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Welcome back to another episode of Cryptic Cocktail Party. A show where we have a few drinks, share a few laughs, take a dive into the unknown. I'm your host Dave and today I'm joined by my sometimes co-host Nicholas Einzman. How you doing bud? Dave, I'm doing great. We're currently drinking buzz bombs, buzz bowls. Yeah, don't worry about it. Also put your mic close to your mouth. Snuff it. No one can hear you. It's a terrible drink. That's all you need to know.
The chuckling you might be hearing in the background is our special guest today. Mark Trollinger. Fuck, I already fucked up. I asked you what it was two seconds ago and I already forgot. Mark, how's it going man? It's going great Dave. Glad to be here. I've been looking forward to it. So have I. So for our listeners who don't know, Mark is I guess the purveyor. He's an author who is missing multiple. How about you describe what you do? Because you're probably way better than him.
Right. So I do write a series of fictional books that combine cryptozoology and craft beer. And I know it's a weird combination, but I don't think it is. It was two things that I happen to like. So right up our alley. Yeah. Yeah. And you know what I find that since I started, it seems to be more popular. I see a lot of beers named after cryptozoology and I see like your podcast, I see games and stuff and I was like, hey, this is pretty cool. We got Rogue does bat squats.
They also do, what's the other one? There's another one. The 603 I believe in New Hampshire does the Woods Devil. Yeah. One. Well we just saw a Jersey Devil wine. Oh yeah. We were getting beer for the show. Oh. Yeah. We almost got that. But then we got these, have you ever heard of Buzz Bombs? Yeah I saw them. Those little round balls. I had never had one before. So we decided that we were going to try them and word of advice, they're disgusting. I saw them in Ohio.
I was just in Ohio last week and they were there right next to the the Bush light peach and I was like, no. As they should be. Yeah. That's probably where they belong. Oh yeah. You were just in, you're just in Ohio for what was it? Small town monster fest. Yeah. It was really cool. This was my first time going to like a cryptid convention. Yeah. They had some speakers. They had some guests. They had a lot of vendors.
So it's really cool because I've, yeah, I feel like I kind of stumbled into the cryptology realm and you know, I interact with people now and so it's kind of cool to see those people. Yeah. From online, like in person.
It is weird how like welcome, I guess not weird, but the cryptic community is like one of the most welcoming, welcoming communities that I've stumbled, again stumbled, like I just started the show in February and since then, like, you know, I sponsored my first cryptid festival in Squonka Palooza in August and then, but like everyone's been so welcoming and kind and if I have any questions, they're always there to like answer them. Like, so that's awesome. You had a good time.
I'm really jealous. I wish I could have been there. I did buy a stuff Squonk while I was there. Did you get it from a cryptid comforts? I did. Yeah. Yeah. Cryptid comforts. She had one left. Yeah. She's, she's the one who's putting on Squonka Palooza. We had her on the show, I think a couple months ago. Yeah. Month and a half. Yeah. She is. Yeah. It was really great to see her in person. I'd seen her online a lot, but not in person.
I'm definitely going to buy one at Squonka Palooza, but I'm going to put a, like, if you squeeze me, it'll cry. Oh, that's so good. All right, Mark. I didn't just bring you on to talk about your writing or your website, which is Myths and Molts Productions. I feel like we didn't even, MythsandMolts.com, we didn't even plug that yet. We'll have time for that, though.
But I brought you on and Nick begged me to come on because I have a story for the two of you that is hands down, as an adult, terrifying. But I guess if you were a kid, it could be a really fun story. How much do either of you guys know about England? I've been twice and I racked up one heck of a ticket as far as, so they give you a ticket for driving in town during business hours, Monday through Friday. For driving through town? Yeah, like in London.
And it's only like maybe eight pounds back then, if you know and you pay it. But I didn't know and I didn't pay it. And by the time they contact me, it was like $300. Oh, God. Oh, no. So yeah. That's like if you skip out on a toll here in Philly, like if you don't pay your toll within like seven days, it jumps up like a hundred bucks. Yeah. And I know Fish and Chips. It's one of my favorite drinks. So besides from that. Fish and Chips tolls. Maybe, maybe, Benny Hill. Yeah, blood sausage.
