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About my experience in the Bermuda Triangle. There isn't
really that much to tell and certainly not enough to base an entire
show on. One thing for sure though, there is no explanation for it ...
on this earth anyhow.

A little background first; I have spent most of my life on and around
the ocean as a commercial fisherman and sailing enthusiast. I have
also done a lot of sailboat deliveries. For some reason most of them
have ended up being boats without an engine as have all my own
personal boats. I have also done some sailing around South America and
Mexico. I went to Mexico for two weeks and stayed for 8 1/2 years.
Since I sail single-handed most of the time That extended visit wasn't
a problem. Like who s going to sail to another country in a $500 boat
24 feet long anyhow so that is why I sail alone SNICKER.

Anyhow...  I also did a lot of deliveries by water between Florida,
South America and New York which is what I was doing when this
happened.

I had left Florida on my way to New York which takes me through the
Bermuda Triangle. That didn't bother me because I have been through it
many times and seen many strange sights. The compass turning in
circles is pretty much a ho-hum thing now days.

This one particular night it was almost calm, just enough wind to
barely keep the boat moving. I was sitting on the deck just enjoying
the night and looking at the stars.

I noticed a green glow on the water ahead. I had seen this before but
normally I am trying to make miles so I never investigated it. Since
this day was already shot I turned toward it. As I got close to it it
was like a low fog about 3 feet high with sharp edges. What little
breeze there was didn't seem to affect it like the fog. I couldn't see
into it either.

I sailed along the edge of it for about ten feet from it for maybe
fifteen minutes and continued on my trip.

When I got to New York  I tied the boat up and mentioned to one of the
boat yard employees I had to run down to the bank before it closed. He
told me it was closed on Sunday.

Since a nautical log book is admissible in court it HAS to be correct
so this statement meant I was off by three days. Totally unacceptable.
I went back to the boat and went through it looking for my mistake. I
make an entry in it every several hours with wind water and weather
conditions along with the time and date. Everything appeared to be
correct so I called several friends back home and confirmed the date I
left Florida. That was correct. I got out a new chart and plotted
every position over again. Everything was correct. It wasn't a case of
getting the departure date wrong or writing a date incorrectly
someplace in the log book.

I am  short wave listener on the boat and the radio is always on. I
often make notes in my log book about programs in case I ever decide
to get a confirmation (QSL) card from the station. To get the QSL card
you have to give information about 20 to 30 minutes of broadcast
including the correct time, songs played, guests, news articles etc.
That trip had been relatively uneventful so I had several broadcasts
mentioned every day of the trip so I sent off for a QSL card from
every day of that trip. They all came back confirmed. I could have
gone into a court of law and proven where I was but I wasn't there. On
a small oat of 26 feet a days run is about 50 to 75 miles. I could
have been as much as 200 miles from where I said I was.

According to my calculations there is no way on this earth I could
have arrived in New York on a Sunday. I van't say that the green fog
had anything to do with it or not. It is just a very strange set of
circumstances that nobody has come up with an answer for.

Unlike you I grew up back in ancient times, Before god created dirt,
When space travel was Science Fiction. To me Science Fiction was
boring. When I was a kid I was always interested in the stars. I never
got into astronomy because a pinpoint of light through a telescope is
a slightly larger pinpoint of light to me. I hated that part of
science class because I knew we were never going ther. I didn't even
know where we were located in the solar system. I slept through that
part os Science class in school But I was always looking at the
starts.

When I was about ten I was sitting in the back yard one night
listening to a short wave broadcast from Equador, and they were making
a joke about aliens and space travel. To this day I remember thinking
to my self,"How could anybody be so ignorant as to deny that there was
another planet out there with life on it'. That thought almost knocked
me over because I had always been one not to believe something without
seeing it with my own eyes, at least till later when somebody asked if
I believed in the wind which opened my eyes a little. I couldn't
believe my mind had even harbored the thought.

At that age I also had a lot of dreams every night. Several a night
but I only remembered a few of them. Except for two I remembered they
all came true at some point. One was about a boat that no longer
existed which I only had once and another I had several times. It was
a view of earth from space. Back then I always thought of the earth as
appearing as a blue ball with the continents but in my dreams the
earth was totally blue. Years later when I saw the first picture of
the earth taken from space and saw it as blue I couldn't believe my
eyes. I can't say if my dream was how the earth would look from space,
if I was dreaming about that picture or if that view was something I
was actually going to see for myself. As I got older I finally stopped
having the prophetic dreams and eventually stopped dreaming all
together.  At least I don't remember dreaming the next morning. Since
I had that experience in the Bermuda Triangle I have started dreaming
again. Every time it is The same view of the earth.

I don't really believe I was abducted at any point in my life because
I haven't had any of the other symptoms that usually come with
abduction cases, just a really strange set of circumstances. But then
my life has never been normal either.