A list of puns related to "Deer Lake Regional Airport"
I guess there's probably only one wondering between Deer Lake and Cariboo as we don't see it every day. My first sighting of it was Aug 29 in the morning at around 8:30, and later that day many of our neighbours saw it. I keep tracking it on https://warp.wildsafebc.com/ everyday to get an idea of where it travels from and to.
We haven't seen it for almost a week and just as we thought kids are safe to play outside again, the bear came back yesterday to loot fruits from people's backyard within the neighbourhood.
Please report to 877-952-7277 when you see a bear and it'll be added to the map. Also, purchase and install a garbage bin lid lock if you don't put your bins inside garage.
Everyone here will have there own local regional airport.
That airport has its own Air Traffic Control (ATC).
Each ATC is legally obliged to retain radar data for a certain period of time.
Your local airport is an intelligence resource. It will have a backlog of data that will be relevant to UFO issues. Learn to submit FOI requests to the airport. Get the local airport used to the idea of sharing info with the public.
Dont overwhelm the local airport with FOI requests. They will not have the staff to deal with it.
Be patient. Factor in regional variation of laws & data compliance issues too.
Its about asking the right question. Think through what you actually want from any data release.
Be nice. Many regional airports will not have had any FOI requests before. give them time to respond within legal compliance.
Your local airport is your friend. Be its friend too.
Air Traffic Control will be sitting on a goldmine of useful data to UFO cases.
Please let me know if you know of any! Not to skate on, just to see it frozen over, heh.
I never believed my Dad. He's the kind of guy that is constantly poking, or scaring, or finding a way to get the kids going.
Growing up, we spent summers camping in Northern Wisconsin. Eventually, my parents settled on their favorite lake and bought property.
Throughout all those camping trips, Dad always messed with his sons. As my brother and I looked up at the stars at night, he would tell us he is from Mars and was waiting to get home, or he would tell us that he had to chase off a grizzly bear last night because it was about to attack us. Anything to scare us a bit.
But there was one story that always stuck with me: the story of the Deer Skinner.
Just off the road, there was a dirt road, hidden behind overgrown bushes. About a quarter-mile down the road sits an old shed on a hill. The front yard was filled with overgrown grass and burned-out cars. Not an unusual thing for Northern Wisconsin, except for one vehicle. A school bus.
Dad warned us of the man that lived there β The Deer Skinner. In Wisconsin, hunting is a huge part of the culture. The one thing they donβt tell you about hunting is what it takes to process a deer. Peeling back the fur, slicing fat away from the muscles. Sawing legs off. Itβs an exhausting, bloody ordeal.
This man on the hill was a deer skinner. You drop off your big buck and heβll take care of processing the deer. βTaking off its pajamasβ as he described it. You give him $75 bucks and a few days and come back to a cooler filled with venison.
But the story of the Deer Skinner isnβt about a man living off the land with a side gig. It was a warning about what he did in the off-season.
On rainy nights in the campground, Dad would whisper stories of the Deer Skinner. A man who sits alone, waiting until hunting season. Overcome by desire when summer comes around and the campground is full. He would take children from the campground and theyβd go missing. Heβd return to his house on the hill and βprocessβ the children, then dump their bones into the lake.
I try not to think about the School Bus that sits in his yard.
Dad would always take his stories a bit too far and Mom would scold him. With a chuckle or two, heβd sip his beer and tell her that he was just warning the kids.
βStay close to the camper after dark.β
I always chalked Dadβs stories up to just scaring his kids around the campfire. I never believed in the Deer Skinnerβ¦ then I bought my kids to the lake.
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Life comes at you fast -- I graduated from hig
... keep reading on reddit β‘>! Matt was missing for one or two days. He was not considered killed, kidnapped or anything. Just missing, and knowing his past behavior one could easily assume he skipped town to go for some party somewhere. Exactly how Kurt tried to cover up his death.
>! Molly's podcast is about serial killers and there is no indication she covered people that were missing for 1 or 2 day. Molly is from Los Angeles, not even close to Iron Lake. Thus, I can't see any reason for Molly coming to Iron Lake to report on one missing deer hunter, unless she knew there is something more happening in Iron Lake. Also she came same time as Harrison and the billionaire. A lot of coincidences.
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