While walking home from a bus stop under the calm night sky of Calgary in 2003, something unusual caught my eye. At first, I thought I was glimpsing stars—three bright lights arranged in an unmistakable triangle. Their formation was serene and at an altitude typical of a helicopter, not a jet. But the nature of their flight soon dislodged any simple explanation.
Initially, I considered Canadian geese; their famed V formations were a tempting comparison, and their low flight altitude matched. Yet, as the object moved swiftly yet silently across the sky, lighting without the rhythmic blinking typical of commercial planes, the familiar bird theory dissolved.
This was no ordinary aerial spectacle. It was a triangular craft, nearly silent, gliding steadily without the usual signs of aircraft navigation lights. Not even a whisper of rotor blades suggested a helicopter, and the lack of blinking lights ruled out standard planes. The craft sailed steadily toward the northwest, a silent sentinel in the shadowed night.
Speculating on its origins, I couldn’t claim a definitive answer. Could it have been a military spy craft, perhaps American in origin, slipping quietly over Canadian skies? Given Canada’s typical defense capabilities, that seemed plausible, if improbable. As for extraterrestrial claims, skepticism demands caution; yet, the experience was undeniably compelling.
That night in Calgary, under the cloak of darkness and calm, I witnessed something that defied routine explanation—a quiet, swift triangle of light moving with purpose and mystery. An encounter rooted in the unknown, etched in the mind with the weight of the unexplainable.