Two balls of light approached a point 1/2 mile out, over the ocean, and just south of the O. B. pier. At this point, the two balls of light merged into one, and approached the cliffs.

The first yellow, glowing, ball was seen heading north from the Mexico border, leaving a bright trail behind. I looked around, from a bench on the cliffs, to see if anybody on the cliffs or the pier below, saw the bright ball approach. Now looking north, I saw another yellow glowing ball, between myself and the pier, making a steep decent, then leveling out momemtarily, then rapidly decending behind a house, and down into cliffs below. I am certain that the second ball of light hit landfall. The first glowing ball was now hovering 1/2 mile out over the ocean directly in front of me. The second ball rose up into view again, hovered, then slowly flew out to join the first yellow ball. The strange thing about these glowing balls, was that they seemed to stay the same size no matter if they approached or flew off. The two yellow balls became one while hovering directly in front of the bench I was on. Next, the now larger singular ball of yellow light towards me, up the cliff, stopping 4 feet away, and about 6 feet in the air.