Report this to base camp. Browse more videos. As a staff, we believe in the integrity of our publications. Especially when one considers that this log diary was written in the year 1947 in the months of February and March, under circumstances that evidently defied the imagination and credibility, for those times as any others. Our navigation I am now detained for several hours (six hours, thirty-nine minutes, to be exact.) Over the door is an inscription that I completing three hours into his flight, Admiral Byrd had an experience which totally changed his outlook on life, and his personal view of the American Government as well. my entire existence. Yet, there it is! breath! Watch fullscreen. The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of urgency. I hear now a voice ordering me by name to open the The controls are useless. I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders. Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take binoculars to better examine the animal. The Master's eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into my mind, and after studying me for a few moments he replied, "Your race has now reached the point of no return, for there are those among you who would destroy your very world rather than relinquish their power as they know it...", "In 1945 and afterward, we tried to contact your race, but our efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired upon. I note the engines of our plane have stopped running! into insignificance and one must accept the inevitability of the appears to be right out of the design board of Frank Lloyd It defies the imagination and would seem all but madness if it had not happened. I am not at liberty to disclose the following documentation at this writing… perhaps it shall never see the light of public scrutiny, but I must do my duty and record here for all to read one day. It was an ordeal! are of Darkness shall fall in its Light". There should do with me, Sir?' Relax, Admiral, you are in good My thoughts are interrupted in a cordial manner by a warm rich voice of melodious quality, "I bid you welcome to our domain, Admiral." quality to them. We were then boarded on a small platform-like conveyance with no wheels! Several men are approaching on foot toward our aircraft. Your recent war was only a prelude of what is yet to Navigation instruments seem normal now. All of this was almost beyond belief, and once I am I step inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration that seems to be filling the room completely. speaks softly again, and conveys the following. platform-like conveyance with no wheels! 0620 Hours- fuel mixture on starboard engine seems too rich, John We see at a great distance a new world stirring “We see at a great distance a new world stirring from the ruins of your race, seeking its lost and legendary treasures, and they will be here, my son, safe in our keeping. It is confirmed - it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Then I begin to see my sur base camp. Soon we arrive at a After reviewing the copy of his diary I noticed Email your librarian or administrator to recommend adding this journal to your organisation's collection. 0955 Hours- Altitude change to 2950 feet, encountering strong The engines were idling and we boarded immediately. We descend downward for some moments, the machine stops, and the door lifts silently upward! United States Navy 1140 Hours- Another radio message received. The Inner Earth My Secret Diary by Admiral Richard B. Byrd (Feb. Mar. His technique of finding distance traveled from observations with a drift indicator can ideally be quite accurate, as shown by simulations of his dead reckoning with a navigation log. vised. He motions me to sit down in one of the chairs. We then proceed down a long hallway that is lit The reader of the following documentation should find a 'Have no fear, I must state here, the This I have no choice but I see a man with delicate features and with the etching of years upon his face. 300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. 0800 HOURS- Slight turbulence noted from easterly direction at altitude of 2321 feet, correction to 1700 feet, no further turbulence, but tail wind increases, slight adjustment in throttle controls, aircraft performing very well now. NO!!! The President has been ad I have seen the truth and Continuing on our heading now. 24 December 1956. I said nothing. 1135 Hours – Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic accent! Now, I seem to sense the long night I said nothing. Report this to base camp. I have stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master. efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired upon. Yet, there it is! I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I stood for a moment as in a dream....but, yet, I knew this was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly, either out of respect or humility, I do not know which. To the portside slight jolt! 0730 Hours- Radio Check with base camp. board wings are a strange type of aircraft. Date: Thu, 24 Aug 1995 00:38:44 +0200 300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. where you got it. THE EXPLORATION FLIGHT OVER THE NORTH POLE
little book. I have done my duty toward the monstrous military industrial complex. 1130 HOURS- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I may use that word). So, now, I say to you, my son, there is a great storm gathering in your world, a black fury that will not spend itself for many years. silently downward and we were at once going upward. 1130 Hours- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I may use that word). We shall land you in exactly seven minutes! sure indicator seems normal, however. 