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Ottawa, Ontario                                                  

March 7, 2001

This is what I recall. I am already outside, down at the water's edge at Stathcoma Park. This park is less than a mile from where I live, in Ottawa, Ontario. The water is part of the Ottawa River, which runs right through the city of Ottawa, in the south end where I live. Anyway, I recall standing at the water's edge, in the late evening, it's already dark out, I don't recall seeing anyone else near by. From my left, I recall hearing a low rumbling noise, this noise came very slowly in my direction, following the course of the water. I recall seeing a HUGE craft, about 1/2 the size of a football field. (approximately size wise). It was floating about 1,000 feet up in the air, gray in color, "floating "very slowly, almost silent except for this very low rumbling noise. There appeared to be lots of small windows on the top section. I remember I was feeling very much in awe, and very impressed by the HUGE, massive size. I wasn't scared at all. I "knew" I was safe, I knew I wouldn't get hurt or harmed in any way by the craft. In total I watched it for about 10 minutes. I don't remember whether it just vanished, or kept "floating" past till it was out of sight or what. But my last recollection was of me looking up into the sky almost directly above, 1,000 feet into the sky and seeing this HUGE craft. I can still picture the craft in vivid detail in my mind. I have tried to sketch it for you, but my attempt doesn't really do the actual craft proper justice. I did have something else to tell you concerning this craft. A male friend of mine, "J" met up with me the following day or so later. Like myself, "J" is also very much interested in UFO material. I told him of my experience of the evening of March 7/2001. As I was telling him, his very eager manor indicated he had something to tell me. "J" had been about 1 hour after dark on the evening of March 7/2001, on Cummings bridge, which spans the Ottawa river. Now Cummings bridge is about 1 mile up river, to my left. "J" said he was standing on the bridge, used by cars and pedestrians and alike. He said he saw lights flashing in the sky directly above the water, about a few hundred feet in the air. There was still allot of ice on the water. These lights were flashing and moving down river very slowly. (They would have been moving in my direction) "J" said he watched the lights slowly move down river until they disappeared. He didn't follow them, he says, now I wishes he had. "J" said he went back to the same spot on the bridge in the morning light, and noticed that the ice was broken up directly down the middle of the river, and as if it had been cut by a knife.Not usual in ice break up with chunks floating willy-hilly about. But a exact straight cut through the ice. Straight down the course of the river. Probably the same path the lights had taken. My friend "J" and I were both surprised we witnessed the same craft. "J" from the bridge, me an hour or so later at the water's edge. My friend "T" did ask me what kind of craft I thought it might be. "Mothership" immediately came to mind. Thanks to Johanna for her report