Blood sausage. And bland food. Yeah. Before we start, I guess, do either of you have an aversion to clowns? I'm terrified of clowns. I'm not a fan of clowns. I don't think anyone's really a fan. I feel like after John Wayne Gacy, like no one wants to deal with clowns. I feel like before that, like they didn't have such a bad rap. My dad is like low key obsessed with clowns. I hate that. You've met my dad. He's. Your dad's the sweetest man. He's. We had a clown bathroom growing up. Oh, gosh.
Yeah. I have been to that clown hotel in Nevada. Did you? It's really. I want to go really badly. I don't want to do it. I didn't stay there, but I just went through the lobby. It was really creepy. I feel like that's as far as I could go. I wouldn't go any further than that. I think I'd stay there. Would you? If I got hammered enough, I'd stay there. I don't think I could. All right, guys. Well, why don't we why don't we why don't we dive right in? We got to quit clowning around.
Yeah. All right. So this story is probably one of the best one off cryptid slash alien slash interdimensional being stories to ever come out of anywhere at any time ever. That's just my humble opinion. It's got everything. It's got swamps. It's got intrigue and it's got two young children with no sense of self preservation. So so it's the Goonies. You guys ready? I'm ready. All right.
So in May of 1973, two miles off the coast of Hampshire, England, on the Isle of Wight, two children experienced what I as an adult would describe as super fucked up. But what what they encountered, at least in the eyes of these children, was nothing more than a harmless, fun and only sometimes scary interaction with a clown like entity known only as Sam the Sand Down clown. So not neither of you neither of you guys are familiar with Sam. No, I already don't like him.
No, you're not a fan, Nick. Well, before we get into it, let's kind of just set the scene. So Sand Down is a nice little seaside resort town on the southern coast of the Isle of Wight, has a pretty temperate climate compared to most of New England. Oh, not New England, England. Sorry. Which which which makes it an ideal vacation and tourist destination. It's like a typical resort town, restaurants, beaches, boardwalks and nature preserves. There's something there for like everyone to do.
They got the the Sand Down carnival, which sounds pretty fun. The Isle of Wight Scooter Festival rally and the Shanklin and Sand Down golf course. And it's at this golf course where our story begins. My question there, or alphabet is, this clown played, you said it starts at a golf course. Does he play golf? No, that's just where the story begins.
So like I said up top, in May of 1973, a seven year old girl known only as Faye and her friend were vacationing with their families near Lake Common in Sand Down. Faye and her friend, whose name we don't know, we just know that it's a young boy of approximately the same age, were wandering around the golf course, just being kids, when they both were startled by a strange noise.
They both heard what they described later on as a repetitive monotone wailing sound that they compared to that of an ambulance, like a British ambulance. So it probably just had a bunch of vowels that no one needed. And it was like wee woo, innit? Right out where wee woo, eh? Sorry for anyone who was in English. Right out you go in the underground, but you quit getting this ambulance, yeah? It goes, wee woo. Less than 3% of our listener base. All right.
So now Faye and her friend, being the intrepid explorers that they are, decided to head in the direction of the noise to try and figure out where the sound was coming from. They made their way across the golf course and then basically bushwhacked through some bushes and overgrowth when they stumbled into a swampy patch of land near the Sand Down airport that at this point was pretty much abandoned. It was just like a swampy, rut-filled patch of just swamp lands at this point.
Now when they entered the swampy clearing, they noticed that the monotone wailing that they had been chasing stopped. Now they had already come this far and decided that hey, we should at least take a look around see if we can at least try and figure out where this sound was coming from. So that's exactly what they did. Again, no sense of self-preservation. They searched the area and came across a narrow creek covered by a quaint little footbridge. Right? Sounds nice. Sounds very English.
