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At about ten on a Sunday night in October 1894, one brilliant fireball crossed Arizona Territory. Flagstaff saw it burst over the Elden mountains, Mesa “just this side of Superstition,” and Globe felt a detonation that “shook the earth.” Mohave County had it hit Wallapai mountain, and Tucson called it “the first dispatch from Mars.”
At 3:56 a.m. on June 2, 2016, a fireball lit up the Southwest, and sonic booms were heard across the Phoenix area. More than 400 people reported it. It wasn't a launch or a re-entry. Radar tracked falling stones, and fifteen meteorites were recovered. They were named Dishchii'bikoh.
In December 1900, families living in the ruins of the abandoned Fort Lowell said a tall figure in high boots and a soldier's uniform was coming out of the walls at night. Shots and dogs couldn't catch it. Within weeks two territorial papers had turned it into a running joke, and the people who first reported it were nearly written out of their own story.
Haunted Canyon, in the mountains between Superior and Globe, is said to have been named by a prospector who sat out a terrifying monsoon there in 1891. That story is hard to pin down. What the papers do show is the name in casual use by 1893, and by 1896 a Phoenix paper selling the canyon as “an ideal summer resort.”
In the summer of 1891 the Colorado River spilled into the dry Salton Sink and made a real new lake. Within days a “special” dispatch had put a fifty-foot sea serpent in it. Some papers played along, one claimed to confirm it, and Yuma's paper later dismissed the serpent stories as “trash.” Part one of a two-part case.
At 7:21 p.m. on October 7, 2018, people across metro Phoenix photographed a strange glowing streak in the western sky. It was a Falcon 9 launched from Vandenberg in California, lit by a sun that had set over Arizona more than an hour earlier, and its first stage flew back to land at the base for the first time.
For a month in the autumn of 1894, people on South Main Street in Tucson reported a night prowler that changed shape: a dog, a hog, a burro, a man on all fours. Armed parties hunted it, and rumor blamed an elderly Tohono O'odham woman. Then the Citizen announced that “the Main street spook has been laid.” It was a thief in a pillow-case mask.
Six weeks after Phoenix's Salton sea serpent, a Tucson paper told how a fire bell, a frightened teamster and a moonlit crowd led to a seven-headed monster rising from the flooded Santa Cruz and preaching a sermon about rain and real estate. Yuma's paper called it “trash.” Part two of the Salton serpent case.
Two October meteor showers peak this month: the Draconids on the evening of October 8 and the Orionids before dawn around October 21–22. Here's when to look from Arizona, and how to tell a meteor or fireball from a rocket plume or a satellite.
At dusk on December 22, 2017, a glowing, branching cloud crossed the Southern California sky and stopped traffic on the freeways. The Los Angeles Fire Department had to explain it: a Falcon 9 launch from Vandenberg. AP reported it was seen as far away as Phoenix.
On the night of 1 April 1897, thousands in Kansas City watched a moving light the wire called an airship. Flagstaff reprinted the dispatch a week later. Two weeks after that, it printed a cocktail recipe for seeing one.
Arizona's Rim country has its own hairy giant. This short explainer covers how far back it can be traced in print. The answer is not very far: the earliest known use of the name is a 1967 newspaper article that we haven't found yet.
In September 1898, an elderly woman on the east side of Phoenix asked the county for protection from someone pelting her home with stones. Crowds came to watch, two rival papers covered it, and nine months later the case had still never been explained.
A golden-trailed fireball crossed the Salt River Valley at dinnertime on 6 October 1906 and broke up with a boom. Callers feared an explosion, the Weather Bureau observer timed it with his watch, and Tucson and Phoenix each said it passed right over them.
For about a decade, frontier Arizona told stories of a huge red animal carrying a corpse. An 1893 newspaper said a rancher finally shot it, and it was a camel, laced with knotted rawhide. The camels were real. Almost everything else rests on a single story.
On the Tuesday before Christmas 2015, a bright, slow, fragmenting light crossed the evening sky from California to Arizona. It wasn't a meteor. It was the spent third stage of the Soyuz rocket that had launched a cargo ship to the space station the day before.
Just after 7 p.m. on September 28, 2025, a long, glowing streak drifted across Arizona from Flagstaff to Tucson, and some people asked if it was a comet. It was a Falcon 9 that had launched from Vandenberg a few minutes earlier, lit by a sun that had already set.
Not an anomaly, just the history of a holiday. In 1885 a Yuma paper had to explain Halloween as a custom from back East. By 1901 Tombstone boys were swapping the lawyer's and the grocer's signs, and by 1910 Winslow parties had a haunted house and a witch's den.
A 66-year-old Washington retiree walked into the Superstition Mountains in June 1931 to look for the Lost Dutchman mine and did not come out. Three wire services and a local weekly reported his death three different ways, and none of them recorded a verdict that we can find.
Arizona's Bigfoot lore is often traced to a 1903 Williams News front page. The archive shows something else: a lower Grand Canyon tall tale, syndicated coast to coast under three different credits, and mocked in Phoenix within two weeks.
In April 1890 the Tombstone Epitaph reported that two ranchers had shot a 160-foot winged creature in the desert. A week later a Florence paper reprinted it and signed it “The Epitaph Liar.” The famous photograph of the beast doesn't show up until 1963, and nobody has ever produced one.
Between 1924 and 1930, lead crosses and swords with Latin inscriptions came out of the caliche beside an old lime kiln on Silverbell Road. They seemed to tell of a Roman-Jewish colony in eighth-century Arizona. The 1925 skeptics had it right: they're a hoax.
