I could not be Captain Cook. There was no new island to discover. No lee shore to step upon for the first time. No “Giants of Patagonia” to entice the adventurous to a mythic land in which one might discover Professor Challenger’s “Lost World” and find dinosaurs on an isolated escarpment. But world mysteries abounded. They captured the minds of generations. Yet none were ever solved. I began here at The Bermuda Triangle . . . I became known as The Quester and my adventure and discovery continue at The Quester Files.