This is not a story, This is my account of what happened to my wife, and I, in Georgia, in 2016. (Sorry for the gramme, & spelling errors).

In the spring of 2016, I had been wanting a new truck, and after some searching I had found one that I liked online. It was in a small town near our home, at a small car lot. At the time, I worked an odd schedule, It was completely opposite of my wife’s. This generally left us only having off times in common with each other throughout the week late in the evenings. As a decent husband, I showed her the truck, and  she said she liked it. I told her it was in Summerville, and that I was planning on going to look at it the next day. As per usual, she wanted to see it in person before I just went up there and bought it, sight un seen by her. So at the fine hour of 9:45-10:00 PM EST, we decided to take off and drive to Summerville in order to look at this truck. 

It was a fairly clear, cool night for the north Georgia mountains, not too many clouds to speak of, just a sky filled with stars. We had been driving for around 40 minutes, we were approaching the last 5 miles or so of the trip before arriving at the sales lot. We were coming up a section of mountains call Taylors Ridge, which is quite a large mountain range that you have to pass to get into the town of Summerville. We’ve been over this ridge 1000’s of times as my father in law lived in Summerville, and we were expecting the crossing to be no different than any of the times before. 

We had made it up the 1.5-2 mile long accent into the switchbacks of the mountain itself, and everything was going as per plan untill this point. Out of no where, the sky, and everything around the truck turned to thick, and I mean very thick fog in around 5-10 seconds. This caught us off guard, and we both got quite as it was noticeably very un-usual. Taylors Ridge is known to be a dangerous stretch of roadway, but it has never been blanketed with fog like this before in my experience. When looking back the fog was persistent as far as we could see, which was far, however we couldn’t see an end to it as if we were in a large cloud. At  this point, My wife, who was driving, braked heavily, stating “that she was scared that she may hit something or someone”. Neither her or I could see where we were going. The fog limited our sight to essentially 5 feet past the hood of the truck.  This fog slowed us down to a literal crawl, 5 miles an hour, or less at the most. At this point me being adventurous, I proceeded to roll my window down, and stick my head out, in a futile attempt to see past the moist window.  We continued on for around 100 -200 feet with the situation not getting any better,  I said, “hey, let’s turn around and go back, because this is super sketchy”. I no longer got that statement out of my mouth before the truck, which was still moving, decided to turn off. The engine completely died, with the key in the ignition still in the on position. The radio never turned off, head lights were still on. This visibly scared my wife, and she started to panic.  Because of the position we were in on the mountain, we were likely to be hit by a car from the rear.

After coming to a stop, I wanted to access what had happened. I’m a mechanic by trade, and her truck was new at the time. It was also full of fuel, and had no reason to simply turn off. We quickly decided that we should switch positions. I would attempt to get the truck going again, and get us going back toward home. At the point we both got out to swap, we noticed rainbow colored lights dancing throughout the fog. It was all around us on every side, above us, in the valley, everywhere, as if it were coming from above us. These lights weren’t visible from in the truck, or we wouldn’t have gotten out. There was absolutely no sound, it was literally silent. We didn’t speak that I can remember, however we did look at each other. Every hair on my body stood up instantly.  I had this animalistic instinct that something was off, but I didn’t, and still don’t know why.

At this point I was mostly confused, It didn’t make any sense. I had grown up in this area, and this seemed not only off, but somewhat fictional in a way, like dream. It still does. The lights, and fog seemed to almost envelop us, The air felt to almost vibrate in an odd way, I don’t really know how to explain it. After probably 20 seconds, that felt like 20 minutes of looking around, I said to my wife, “ this is beautiful, what is it?” She responded with “I don’t like it, let’s get in the truck.” We did so, I turned the key off and restarted the truck and it started fine, like nothing had ever happened. 

After getting it going again, I turned us around, and got it pointed back east. After 100 yards of driving the fog disappeared, I mean disappeared completely.  It was just gone, the stars were out, no clouds, there was no green, pink, purple, orange lights in the sky. It was if it just disappeared. When looking back at the ridge there was no visible fog or clouds over it that we could see just the dark trees from the distant glow of the sky. 

After making it back down the mountain we made it to a local gas station called gore. What we found was a bit frightening. There was a cop car turned sideways in the highway blocking traffic from going up Taylors Ridge. This cop car had around 20-30 cars stopped, In what seemed like 6 mins of time since we had passed through there on the way up. He was not allowing them to continue up an over the ridge. However we had just been through there with nobody else around. Prior to seeing this, we had thought that the experience itself was odd, but looking back and seeing the cops standing next to the car, especially after seeing the expressions on their faces as we slowly drove past was the most frightening part of the experience. Their heads turned, and followed us as we drove past. The aspersions on their faces were as if they had somehow seeing a ghost. 

To be honest we didn’t really speak much more about the ordeal on the way home. We shrugged it off, and went to bed, she had to get up in 4 hours, and I was off the next day, but neither one of us wanted to say much about it, as it truly was an enigma. To this day we still don’t talk much about it. When I ask her she will answer questions about the night. Ive ran the experience through my head thousands of times. I can come up with so many different reasons, and excuses for what happened. We don’t drink, we don’t do drugs of any sort, we don’t smoke, or use any mind altering substances. I know it’s super easy to say this, that, and the other.  Neither one of us remember experiencing a loss of consciousness, or a lapse in memories. We’re truly not sure what happened till this day. Honestly it’s embarrassing to even type this out and tell the public about it. In lay attempts to fin the answer I’ve pulled police reports, talked to on duty officers, and there was no recollection of an accident or any reason that the ridge was blocked or the fog that thick up there with colorful lights coming through it. The weather reports from that night call for a clear night little to no fog. 

In the end I’ll say this. Was never a UFO guy. This night changed that. I’d love to take a lie detector, or have the regression therapy done to prove what I say. It took me a long time to come to the synopsis that it could havre been something out of this world, but that’s where I’m at now. And this 100% was not just me that witnessed this. I’m curious if any of the people on here have had a similar experience, possibly  know of someone that has. There are details that I have left out of here that I would like to speak with potential experiencers about that will prove I’m telling the truth. If you have. or know someone that has, I have some questions, and would love to talk to them about it. Thank you.