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46 Blowing Cave
In 1966, the group, now consisting of
twelve persons, went down to Arkansas to explore
Blowing Cave on a week-long expedition.
On their return, members wrote letters
to Ray Palmer, once editor of Amazing Stories
and Shaver’s principal promoter, claiming that
they had encountered intelligent beings—
Shaver’s teros—deep inside the cavern. Palmer
did not reply. Apparently a few months later,
Wight went back and chose to stay with the
underearth people. He returned in 1967 to
give a written account to David L., who by
this time had left the UFO field and no longer
wanted to be publicly associated with it.
Wight asked L. to pass on the diary to Charles
Marcoux. Wight felt that in ridiculing his beliefs
he had wronged him and wanted to provide
him with the proof that Shaver was right.
He then returned to his tero friends and has
not been seen since.
David L., however, had long since lost
track of Marcoux, and it was not until thirteen
years later that he came upon his name.
He tracked him down and handed him the
manuscript. Its effect on Marcoux was electrifying,
and it set in motion the events that
would eventually lead to his premature death.
The manuscript related that while exploring
Blowing Cave, the group spotted a light at
the end of a tunnel. As the spelunkers approached
it, Wight noticed a narrow crevice,
just big enough for him to squeeze inside it.
There he found clearly artificial steps. He
called to his friends, and they climbed
through the opening. On the other side of it,
the opening expanded, and they were able to
walk upright. “Suddenly,” Wight wrote, “we
came into a large tunnel/corridor, about
twenty feet wide and just as high. All the walls
and the floor were smooth, and the ceiling
had a curved dome shape. We know that this
was not a freak of nature, but manmade. We
had accidentally stumbled into the secret cavern
world” (Toronto, n.d.).
Soon they encountered blue-skinned but
o t h e rwise humanlike individuals. The strangers
said that they had permitted the crew to fin d
the tunnel and enter it because they had instru-
ments that measured people’s emotions; the exp
l o rers we re determined to have good intentions.
They learned that the tunnels went on
for hundreds of miles and led to undere a rt h
cities populated by entities that included serpentlike
cre a t u res and Sasquatchlike hairy
bipeds. Soon after their initial conve r s a t i o n ,
Wight and his companions we re taken to a
kind of elevator that led them to the undere
a rt h e r s’ place of residence, a city made of glass.
It turned out that their guides we re No a h’s direct
descendants, who had found their way und
e r g round in the wake of the flood. T h e re they
found supertechnology and the remains of an
a d vanced civilization, along with teros. Ap p a rently
at some point, Wi g h t’s group met the
t e ros who had been there all along.
This was not the only trip the group took
to Blowing Cave. Unable to get anybody on
the surface to believe their story, Wight and
his friends vowed to return with conclusive
proof. During one expedition, they captured a
giant cave moth, preserved it in a bag, and
brought it up with them. When they opened
the bag, however, the sunlight disintegrated
the insect into a fine dust.
Not long afterward, Wight decided to stay
with the underearth people. According to one
source, “all evidence of [his] ever existing
began to mysteriously disappear from the surface.
Birth certificates, school records, computer
records, bank records, etc., all seemed to
vanish, apparently the work of someone in a
very influential position” (Untitled, n.d.).
Other members of the group made another
trip into the cave, where they saw their friend
for the last time. Wight returned once to the
surface to meet David L.
In 1980, Marcoux saw the manuscript and
read Wight’s words addressed to him: “Yes,
Charles, all that you told us is true. . . . I owe
you a debt of gratitude, because the Teros
healed my crippled leg, instantly. I am grateful
for more than just that, and I have left these
notes and somewhere a map so that you, too,
can . . . visit with these people. . . . Maybe we
will meet here some day” (Toronto, n.d.).
Marcoux set about organizing an expedition,