Yeah. Now as the kids started to make their way over the bridge without warning, a large three-fingered hand wearing a blue glove came out from under the bridge and seemed to be urging the children to come closer. No. Just anything that comes out from underneath the bridge, just like a disembodied arm, hand, limb without a face, you don't go near.
No. Yeah. I don't know about you, Mark, but at this point, this is where I would just be like, no thank you, and just kind of slowly start backing away. Well, it seems like they did come through quite a challenging landscape to get there. So maybe you have to see it through. I mean, yeah, I guess it's very Goonies-esque, like we got to make it, we got to go. But yeah, so like I said, I don't want any part of that. And this is when I would have bounced out.
But not these two prepubescent Jacustos. They stood there and watched as what I could only describe as an abomination to God crawled out from underneath their bridge and stood before them. The being was described in British UFO research associations, more commonly known as Bufora. Their 1978 journal as being, quote, seven feet tall, had no neck, for his head appeared to be wedged straight onto his shoulders.
He wore a yellow pointed hat, which interlocked with the red collar of a tattered green tunic. A round black knob was affixed to the top of the hat and wooden antennae were attached on either side. Now, you might be thinking, that's only vaguely clown-like in appearance. Well, they go on to describe it stating that, quote, the face had triangular markings for eyes, a brown square of a nose and motionless yellow lips.
Other round markings were on his paper white cheeks and a fringe of red hair fell onto his forehead. Wooden slats protruded from his sleeves and below his white trousers. And was also noted as only having three fingers and three toes. Oh, he's also barefoot. So at this point, guys, how are we feeling about this guy? Yeah, I would definitely turn away. I would turn away. Yeah, I mean, I would turn away almost immediately. It's like Pinocchio from Hell.
Is the entirety made out of wood or is it just parts of him? That's never really explained. I've heard it told, because I listen to a bunch of podcasts and I read a bunch of blogs about it. Some say that it is like a quarter wood, a quarter flesh and bone, and then like a quarter of like almost like a robot. Like it's like a living robot kind of deal. It sounds more like a golem. No, like it sounds, or like, I'm pronouncing that wrong, but it sounds like it's made for a purpose.
All right, so we'll get into it a little later just because of like the way they describe how it walks. It does almost sound like. Closety click? No, it doesn't. All right, we'll get it. We'll when we get to how it moves, we'll kind of talk about it. Now as the two children stood there in disbelief of what they were seeing, this nightmare bozo, it started behaving in a way that some would describe as clownish.
He started fumbling a book that he'd been carrying before dropping into the water and splashing around in his attempt to retrieve it. So basically picture a clown dropping a book and then a clown trying to receive said book. And whatever you pictured, that's what was happening. Like it kind of. It's probably probably because he only has three fingers. So he couldn't hold it. Three fingers and it's like mostly made out of wood. Yeah, but it was acting in a way that was clownish.
Like it's got no joints. It has joints. All right. Well, Faye and her friend watched this vaudevillian slapstick routine before the clown eventually retrieved his book and retreated away from them. It said that he leaped from the river and moved in a knee high hopping motion that the Kryptonaut podcast described as being similar to an astronaut moving about on the lunar surface. So it was kind of a jerky essentially. Yeah, but it was like almost like floating in a way.
So it did have kind of like a marionette way about it. So, you know, maybe it was like a like an alien man. I don't know. But it was. But when you brought a knight like a hellish Pinocchio, that is kind of vaguely how it moved. OK. Now, the creature then ducked into a windowless metal hut, leaving the kids alone, probably to give them time to think twice before deciding to investigate strange sounds in the middle of the swamp.
But the two of them just kind of hung out for a minute and stared at the hut before deciding that now is now is the best time to kind of start wandering away. But they didn't get very far when they were about 50 yards, 150 feet or so away. The figure emerged from his hut, carrying what appeared to be a microphone attached to a portable, a portable amplifier. In my head, I picture one of those old Mr. Microphones. Remember those? They had like the eyeballs.
