UFO over Galway Bay Chapter 2: Psychic Mayday from a crashed UFO

My 1986 UFO Dream Gave Me Crash Coordinates. 31 Years Later, I Went to Greenland to reconnect.

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My 1986 UFO Dream Gave Me Crash Coordinates. 31 Years Later, I Went to Greenland to reconnect.
The Violent Awakening
Dream Reconstruction
Discovering Disko Island: From Dream to Destination
Turning Curiosity into Action: The Journey to Greenland
The True Crash Site: Lost to the Deep
A Different Discovery and an Enduring Mystery

The Violent Awakening

Two weeks after my sighting and the journal headlines I had a strange dream. The memory of it has never felt like my own. It feels borrowed, imprinted on my mind one night in 1986. It began not as a dream, but as a violent awakening into another place.

I found myself on the bridge of a ship not of human design.

Dream reconstruction

Dream Reconstruction

Around me, a frantic crew moved with a desperate, failing grace. The air was thick with a cacophony of shrieks that I understood not with my ears, but with my soul: they were terrified. Through a viewport, I saw a sea of ice churning below, rushing toward us. In the chaos, my eyes locked onto a single point of clarity: a digital display, flickering with a sequence of numbers.

They were the last thing I saw before a final, violent lurch plunged everything into darkness.

I awoke with a gasp in my own bed, the digits seared into my memory. Before they could fade, I scrawled them onto a notepad. For two days, they stared back at me, a meaningless string of numbers. But a thought began to form in my mind. The numbers weren’t random. They were a location.

Discovering Disko Island: From Dream to Destination

At the public library, an old atlas confirmed my suspicion. My fingers traced the lines to a desolate patch of icy water off the coast of Greenland, near a place called Disko Island.

“Disko Island,” I thought, a smile touching my lips. “A bit on the nose, isn’t it?” The idea that my dream was some kind of psychic mayday from a crashed UFO seemed utterly ridiculous, but the chain of events was too compelling to ignore. I hadn’t “known” that the coordinates pointed to a location in the Arctic Circle. Despite this, what I had seen from the alien bridge were Arctic waters. This made sense.

In the following days I filed the experience away, a fascinating but seemingly unsolvable mystery.

For thirty-one years, that knowledge festered. A splinter in my mind. What really happened that night? Was it a warning? A memory? An echo of a tragedy that bled through space and time into my sleep?

Turning Curiosity into Action: The Journey to Greenland

In 2017, I finally had the opportunity to know. After a redundancy I was given a severance cheque. I used part of it to travel to Greenland, to the edge of the world, to confront the ghost that had haunted me for decades. My search started from a distance, poring over satellite images, hunting for any anomaly, any scar on the seabed that could betray a secret. The best I could do however, was to scour the coastline of Disko Island.

Disko Island: the discovery of the shipwreck of the steam whaler Wildfire from 1868, by Erich Habich-Traut

The True Crash Site: Lost to the Deep

But the sea holds its secrets close. The true coordinates, the point of impact from my dream, are out in the crushing deep. A place where oceanographic data is a modern myth and the icy darkness swallows all light. It’s down there, a place I can point to on a map but can never reach by myself.

The author (right) before the dive to the shipwreck from 1868

A Different Discovery and an Enduring Mystery

I discovered a ship along the coastline of Disko Island, but it wasn’t the vessel I had hoped to find. Instead, I uncovered an even deeper mystery. I journeyed to Greenland for answers, yet only encountered a cold, silent confirmation that something waits in the abyss. My experience taught me that we shouldn’t fear the unknown, but embrace it with hope and curiosity.

And it knows I have its address.

Some may now say that this is the Holy Grail.
I have waited 39 years to talk about this.
Are you ready?

This article is part of a series, all related to an unexplained sighting I had in 1986 in Ireland:

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