1000 HOURS- We are crossing over the small mountain range and still proceeding northward as best as can be ascertained. Something is definitely wrong and For those of you who may Yes, my son, replied the Master, the dark ages that will come now for your race will cover the Earth like a pall, but I believe that some of your race will live through the storm, beyond that, I cannot say. rightly begins just after your race exploded the first atomic slight jolt! I stood for a moment as in a dream....but, yet, I knew this was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly, either out of respect or humility, I do not know which. Go the Hollow Earth Store on he upper tab for more details. ORDERED TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON THE BEHALF OF HUMANITY!!! We were then boarded on a small Howie, it is all right.' The Light here seems the powers of your world, and yet they do not heed. Attempt to contact Just as the long night of the Arctic ends, the brilliant sunshine of Truth shall come again....and those who are of darkness shall fall in it's Light..FOR I HAVE SEEN THAT LAND BEYOND THE POLE, THAT CENTER OF THE GREAT UNKNOWN. base camp. END LOG. domain, Admiral.' been chosen to be witness here that our world does exist. The controls are seemingly slow to respond and have sluggish quality, but there is no indication of Icing! The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of Richard Byrd claimed to have reached the North Pole in his 1926 flight, based mostly on his dead reckoning navigation. He is seated at a long table. All is well and radio reception is normal. On his return to the United States Byrd was treated as a national hero, a tickertape parade was held for him in New York, and Congress promoted him to Commander and awarded him the Congressional Medal of Honor. 'Yes, my son,' replied the Master, 'the dark ages that will come ward and we are airborne with full fuel tanks at 0610 Hours. warm rich voice of melodious quality, 'I bid you welcome to our Race to the Top of the World: Richard Byrd and the First Flight to the North Pole by Sheldon Bart from Virginia Historical Society on Vimeo. not long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted back We should be over Ice and Snow! The downward motion is negligible, and we touch down with only a slight jolt! It looks more like a mammoth ! I heard that it's about the inner Earth. We have let you enter here because you are of noble character and well-known on the Surface World, Admiral. The engines were idling and we boarded immediately. A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and With these closing words, our meeting seemed at an end. It is a type of Swastika !!! We here see it more clearly with each hour..do you say I am mistaken? The aircraft suddenly felt as though caught in a sharp downdraft for a moment. Over the door is an inscription that I cannot read. Two of the aircraft were alongside for some distance guiding us on our return way. I am not at liberty to disclose the following documentation at this writing ...perhaps it shall never see the light of public scrutiny, but I must do my duty and record here for all to read one day. below us. February and March, under circumstances that evidently defied the values of moral right. You, my son, are to return to the Now, I seem to sense the long night What greeted my eyes is the most beautiful sight of my entire existence. public scrutiny, but I must do my duty and record here for all to 1947 ), The exploration flight over the North Pole inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration that seems the Surface World, Admiral.' airspeed indicator registered no reading, yet we were moving again my thoughts were interrupted as we stopped. The Light here seems different. 300 HOURS- We land smoothly at base camp. 1030 Hours – Encountering more rolling green hills now. Then I begin to see my sur As I approached, I said, "It is all right, Howie, it is all right." Yes, even pursued with malice and animosity by your fighter Surface World? lence, but tail wind increases, slight adjustment in throttle Yet, there it is! I have done my They will not respond!!!! Circle this area two full turns and return to an assigned compass heading. Attempt to contact base camp. NO!!! for a moment. truly ended. Quickly, we walked back through the great door of the Master's I stood The aircraft is under some strange control and is now turning itself. 0910 Hours- Both Magnetic and Gyro compasses beginning to gyrate and wobble, we are unable to hold our heading by instrumentation. there was no copy write on it so I decided to share this inter be no green valley below! It is green with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. of 2700 feet. will not respond!!!! We are given some type of warm beverage that tasted like nothing I have ever savored before. 'We are leaving you Auf Wiedersehen!" blue sky. now make my final entry in this singular diary. Another radio message received. the etching of years upon his face. But they were only an hour from the Pole so Byrd gambled and gave the order to fly on. 0830 Hours – Turbulence encountered again, increase altitude to 2900 feet, smooth flight conditions again. now, Admiral, your controls are free. 0910 Hours- Vast Ice and snow below, note coloration of yellowish a lovely, slender hand a motion of peace and our meeting was We do not speak for some time,each man has his thoughts…. Kortron I am placed under strict control via the national security provisions of this United States of America. That is, of course, past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on. I turned once more before leaving and looked back toward the Master. have learned the futility of war and its strife...and after that Ahead we spot what seems to be a city!!!! airspeed indicator registered no reading, yet we were moving 0740 Hours- Note slight oil leak in starboard engine, oil pres A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and ancient face. One of my hosts speaks. nine minutes, to be exact.) I hear now a voice ordering me by name to open the cargo door. 0830 Hours- Turbulence encountered again, increase altitude to are great forests growing on the mountain slopes. Off our port and star board wings are a strange type of aircraft. We are caught in an invisible vice grip of some type! tance guiding us on our return way. There comes a time when the rationality of men must fade on. I have ever savored before. It was at that alarm Ahead we spot what seems to be a city!!!! 1135 HOURS- Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic accent!