UFO. Russia

Goebbel Pyotr Gordeevich wrote to the Commission on the:

After reading the article in Sov. Russia decided to write a seen and experienced one of the natural phenomena. It may be useful in your work.

Time of action: somewhere between 49 and 52 years.

Place of action: Yaroslavl region . Poshekhono Volodarsky district. The forest area between the villages of Zubarevo and Falileika.

The beginning of the hunting season. Somewhere on November 13-14.

The fields are caught by a slight frost. The so-called powder fell out at night. I decided to take a walk on the stakes with a gun and a hound dog.

In the forest, the audibility is amazing, you can hear the windfall crunching in the distance under the feet of some animal or person, and at least a kilometer to the edge. There is no movement of air, even the leaves on the high birch do not waver. I move through the forest slowly, trying not to crunch the dead wood under my feet and even not to rustle the fallen leaves from aspens and birches. And the dog, making circles, occasionally appears in my eyes. I can hear perfectly well where she is, who she is giving her voice to.

The hare has not yet kicked out, the fox is not yet in a fur coat, and I remember there was no hunting to shoot. So we walked with her for a couple of hours

and they went to the village, home.

The time was about sixteen o'clock. Dull. And it's getting late. I reached the edge of the forest. The dog is already far ahead of me. Suddenly I hear her whimpering and rushing towards me with her tail between her legs. She ran up, and as if she wanted to hide between her legs.

I have already had such a case. She was chased by two young wolves last year. Then I didn't understand what was going on and shot at them with small shot.

Slowly I reload my gun with buckshot and with a few jumps I stand behind a bush at the edge of the forest. The whole field is visible. In the distance there is a dog and several huts. There is no one on the field or on the sides. But some rustling is heard above us.

I look up, I see white balls slowly descending from the sky. A ball more than a meter in diameter descends directly on me.

I am a participant in the Second World War, and the first thing that came to mind was some new enemy weapon. Immediately rushed under the paws of a thick spruce. The ball calmly landed on the grass. It turned out that the ball was made of snow, and its shell was several snowflakes, but inside it was empty. They began to fall and immediately crumble into balls of different sizes.

Emboldened, I came out of hiding, I see a pancake shape falling directly on the dog, and the same lump of snow the size of a couple of huts, but before reaching the roofs, it began to crumble.

When I got home, I began to tell about this miracle, but no one believed me. But I could not be deceived if I kicked the balls with my foot that did not have time to melt and crumble.

 That's what I decided to tell you.