Are we sure this isn't just a at a work podcaster? It just sounds like me on a Friday night. It does kind of. So the way it continues, it's almost like he's he's about to test out new material for his tight five. Like it is almost like a standup comedian. So you're saying is Sam the Sandman Clown is actually me. Yeah. It's you whenever you go camping up in the Pine Barrens. No, it was then that the wailing sound they had heard initially the way we brought up.
It's making this worse as you're staring me down as you're saying. It was then that the wailing sound returned this time at a much greater volume, so loud that it frightened the boy and he started running as they was about to turn and follow the siren sound faded and the clown spoke into the microphone. Pretty much sensing he's about to lose his audience. The clown simply asks, you still there? It's a podcaster. It is 100 percent a podcaster and is me in like three more weeks.
Now the boy stopped running and he and Faye had a little little sidebar and after much consideration decided that the clown had a voice that sounded friendly and decided to head back towards him. No, sure. It's a dumb idea. It was then that the clown held up his notebook that he was fumbling with earlier and opened it up to reveal a series of jumbled words written in large, almost childlike handwriting.
Faye, obviously being the braver of the two, got closer to try and make sense of what she was looking at. Since the words were all over the page and weren't in any readable order, the entity pointed to each word as Faye read them, revealing the message as, quote, Hello, and I am all colors, Sam. Wow. And that's why we know Faye's name is because she took the initiative to step up and the other guy didn't. So Faye is actually a pseudonym in the in the before a journal.
They didn't use her real name to protect her and then her father also this. So preceding this story, her father is known as Mr. Why in the journal and he had like 15 different UFO experiences within like the earlier 10 years. We're not going to get into that. That could be a whole separate story. Hold on. I mean, we know Faye as one of the world's largest Fortune 500 companies or CEOs because she took the initiative with Sam. Yeah. Faye's probably crushing it in life right now.
You know that she's out there somewhere just killing it. Incredibly assertive. 100 percent. She's yeah, she doesn't take shit from no one, let alone some weird interdimensional clown wooden clown. Yeah. Faye now joined by her friend and both feeling more comfortable around this seven foot tall monster decided that they wanted to know more about Sam and decided to ask him some questions. This is my favorite part of the whole fucking story.
They just wanted to build like a nice rapport with the man. You know, they asked him about his tattered clothes and he replied that they were the only clothes he had available. Faye then asked, are you human? To which Sam simply replied, no. They then asked Sam if he was a ghost, to which the being answered, well, not really, but I am in an odd sort of way. And then Faye not not taking the shit and was very unsatisfied with the vague answers.
She decided just to straight up ask him, well, what are you? To which Sam replied, you know, you know. No way. So I'm imagining like the Jack in the Box, like in the Jack in the Box, like mascot, right? Just like really down in his look. He's vaguely kind of what he looks like. Like he's super chummed up. He had a bender in England. He ended up in San Dan somehow. I just love the, well, what are you? You know, don't worry about it. You know, shrugs and says, you know. No, I don't know.
Obviously she didn't give a tone. I don't know the tone of it, but in my head is a coy, like a real coy, like, you know, hey, don't worry about it. You know me. He's Sam. That's what it is. All right.
So Sam went on to explain to the children that even though he has, he said his name was Sam in his message that he'd written down, he actually had no real name and even alluded to the fact that there was more like him on earth and confessed that he was actually frightened of humans because he was afraid that they might hurt him. And even if he was attacked, he would not fight back. So I mean, he sounds like a gentle soul. I think he's full of shit. What do you think, Mark?
Yeah, I think it's it's maybe just like a pervert. I don't know. This is like living on the woods. All right. So that is. So that is one of the theories that we'll get to those at the end. It's just a carny that like is down. Yeah, it's a carny that they like got rid of the freak show and he just like, well, I'm just going to go fuck off in the woods. And he's only there for like six hours. Yeah, that's true. Explains why he has the Mr. Microphone.
