Beerwah, 1990s [reported 2006]
Beerwah, 1990s [reported 2006]
For a couple of years I lived in Beerwah, in the Sunshine Coast hinterland. The area is over-shadowed by Mt. Tibrogargan, or as the locals call it, Monkey Mountain. At the time I was working as a hospital wardsman after fifteen years in the Army. I was coming off shift one night at about 2325, heading towards the mountain. I was about 15 minutes from home when a ‘light’ flew out of the top part of the mountain. It was moving at a fast speed and then it just stopped about 10 kilometres from the mountain and it stayed there.
I stopped and watched. Four minutes later [I timed it, old habits] a mass of ‘lights’ flew out of the top of the mountain. There were so many that I could not count them, just a mass of lights. They then started to form a number of formations, changing from formation to formation with absolute flawless ease. This ‘show’, for want of a better word, continued for eighteen minutes and twenty seven seconds. They then returned to the mountain and entered it through a number of different entrances.
I had lived in the town long enough to know a number of the locals, born and bred there on the numerous pineapple farms. The next day before going on shift that night, I told one about what I had seen. I did not get the reaction that I had expected. ‘Oh, the lights! We’ve been seeing them going in and out of the mountain for more years than I can remember. We don’t worry about them now’. He gave me direct eye contact and said, ‘I wouldn’t either if I were you.’ He then turned around and walked away before I could ask him anything else. I spoke to a number of other long time residents that morning and apart from the veiled warning, the stories were just about the same. Lights being seen going in and out of the mountain for many a year, becoming such a normal occurrence that hardly anyone took any notice. One person who had been born in the area and was, I am guessing, about sixty plus, did tell me that if I had not been known, no one would have spoken to me about it. They would have laughed at me as they apparently have done to strangers in the past.
On another occasion after the first episode, I arrived home at 2350. As I got out of the car I looked up. The night sky was a mass of stars, more stars than I had ever seen, they looked out of place and yet they were no brighter than the other stars in the night sky. After three minutes and eight seconds one part of the sky ‘blacked’ out, leaving only the usual stars. Ninety seconds later, the other part of the sky ‘blacked’ out, again leaving the usual night sky. This time I did not go around asking questions. Once bitten twice shy. Also, fifteen years in the Army taught me when to keep my mouth shut. I know nothing of your organisation, I read about in today’s Sunday paper. I don’t know if you know about ‘Monkey Mountain’ but a lot of the locals certainly do, enough not to be afraid of it but to respect it and to protect it from outsiders.
Beerwah, Queensland, Australia