Discovering Secret World War II Plane Crash

World War II History Buff

I’ve always been curious about World War II and having explore crash sites of planes in Newfoundland, I got curious on if there was any crash sites on Prince Edward Island. Sure enough, there was.

I visited my first Island crash site in May. It was located in Richmond. You can read more about it here. I was eager to find a second, which I did in Alaska. Now, I am eager to learn about a third. Feel free to contact me with any tips!

Alaska, Prince Edward Island

The following week I was up in Alaska, PEI trying to find this site. I had been messaging back and forth with a lady who had information on this new to me crash site in Alaska. She provided me with a couple of contact numbers of locals in the area with knowledge.

After calling one man, I must have spent 2- 3 hours on the phone with him talking about the history of it all. It was really all amazing, speaking with someone so knowledgeable about the history of this area.

The other number I contacted, I only got a voicemail. It was the owner of the land in which the remains of this plane are located. This was an important piece of the puzzle.  

I spent some more time researching. Eventually, I came back up to the area. Having knocked on a couple of doors in Alaska, no one knew about it except my original source. She also provided me with information on the owner. I went and tracked him down showing up on his doorstep in the middle of the pandemic, I greeted him with a simple hello!

We spent some time talking, looking at maps, and going over the history. He had told me a lot of people removed parts of the plane which is why he asked me not to disclose the location (pls don’t bother asking).

Armed with this information, I took off to visit the property.

The First Hike

I spent an hour hiking into where I thought the location was and 2-3 hours searching through the woods. I could verify the location on Google Maps, however, could not make any phone calls due to no cell service. I eventually hiked the hour trip out of the woods and gave up. Perplexed, I went back to the owner’s house looking for more details. 

We again went over some maps and I discovered where I went wrong. I zigged when I should have zagged and I would commit to coming back the following weekend.

The Second Hike

The next week was nicer, we had lots of sun and barely any rain. It helped dry up the local roads which were promising. Not so promising were the black flies and mosquitos which we tried to prepare ourselves for. A friend had come upon this trip so they would be able to feast on the two of us.

We started out again, an hour hike into the woods and probably another 30 minutes looking around.

Lost

We got to the same point of desperation to find the crash site when I realized where we went wrong. There was a not-so-obvious turn we missed. We proceeded back and took a turn. It was covered over very well. The terrain was rougher than the first section with an addition of water everywhere. After making it to the final field, trees were down everywhere. For the last leg of the journey, we were constantly walking on the downed trees. Eventually, we made it to the right part. It was just a matter of making it to the area of the field where the plane was at.

We had made it to the back of the lot and immediately recognized the signs I was told from the previous chats with the owner and followed them. Finally, we made it around the area of trees that was not cut, which was out of respect to the people who passed away in the crash.

Found it! Page 2.