Yeah, but I. He was actually the ringleader of the side show of the side show. We'll get into what it is. All right. So now, you know, after this extra extraterrestrial heart to heart that they had, Sam and Sam invited these two very young children into his metal windowless hut in the middle of a swamp located on the edge of an abandoned runway by way of a small flap on the side of it. The two children took him up on his offer and entered the hut first, followed by Sam, the abominable clown.
Yeah. Yeah. What could go wrong? Right. There's so many things here that like I will say this story does have an app like a happy idea. Like no one got murdered. No one got eaten. Jack in the Box mascot gave him like a number three with a happy meal on the side. Yeah, but he's also he seems like a genuinely good dude. I'd hang out with them. All right. So you guys want to know how his hut was decorated? Yeah. Yeah, I guess a lot of buzz balls probably.
It's actually just entirely built out of buzz balls. So the first floor was pretty roomy with enough room to stand comfortably, especially for a seven foot tall clown monster. It's seven feet tall, seven feet tall. You were not paying attention. I misheard that. Yeah, seven feet tall. Big fuck. Now. So the first floor is pretty roomy enough room to stand, especially if you're seven feet tall and nothing more than an electric heater and some basic wooden furniture.
The walls were adorned with bluish green wallpaper and covered in a series of dials. The upper level wasn't really anything to write home about. It was just like a small little. It's two. It's two floors, by the way. His metal hut is two floors, two floors in the house. That's like a house living in the lap of luxury. They live in the silo.
Well, it was described as I didn't write this down, but it was described as, you know, it's like metal, like those kind of elongated tubular metal structures on like work sites and stuff like that. It was described basically like that. So you could just be a car and you live in the woods.
But no, once everyone settled in, Sam told the children that he survived mostly off of berries that he would harvest during the afternoons and got his water from a nearby river, but that he actually had to clean it before it was actually safe to drink. He also told them that he had a second camp somewhere on England's mainland, but didn't give them a specific location. Hey, so you guys want to know how Sam eats? Yeah. OK, we're going to. Here we go.
Now at this point, Sam decided that he was feeling a little peckish and decided to munch down on some of those berries he was going on about. They did. It did sound pretty delicious. So Sam removed his hat to reveal rounded white ears. He he then and this is what the children described. This isn't like what I'm making up right now. He then placed one of the berries in his ear. He then whipped his head forward, causing the berry to disappear from his ear before reappearing in his eye.
He then repeated the head thrusting once again, causing the berry to drop down and reach his mouth. So, you know, just pretty normal way to eat berries. It's pretty normal. There's I have so many questions. We'll answer. We'll get to all the questions at the end. Just let me finish my lecture and then we're almost at the end. I promise the children hung out for about another half hour or so asking Sam questions and getting his usual half answers that he was giving in return.
What those questions were and what the answers were is unknown. They weren't in the before report that I read, which is which is where a majority of all the information I got my I can put a link to the source if anyone wants to read it. It's pretty wild. But after saying their goodbyes, they ran out of there to tell the first person that they that they came across that they saw a bona fide ghost.
Because at this point, they still think he's a ghost because he didn't really give when he's when they asked if he's a ghost, he's like, I am, but not really. So they still think he's a ghost. But yeah, they ran out to tell the first person, which is exactly what they did. The first person they ran across was a groundskeeper who, upon hearing this fantastical tale, just kind of laughed it off, thinking it was a couple of kids telling tales out of school.
But his reaction to the children really upset them. And as a result, took a couple of weeks to tell her father about the incident and what happened, who even himself didn't really believe it, but eventually came around due to the amount of detail in her story and that like the conviction she had when telling the story. Like she really believed that this is what happened. And he even went and questioned the boy and he the boy corroborated everything that she said and he felt pretty good about it.
So a little while later, her father explored the area where the alleged sighting had happened. But there was nothing. There was no metal hut, no clown, not even like an indent or discoloration of the graph where like a hut would be. Because if it was there for a while, there'd be something, you know, swampy. You think there'd be like a like an imprint or something. Right. Maybe it's like a brigadoon. It just appears. Well, we'll get into.
