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I knew absolutely nothing about them. The leading man then told me that the kind of locations that I had associated with SAC events could equally-well be associated with the regions in which mysterious crop-circles were persistently appearing. He introduced himself as Colin Andrews (now a well-known author and researcher of the phenomenon), handed me his card and invited me to join in the research which he and his companions were pursuing. Well, it was very pleasing to get that kind of response to a long and demanding lecture –- but those counties of Southern England seemed to be just too far away from my northern Cheshire home to make a link-up seem attractive. However, fate had other ideas on that matter. To cut a long and almost unbelievable story short, during August 1988, my wife Marion and I found ourselves driving through rainstorms to a rendezvous with Colin Andrews and others of his team in Andover, Hampshire. Where that meeting led to, over the years to the present day, will be told in broad outline with occasional detail, in the chapters of this, Phase 3, part of the story. Through the crop-circle phenomenon, everything told previously in this book has been, or is being, vindicated.
    Marion and I travelled to the home of Colin Andrews and were given a very friendly welcome. Also present on that night were fellow researchers F.C. (Busty) Taylor and Don Teursley. Colin proceeded to show extraordinary video footage of crop circles and of other, possibly UFO-related, phenomena. We were suitably impressed by what we saw and heard. Busty Taylor offered to take us into one of the remaining specimens next day– a then-unique circle surrounded by two Saturn-like rings of flattened crop.
    We waited for Busty in Stockbridge, Hampshire, at lunch time, in a rainstorm. Fortunately, the rain ceased when we met and we piled into Busty’s Metro for what turned out to be an exciting ride on a bumpy and lumpy old green track running into the depths of the countryside. We finally arrived alongside a large soggy field of over-ripe wheat. Therein, some metres from the edge of the field, lay the object of our attention. Wellington boots and waterproof kit were the donned by me while Busty, who was not so well equipped, stood by patiently. He and I then made our boot-clogged way into a large circular pan of flattened crop, crossing two flattened rings en route. I was taken aback by the size of this formation, in which the lay of the crop was clearly spiralled. It had lain there for some weeks and had been well trampled. I remember asking if perhaps someone with a roller had produced this specimen. Busty quickly countered that suggestion by telling me that when the formation had first been discovered the stalks of the crop had been flattened without damage. A 90 degree gentle bend had been produced at the base of each stem and the plant had not in any way been damaged. Given that information, I was clearly at a loss to understand how the formation had been produced. I looked around me and particularly noted that the field was slightly sloping uphill to our right. My next question was, “Is this formation perfectly circular Busty?” His answer was that it was not. The configuration had been measured to be 104 feet long and 100 feet wide. “Which way does the long axis lie?”, I asked. Busty looked at the field carefully and then indicated that it had aligned with the slope of the field. This suggested to me that a cylinder of energy projected from vertically above could have produced such distortion on the ground. But I was baffled by that thought and wondered what had been responsible for the outward spiralling of the neatly-laid crop. As we stood pondering this remarkable happening, an army helicopter flew very low over the formation and then back again. Busty informed me that the army had a base at nearby Middle Wallop. Were we photographed? We’ll probably never know. Beyond the top of the field, I learned from Busty, an ancient