FW 190's and ME 262's over Germany and he'd met MIG-15's over Korea but
the large, bright, bluish-white light had scared - he asked the controller if
he could break off the intercept
This time the light didn't come back.
What he UFO went off the scope it was headed toward
Fargo, North Dakota, so the controller called the Fargo filter center.
"Had they had any reports of unidentified lights?" he asked. They
hadn't.
But in a few minutes a call came back. Spotter posts
on a southwest- northeast line a few miles west of Fargo had reported a
fast-moving, bright bluish-white light.
This was an unknown - the best..
The sighting was thoroughly investigated, and I could
devote pages of detail on how we looked into every facet of the incident; but
it will suffice to say that in every facet we looked into we saw nothing.
Nothing but a big question mark asking what was it.
Captain Edward J.
Ruppelt
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