My younger Sister and I were staying with our Father on the Trueba Ranch north of Beatty Nevada. When my Father left to go to work in Beatty, I took my twenty two single shot rifle and headed up the ridge to the northwest of the home he was renting.I walked up the ridge, and when I crested there was in the small canyon a white bright saucer shaped object hovering. I immediately layed down and observeved this large bright white object for what could have been up to five minutes. As I watched, the craft lifted off to my right, and in a matter of seconds was gone from my sight.I was scared and immediately ran back to the house to tell my sister what I had seen, she of course did not believe me, and no amount of my pleading my case helped.When my Father returned home, I got the same sceptical reaction from him, he eventually shrugged it off with the sun being in my eyes. So with the sceptism I received from my family, I did not want to be thought of as a nut, so I kept my story mostly to myself. I have asked my Sister if she remembers the incident, and she does.I later met a man who was very respected in his field of work, and I told him of my experience, he told me my story was similar to one his Mother told of a sighting she had in Montana. She also did not want to be branded as a nutcase, so she kept her story mostly to herself.