By now, the space invaders’ modus operandi is pretty clear: They arrive late at night, swooping down on a country lane, snatching bleary-eyed drivers up into the U.F.O., performing strange experiments (maybe sexual, you never know), and depositing the confused humans back on earth. If this sounds like your cup of tea, head out for a close encounter of your own kind on State Road 52, near the Florida Estates Winery. It gets dark out here, people. Really dark. For a long stretch of road, there is nothing around but cows and power lines. We all know how much the aliens enjoy a good cattle mutilation. Hell, it’s practically an intergalactic mousetrap.
This article appears in Sep 14-20, 2005.