I had heard of the Bermuda Triangle before my experience – its legend has a permanent place in the American pop culture. But I didn’t believe any of the stranger stories – after all, there’s always an explanation for a missing boat, or a missing plane. Behind every mystery there are logical conclusions to be drawn, once you’re past the forest of ghost stories and urban legend.

Right?

The Bermuda Triangle, as you see in the map, is an area bordered by Bermuda, Cuba, Puerto Rico and Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. The four imaginary lines form a perfect triangle. [edit, 4 years later. I can’t believe nobody has pointed out the number of sides.]

The legend of the Triangle really began in 1945, with the disappearance of Flight 19. Five Navy bombers vanished in the waters within the Triangle, and no trace of them was ever found – no planes, no wreckage, nothing. Someone did some checking into the ghostly history of the area, and saw one account after another that could not be explained by Earthly means. One even comes from Christopher Columbus, who logged bizarre phenomena there, including spinning compasses and a sky that changed to psychedelic colors before his eyes. The legend was born.

Theories abound about what happened to Flight 19 and its 27 men. But the Bermuda Triangle has yielded no clues, and the leader of the flight, Lt. Charles Taylor, refuses comment to this very day.

What will follow on this pages is my own story, not as costly as the loss of Flight 19 – but every bit as bizarre.

Coming soon. .