So he even talked to a couple of workers who had been repairing a nearby post around the time of the incident, but they claim they didn't see anything. They didn't see a clown, a hut. They didn't even see the children. So to this day, no one is quite sure what Sam is or was. Some claim he's a creature of time and space, an interdimensional being who kind of just crossed over the veil from one dimension into another.
Some people do say that cryptids, a lot of them are kind of they pop in and out between realities, sometimes even having not like a force field. But you ever see that movie with Natalie Portman, the one where it's like those bulb, like the domes and they go through the domes and no, never mind. We'll scratch that. I want to know what this movie is. It was weird. It was weird. But like.
So it's interdimensional, but also there's there might be like a field around him where the kids watered and wandered into it and they could see him. But the reason why the poll workers didn't see either Faye, the boy or the thing is because they couldn't. They weren't in that protective bubble. They were just seeing the reality around them, not the reality of what they crossed into. Some say he was an alien or like a like a drone kind of thing that came down.
And they that's why he's fucking weird as shit. I have no idea. The other thing is that he could have just been a really creepy fucking dude wearing a wooden mask. And like, yeah, like there's so many possibilities of what he could be. But whatever Sam is, he left behind one of the best stories to ever come out of the paranormal worlds and I love it. So Nick, we'll start with you. What do you think of Sam the Sand Down Clown? I'm torn.
Right. Obviously, I'm a pretty firm believer in the unknown and you know, the paranormal. Well you were a card carrying member of Mufon. Yeah, I am. I think it's just a creep down by the river. Why would you need a space heater? So that's the one thing, too. It was an electric heater, but I don't think he was running wires through the swamp. So you just have for aesthetics. I don't know. Maybe it was big enough to make make like a it was like a good table. I don't know.
I think it's creeped down by the river. Like, you know, the ghost the ghost comment could be more along the lines of like, I'm a ghost for the government. They think I'm dead. Like, he's just off the grid. It could be. I don't know. Now, my other question here is the three fingers, right? So that's the other thing. So I don't think it could be a human because it had it was barefoot. It had three toes and three fingers. Oh, so they saw the toes. It was barefoot the whole time.
See, I'm thinking of like the Mickey Mouse gloves where it's one digit, two digit, three digit. Yeah, but no, it had didn't have was more in shoes. So it didn't have. Then my you know, my stand by the theory of a it's just a car and that got fired and I'm going to go fuck off in the woods. He lost a bunch of toes in a weird like tilt oral accident. Could be. And that's why he only had the. Lost the ring toss. It could be. I don't know. Mark, it was the 70s. So maybe. Yeah, yeah.
Very, very lax safety regulations were in the 70s. Yeah, like right. Yeah. Every toy one of the very lost in a lawn dart. Exactly. Mark, what do you think? Well, you know, so the UFO part, like I think the British have more more transparency in UFO stories than we do, but they've collected a lot of reports. So maybe and then but you know what you said, the kids dad had all these sightings. So maybe they just heard stories. And then they happened to find the fired carny pervert in the woods.
Well, the other theory is too, is that so not long before this, Mr. Y phase dad, he had a UFO encounter. And what I was thinking is that they said that his hut was covered in dials. So maybe the hut wasn't actually a hut and it might have been the UFO that her father saw landed in the swamp and they actually came across across it like later. And that's what his they were in. They were in the ship. They weren't in a hut.
I mean, if you want to take the fantastical approach to it, that would explain why it disappeared. Yes, exactly. It does explain why he took. He would just up and vanish. Like I think that could be a viable explanation or it could just be a fucking weird on the woods because he did say that when so he could talk without the microphone, which I didn't think I said in the story, but when he did, it sounded like someone talking who couldn't open their mouth all the way.
