“While Miss Ella Burdick and some friends were out fishing on Lake St. Clair, one evening last week at sundown, a dark peculiar looking object was seen coming up the lake. They rowed very close to the object and were able to get a good look at it. It appeared to have a head somewhat like a dog, with huge eyes protruding and tusk-like projections on each side of the head. Its body appeared to lie some seven or eight feet under water. Some fishermen also saw it and claimed it was some sort of sea serpent. It was certainly a very dangerous and horrible-looking object and was swimming at a very rapid rate.” Excerpt from cryptozoo-oscity about the 1800s sighting of the Lake St. Clair sea serpent…
“The dinosaur tracks, believed to date back to the Cretaceous Period around 66 million years ago, sit only inches away from the intricate carvings. Some petroglyphs were discovered just two to four inches from the fossilized prints, indicating a deliberate placement.
“The individuals who crafted the petroglyphs were acutely aware of the footprints, likely selecting the location precisely because of them,” explained Leonardo Troiano, an archaeologist from Brazil’s National Institute of Historic and Artistic Heritage. According to the research team, this suggests a conscious effort by ancient peoples to engage with these ancient remnants.”
To be a fly on the wall to see how early man reacted or what their understanding of dinosaurs were. I’m positive about one thing, they didn’t think they weren’t real!
According to the Daily Mail a team of American archaeologists believe they have uncovered the remains of Noah’s Ark.
Researchers working at a site in Turkey known as the Durupınar Formation uncovered a “tunnel” located under a boat-shaped formation, which matches the Biblical description of Noah’s Ark.
The site is only 18 miles from Mount Ararat, which has long been rumored to have been the final destination of the ship. “We’re not expecting something that’s fully preserved,” lead researcher Andrew Jones said. “What’s left is the chemical imprint, pieces of wood, and in the ground, the shape of a hall.”
“An underwater camera set up 55 years ago to try and photograph the Loch Ness Monster has been found by accident by a robot submarine.
The ocean-going yellow sub – called Boaty McBoatface – was being put through trials when its propeller snagged the mooring for the 1970s camera system.
It is believed it was lowered 180m (591ft) below the loch’s surface by the Loch Ness Investigation Bureau, a group set up in the 1960s to uncover the existence of Nessie in the waters.
No footage of Nessie has been found on the camera, but one of the submarine’s engineers was able to develop a few images of the loch’s murky waters. “
“It was 1972 in a sleepy little Cincinnati suburb when a police officer noticed what appeared to be a four-to-five-foot tall FROG standing on its hind legs near the Little Miami River.
He reported the sighting in Loveland, which quickly took off across the small town of 13,000, garnering surprise and mysticism as residents asked themselves if the story of a human-sized frog could possibly be real.
Days later, a second officer spotted the creature and shot it. After retrieving the carcass, he discovered it was an iguana and brought it to the second cop to see if that the creature he saw.”
Paleontologists have unveiled a 30,000-year-old vulture fossil in Italy, preserved in volcanic ash, showcasing microscopic feather details through the formation of zeolite minerals…
One day a year we like to take our Irish out for a walk. We like to let everyone know we have the right to wear green, and have a few drinks. But this Irish heritage and history also has a darker side. That dark side has everything to do with why you are here in America now, enjoying that green beer (and regretting it tomorrow). Here’s my families tale…
Once upon a time my great, great grandfather John Creagh’s family lived in the Bahaghs workhouse, just outside of Cbaherciveen due to the Great Hunger or as most know it, The Irish Potato Famine (1845–1852). This was a devastating chapter in Ireland’s history, leading to mass starvation, emigration, and loss.
During this time, workhouses like the Bahaghs Workhouse in Cahirciveen, County Kerry, became grim refuges for the destitute. Built in 1844, it housed hundreds of impoverished families and the conditions were harsh and overcrowded. They functioned like a poor house and also a jail.
My great, great grandfather was born in 1847 during the famine and once had to go to court when he was young for “stealing” fish from a wealthy person’s pond.
When they made it to America in the early 1900s they changed their last name to Cray.
Caherciveen is In County Kerry, which is what my parents named me after. But it’s more than just a name, it meant they made it, we made it, and this family somehow survived and prospered. In a time when we take aim at immigrants trying everything they can to get here and have a better life, remember this. Remember that your family likely had to flee for survival, for their future. Don’t ever forget…
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