Marius Boirayon - Solomon Islands Mysteries: Accounts of Giants and UFOs in the Solomon Islands

Marius Boirayon

First published by Marius Boirayon 2009

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INTRODUCTION

M y first contact with Marius and his strange stories of giants and UFOs in the Solomon Islands was through an article published in Nexus magazine several years ago and I can still remember my utter disbelief when I first encountered his article and how I abandoned it on more than one occasion in favour of more believable prose.

However, for some reason, that to this day I cannot explain, I kept returning to this bizarre article, where the words just seemed to crawl off the pages and lodge under my skin like some strange tropical life form looking for a suitable host. There these words remained until one morning when I finally called Duncan Roads of Nexus to see how I could contact the author of these strange tales, who was at the time looking for sponsors to continue his quest into the mysteries of the Solomon Islands.

Within a few days, I found myself on a plane from Sydney to some obscure destination in Queensland to meet with Marius and another contact from Melbourne called Peter Tulloch, who also, for reasons not quite clear to himself, was now heading for the same destination as part of some strange rendezvous, that in rational moments of introspection made absolutely no sense at all to either of us at the time.

Somehow, we all met and the strangeness just got stranger by the moment as we listened to more of what Marius had to recount about his past in these islands. It was then that I learnt that Peter was a well known ex TV news cameraman who had now decided to explore the mysteries of the world in a more entrepreneurial manner than mainstream television could handle. So this meant that we had Marius with his strange tales, Peter with the ability to professionally record any expedition and myself with some meagre funds to try and finance our potential visits to these islands.

After a long day with Marius in the hot sun, which may have impaired our judgement, Peter and I agreed that this whole thing was so mad, so bizarre and so utterly unbelievable that we just had to mount an expedition to see what the hell was going on in these islands. If somehow we had all been brought to this one spot of Australian dirt just to discuss such a seemingly impossible reality just off our shores, then we just had to go, if only see what lay ahead in our collective future.

Now superficially, it all sounds easy. I mean you just book your ticket on Solair (which is now Solomon Airlines) and in three hours or so from Brisbane you are in Honiara, the capital of the Solomon Islands, just itching to start your adventure. How difficult could it be? After all, I had only just a few years earlier taken my family to one of the Solomon Islands for two weeks of unforgettable solitude and beauty and we were still all in one piece.

Well, then we werent hunting the big game of giants and UFOs, or trying to locate their alleged underground bases, but now that we were, the places we needed to go to may as well have been deep in the Nevada deserts AREA 51. In fact this was probably worse, as at least in Nevada you get confronted by conventional, if intimidating, security guards with weapons that you recognise, but here your impediments are at once subtle, then overt and lastly, down right life threatening. This is unless of course you have the right passwords from the right people delivered at the right time to the right ears. Yes, it is that convoluted, potentially that dangerous and certainly not for the faint hearted.

It got to the point that just trying to get to the sites that Marius favoured gave us enough information for a book the size of War and Peace as we hung on to the roller coaster ride that ensued in just trying to arrange how we would get to these remote areas in the islands. Then, just to add an extra component to it all, Australia decided to give military assistance to these embattled islands after John Howard returned from a visit to his friend George Bush, which then meant that there was an added complexity in not only getting to the islands, but also moving around once you were there.

Finally the arrangements were made, which in Solomon Islands terms, is a different sort of made than you would be used to from your local travel agent and our intrepid explorer Peter Tulloch entered the mystery of the remote outer islands of the Solomons and the deeper he went, the stranger it became and the closer that fact, fiction and magic began to merge. All he needed was to meet Marlon Brando in a cave in the rainforest with Francis Ford Coppola shouting Action. It was genuinely that weird.

The more Peter became accepted by the islanders in these remote communities, the more the stories flowed and if they are to be believed, giants and UFOs do inhabit these primitive islands; certainly within the realms of reality in which these people live, which itself is so far outside of our western experience that we may as well be another breed of aliens stumbling out of our UFOs into the clutches of the towering dark tropical rainforests, which are so dense, that in Peters words, they could hide a Tyrannosaurus Rex at twenty paces.

Tragically, our plan for a progressive series of expeditions into these amazing lands was cut short when within a year of our first visit to the islands, Peter was diagnosed with a very rare and virulent form of cancer from which he died 18 months later. So while we only scratched the surface of the strange tales of the Solomon Islands, this book will give you some idea of the magic and mystery that Marius encountered as a resident of these islands, where he married into the local community.

So to Peter Tulloch, a great friend and an amazing spirit. You inspired us all and your journey to take up the challenge laid down by Marius to trace his footsteps to see what really lurks deep in these amazing lands will never be forgotten. Peter, we miss you, your spirit and everything that is you. Oh yes, and thanks for the saucer cloud!

Gareth Owen

Sydney

2009

PREFACE

W hy have I had to recount again, by writing this book, the discoveries of the Solomon Islands giant race and extraterrestrial UFOs, that I made in these islands years ago? Although these were astonishing finds, beyond contemporary thinking, for many reasons they have still not yet been recognised by mainstream science though now I fully understand why this is so.

Within the last ten years I have been kidnapped from the Solomon Islands without a passport or any possessions, then sent back to Australia by my own countrys federal police under escort. Their bosses also stopped me from leaving Australia for other countries of the world. Even if the current Prime Minister of the Solomon Islands pleaded with me to come back, Id have to get permission from the Australian Governments covert, ultra-secretive intelligence agencies; which are hooked up to their counterparts within, at least, the United States and Britain. And that definitely wont be happening, for reasons one might find in this book.

Contained within is also a never-before-recorded glimpse into the incredibly bizarre history of the Solomon Islands, a country north of Australia.

It features a small collection of well-known, historical Solomon Islands folklore stories, which Ive used to depict the tumultuous relationship the Solomon Islanders have endured with their giant race and other extraterrestrial subterranean beings, who have been living with them for millennia, right to this present day.