Apologies for monopolising the thread, but while I'm on I'd like to highlight the implausibility of this claim: a person would have to be a keen, if not superhuman, fell-runner to traverse the distance between White Wells (-ish) and Menston in thirty minutes. A rough estimate using Google Earth suggests it's around 6km
as the crow flies. Now, there are suggestions that our man lost an hour, but even so, 90 minutes to cover 3.7-odd miles is a respectable pace, especially given the terrain and the fact that even the most direct walking route won't be a straight line. The account Max is quoting suggests he decided to give up on East Morton, but for the sake of completion I'll add that it's around 5km from White Wells. So, a bit more doable in 90 minutes, but nobbut just.
Has anyone managed to uncover any more concrete information about his movements after the encounter?
ETA
@Ronnie Jersey posted an informative link a few pages back:
https://ufologie.patrickgross.org/htm/ilkleymoor.htm A couple of extracts leapt out at me. Firstly:
I was particularly interested to note the adjective "arduous". In any event, if this account is to be believed, it suggests I was on the right track, pun intended, by favouring the southernmost path. The "stand of trees" is likely to be the bigger of the two copses on Max's image back on page 3. It certainly gives more of a focus for my next foray onto that part of the moor.
Secondly, This certainly seems like a more likely time frame for him to complete the walk to Menston, but he still ought to have known that there was no way he could walk it in 30 minutes. More to the point, why didn't he just turn round and walk home if he was feeling perturbed?
Finally, I'm confused myself, now. I'd have thought either Leeds or Bradford would be much more easily accessible from Menston via bus and, being larger metropolises, they'd undoubtedly have express film developers. None of the reports of his subsequent movements make much sense to me, unless it is part of the disorientation that he is likely to have felt assuming there was anything at all to his purported encounter.