So it did sound like someone wearing a mask. So I don't know. I don't know. Maybe it was a ventriloquist from the carnival. I don't know. All I know is that it's a great story and that I want to meet Sam. Sam sounds like a good time. He sounds like a really funny literally. He said Sam sounds like a carny. He sounds like someone you would see at a freak show either at Coney Island or in Austin, Texas. But he's having but he's doing tricks.
Yeah, well, that's the Barry thing through the ear to the ear. You know what you call that? Yeah. Separated. It's the deviated. Do you accept them? Yeah. I don't think that's it. I don't know. But all right. Well, that's so that's the story, guys. What did you guys think? Do you think it's possible that it could be I kind of I am aiming more towards interdimensional something that crossed over or they cross or the fan or the other boy crossed into another dimension, I guess.
I think that's I don't know how real that is. I don't know if I truly believe in interdimensional being. I guess I kind of do because I believe in ghosts. But I'm leaning more towards that. We're not we're clearly not going to solve this today. I don't think us three are going to be the ones to really crack the case and say, yeah, and then, Glenn, well, maybe that bridge is the key. Like they walked over the bridge. It's like a bridge to Arrabithia. It's a bridge to the bridge to Arrabithia.
Maybe, you know, Sam town clown. All I know is that if I saw hand reach out from under a bridge, I would have left immediately. Yeah. But you know, it's like it was like 2016. The U.S. had all those creepy clowns appearing and people were like, yes, the year I graduated college, there was like 15 clowns in Plymouth, New Hampshire, and I outed one of them. And I'm still one of my life's greatest achievements outing a couple that worked at the deskies in Plymouth, New Hampshire.
I do remember the weird that was like a weird era of American culture where there was all those. It was like, remember when Swing came back for like a hot minute with like the cherry poppin daddies, it was like it was like that for like creepy burger clowns. I didn't get into that swing movement. It was a short lived. It wasn't very long. They had a couple of Navy commercials. Cherry poppin daddies had a song or two and that was somehow gotten a swing. Yes. Yeah. I don't know.
But yeah, we're not going to figure it out today. But I just want to say that I loved it and I think it's great. It's definitely a really fun story. It's fun as hell. It's interesting that Faye's dad had that many encounters, sightings. He had like four or five that are all over it. Do we know anything that like happened afterwards? Do they see anything more of like just encounters, UFOs? I'm assuming they went to the wind.
The before a report like the journal after the Faye story and the sand down clown, it just moved on to the next story. So I don't know, but I don't want to know. I don't want to know if it was ever solved. I don't want. I want the mystery in my head. Like I want this story to be just what it is, a standalone. I'm more curious about the dead. He's marked for some reason. Yeah. Yeah. Maybe he has an end point.
If someone was saying that it was, it might be like, I guess like in that area, there's what is called a flap. I don't know if you guys are familiar with flaps. Like so there is a lot of a lot of sightings. Yeah. Maybe not so much now that it's more, it's even more so of a destination for like tourists or something like that, like, but I think like way back, like it was more, it was more flappy. Well, I mean, Mark, you hit the nail right in the head.
England as a whole, they're a lot more open with their UFO disclosure. Yeah. So I'm wondering if like, what do you mean? Maybe now maybe it's happening now, but since they're so open and I think they they're not reporting it as much because it's just like, that's just what it is. At this point, it's become a another piece of news. Yeah. It's their day to day. So they're not really going to call before or whoever. I don't even know before it still exists, but I don't know. All right.
So we're coming up on 40 minutes. So I think it's time to kind of just go. It's going to be a longer episode. I know this is going to be a longer episode, but before we go, I just want to say, Mark, thank you so much for coming on. Thank you so much for sponsoring the episodes. I really do appreciate it. Before we sign off, is there anything you want to plug?
Tell people, tell people everything they need to know about you, where they can find you on socials, where they can read your books, buy your books, websites, all that stuff. Cool. Yeah. So mostly Instagram. That's Mark underscore Trollinger T-R-O-L-L-I-N-G-E-R. I do have myths and malts dot com where you can see any events. I'm trying to get some more events.
