Alien Gothic LbNA #13337

Twenty miles from Moab on Highway 128 I saw the sign for the Fisher Towers and turned east. "So this place IS real", I said under my breath as I crossed the wash and slowed down for the bumpy road. My passenger car made it to the trailhead just fine and I hurried towards the Titan hoping to get a look around before the men in dark suits showed up.

The towers were made of sandstone and matched the surrounding rocks enough so that tourists and rock climbers just thought of them as natural wonders. I would have too, if it weren't for the crop circles that gave coordinates to this very spot. It was a leap of faith to interpret that as a mathematical map. But after I did that there were too many coincidences to ignore. The tablet found in the chamber under the Sphinx, the pictographs at Newspaper Rock, and the underground vein of iron that runs from Castleton Tower to the Fishers all pointed to the fact that a city of extra-terrestrials existed here at some time. The tablets spoke of cathedrals fashioned of stone and ornamented with fluted columns, gargoyles, altars, and statues. It sounded a bit far-fetched to me, but that was before I started getting threatening phone calls and I noticed I was being followed.

But all that was history, I needed to focus now. The trail went out to a point and then doubled back to drop into a gully. It followed the main gully for a bit and then a sign pointed hikers to a smaller side gully. After a short climb up this gully it switched back and wound up and around and finally topped out on another ridge where I could see all the towers clearly. From that highest point on the trail the Titan was at 114*, Cottontail Tower at 95* and Echo Tower at 86*. Indigo is around here somewhere. And then lower than the rest of the towers at 52* was the wildly improbable Ancient Art with the huge Kingfisher Tower behind it at 46*. I took a good look at these last two because I would need to recognize them later. And to the south I saw the beautiful Castleton Tower with The Priest and Nuns to the right of it. For now I continued as the trail led me directly under Ancient Art where the old city gate was between two huge columns. Now that I knew how they were made it seemed strange that anyone would think they formed "naturally". The gate was sealed long ago so I continued around a buttress and got my first look at the slender-necked Arboc. This memorial to The Founder was what I came here for, and, although weathered a bit, was the likeness of some space explorer from long ago forming the focal point of the old courtyard in the center of the city. I followed the trail until the statue of Arboc was in a direct line with the Kingfisher. At this point a climber's trail heads up to Ancient Art. I took this trail until I could touch Arboc. From there it was 4 steps at 60*, and then 3 steps at 360* where I reached into a stone bucket at shoulder height. And then I found the evidence, left by THEM.

The jubilation was short lived as I heard the sound of a helicopter plunging over the towers behind me. "Not now, if they catch me they'll take it and no one else will believe me!" I stashed the book in it's hiding spot and headed back to the main trail. As soon as I could I announced the location on the internet. That way if something happens to me you'll know where to find it. Just BE CAREFUL because some powerful people don't want you to know about the Great Citadel at Fisher Towers.