In the past, I did some book signings at breweries and I thought that worked out pretty well because I figure, you know, if people are into the, you know, they're into the beers, they're probably into monsters. So or, you know, unknown creatures. So or they drink beers and become a monster and then they should be arrested because they themselves are local legends. I saw that hat that said local cryptid. I almost bought it. But yeah, so I'm on I'm writing book six right now.
It's set in Maryland, Maryland, Goatman. Oh, hell yeah. Oh, is it the Goatman's Bridge? Yeah. Yeah, it's going to be in there. I love Goatman's Bridge. We should go. We're not that far. Yeah, you should go. We're also not far from Clinton Road. We've been talking about that for years. We moved to Philly. I need to go back to Clinton Road. Sorry, sorry, Mark. Continue. We're just making plans real quick. Just plotting out our next six. What about the Jersey Devil? You're close to that.
We're very close to that. I'm in the Pine Barrens probably every other weekend. This was a month, right? Yeah. I camp out there all the time and it is. Oh, wow. We'll talk about it at some point. That would be really cool. I don't want to do that. I'll take your dogs. That's fine. Ali wants to go. So I guess we have to go now. We can rent a cabin. I know. If I'm going to go camping. I don't like camping. I don't like camping in cabins. I like tents, fire. I don't. I don't like camping in cabins.
I don't like camping in cabins. I like tents, fire. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. Sorry, Mark. Continue. Yeah, so we'll get back to nature. We'll get back to nature, but also we're going to get back to you so you can continue plugging. Oh, yeah. So that's it. Yeah, I've got five books out right now. Four are published, ones about to be published. I've got one that still is coming and then the one I'm working on right now.
But it's, yeah, when I first started writing it, it was going to be one book and now it's turned into like a indefinite series that I've plotted out, but I'm hoping it's not like, you know, like if you lay a tile floor and it's going pretty smoothly and then you get to the last piece and you're like, oh, I screwed up way back there somewhere. I'm hoping it's not like that. So, you know, you don't, you want to make sure that there's
no plot holes or inconsistencies in the story. Exactly. So if, if more people check out the books, feel free to send me any feedback on it on Instagram or the webpage or I am on Twitter also. Um, both has Mark Traulinger and myths and malts. So, you know, reach out to me anyway and, um, give me any ideas or feedback. I think you should go Sam down clown. Yeah. Yeah. It sounds like a great Halloween costume too. It does. I could do that. Oh,
Dave, you gotta go as Sam. Maybe else, maybe else. Maybe I'll say it out loud. I don't know. Yeah, that'd be perfect. The second appearance of the Santel cloud. Uh, well, all right, Mark, I want to thank you so much for, for joining us, uh, being a guest. Nick, my sometimes cohost, I appreciate you coming on as well. Well, I, by coming on, I mean forcing me to have you on because you wanted to hear this story. So much fun to hear this
I appreciate you guys having me too. Yeah. Really great. Come back anytime. And this is fun. Yeah, Mark. It was a, it was great to great to finally meet you. Uh, I definitely want to, I'm going to shoot you a message on Instagram because I want to pick your brain a little bit more. Okay. Sounds good. Awesome. All right. Yeah. Thank you. Yeah. Yeah. I usually prefer to, uh, actually when I'm writing, I usually have a stout or an IPA with me.
It's the way to go. I tell my wife it's research. I need to drink these beers because it's research. All right. Well, on that note, I just want to say thank you everyone. Uh, be sure to follow us. Follow us on Instagram at cryptic cocktail. Follow us on Twitter. I have a Twitter. I don't use it. Follow us on Twitter at, uh, cryptic cocktail. Follow me on TikTok at cryptic cocktail party. It's really bad, but it's fun. Uh, if you want to support the show,
please do. There's a link in the episode description. You can donate a dollar, $5, a million dollars, whatever you want to do. Uh, and with that, thank you, Mark. Thank you, Nick. Say bye everyone. Thanks. Bye. Have a good day.