Misc data and adventures of a Tayopa treasure hunter

All of this talk of medical emergencies and the like, reminds me of one that happened long ago.

My older brother and I were going to build a tree house.
We needed to clear the small branches first, so we got mom's butcher knives and climbed the tree and started hacking at the stems. Before long my older brother noticed that I had the longer of the knives and demanded an exchange.

He grabbed a branch and swung at it and did not figure in the extra length. The end of the blade went thru his thumbnail and most of his thumb and blood went everywhere. He started to run to the house.

Again his calculations were wrong, he forgot that we were ten feet up a tree, so he grabbed me to regain his balance. Bad idea...

He hit the ground. I landed on him. Again he ran for the house.

Mom was in the house visiting with a new neighbor from a mile down the road. She saw the blood all over both of us and panicked. The neighbor grabbed my brother and ran to the kitchen, found the sugar canister and filled his uningured hand with sugar and shoved his bleeding thumb into it and tied his hands together with a dish towel.

She drove him and Mom to the doctor's office, some twenty miles away.

The doctor said that the sugar stopped the bleeding and that it saved his thumb.. no stitches.

He asked where the Idea came from. The neighbor said "Korea".

She was an army nurse. She said that they used salt there but she didn't think that he could handle the burn.

He still has a ripple in that thumbnail. That was a half century ago.

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hey gals, guys, did you know that instant glue is used instead of stiches??? Perfect for field emergenncy use
compliments of my Oncologist. Course on the tablethey still use stiches.

Have used it multiple times.
Hard to stick until blood flow is staunched though. Have not tried ground black pepper yet to stop bleeding..but if I'm using crazy glue it is not a simple stopping deal usually.
I tack cuts, rather than close them tight , to allow some drainage.. Similar to butterfly tape/bandages.
 

hi Relv. The instant glue is not intended to stop bleeding, only to tack the edges of a wound together, and you are correct, yo don't seal the wound, just enough to hold it together so tat it heals quickly through proper drainage.
 

Why I learned to walk the road:
My brother and I were following a 7.5 map that showed the road, when it turned down hill and around a corner. It was a rock wall on the left side and I was afraid if I hit the wall we would go off the drop to the right. My brother leaning out the passenger widow kept saying, "Go Left, Go Left!" I was within 2 inches of the wall. When we got to the bottom, he said, "I could see daylight under the tire." We took a different route out. LOL
 

Another hard learned lesson. If you are thinking about trusting something that you may need in a pinch, try it first before you need it. Bought some water purification tablets and finally used them out in the field. They were bad and gave me more gas than I could almost stand. Sorry to say the canteen was a plastic one and I was afraid to use it even after rinsing it out. I went up a wash and heard frogs, so I kept going. Found a deep pool under trees and drank clear cold water. That was the first good drink in about 4 hours. So check the tablets before you need them. Same thing for lights, lighters, matches, what ever you are going to use. Tried a camel pack for water before going out and found that it had to be rinsed out with beach, then filled and emptied twice before the water tasted the same as the faucet. It was my bother's youngest boy's and he had not emptied it when he put it up. When out in the hills or woods make sure you trust nothing that you will need in an emergency. Test it! So many times came close to having a real problem in the hills and mountains and made out.
 

I remember a story I heard about Big Bend National Park. A guy went out for a morning jog and disappeared. They spent 3 days trying to find him with dogs and search teams. 6 months later another guy went out for a morning jog and noticed some rocks off the trail. He thought he would climb them so he went over. At the base of the rocks was a skeleton. The other guy had the same thought, slipped, fell, broke his leg and cracked his skull. He was about 100-150 yards off the trail and they couldn't find him, even with dogs. Always tell someone where you are going, when you will come out. If you get out early, call them and let them know. We always carried our drivers licenses, called them body markers, that doesn't mean we carried our wallets.
 

From always looking for snakes and cactus growing up in Arizona, I always watch the ground. This has paid off more than once. Went to the gas station at midnight for the wife (she was throwing news papers at the time) and as I opened the door to get out I saw a 20 dollar bill folded up laying on the ground. There was no one else there. I picked it up, filled the tank and drove home. When I got home I pulled it out of my pocket and unfolded it. I was wrong, it was a $50 bill. Many pennies, quarters, nickels and dimes found the same way.
 

hey gals, guys, did you know that instant glue is used instead of stiches??? Perfect for field emergenncy use
compliments of my Oncologist. Course on the tablethey still use stiches.

Interesting...I have also used super glue when in the outback of Utah for serious cuts. When I used to dig dinosaur bones, we always had it on hand. During a trip to No Man Mesa in southern Utah, I returned to the truck and seen I had a flat tire. Upon getting out the spare, noticed it was flat too. Long story short....we found the hole in the main tire, roughed it up a bit with a file. I took a filtered cigerette, broke off the filter, and removed the paper from the filter. I then placed the filter in to the hole in the tire, applied super glue, and then sprayed it with accelerator. I had a small compressor with me, aired the tire up, and to my surprise, never had another problem on the 100 or so miles home. In fact I forgot it for almost two months before it started leaking again!
I have made the mistake of dripping the glue on my denim pants....WOW it can burn when mixed with denim!
 

Kinda off subject but....Once south of Hanksville Ut. approx. 80 miles, I had a fuel pump that kept vapor locking in the heat. I took off the longest of the windshield wiper tubes that feeds the window sprayers. I then took a one gallon jug that I had in the back with water, and dumped the water out. I used the hose to siphon some gas from my tank. I then put the lid back on the jug of gas, and cut a small hole in it to put the washer hose in. I then stretched it from the carburator gas feed, and held the jug of gas out the window by hand to form a gravity feed. It worked great except having to siphon gas every 10 or so miles. When I did arrive at a gas station in Torrey Ut., all of the tourists had to come and see what the old long haired prospector was up to. I gave a pseudo seminar on the spot.....they thought it was great! Me, a little arm weary, but safe....
 

I've had the vaporlock problem a few times.
Back in the '70s, I had an A.M.C.
Grimlin. It got hot and died in a busy intersection, several teenage boys pushed me and my family out of the intersection.

An older man recognized the symptoms and walked over to help. He saw a bag of grapefruits in the back seat and pulled one out, sliced it in half and mashed it over the fuelpump. He told me to wait about two minutes, then start it, and walked away while eating the other half.

It started and continued to work all summer.

The next summer I clipped several clothspins allong the fuel lines, into and out of the pump. Worked fine from then on.

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I used to carry old spark plugs in the truck along with spare hose clamps. If a hose blew, cut the hose and stick in spark plugs in each end and clamp them down. Replace the water when the car cooled down and then drive it home. Later replace the hose. From Yuma to Gila Bend is a long hot road and people used to drive it at 80-100 miles per hour and the cars would get so hot that the fan belts would melt. Gila Bend and more repair shops than you would believe as they made a living fixing the cars that broke down. Repair shops and motels back in the 60's, more than you would believe for a town that small. Some of the shops would have tow trucks drive 1/2 way to Yuma and back looking for cars that had broken down. Take the people to a motel and the car to a repair shop. The garages could do complete engine overhauls or replacements from off the shelf.
 

When reading stories about lost treasures, always stop and remember human nature. Why would they bury it? If they did why would they tell the true about exactly where it was hidden? What was the travel route that they took to get there. Try and take the route they did and look for landmarks that you would use. They were seeing the same ones. When looking for missions, think about where they would have raised crops for food. Hunting game doesn't last that long. If mining or living at one spot, they had to grow crops. Where is there tillable land? The mines had to be with in walking distance to the food supply.
Like the LDM, he used to go to Queen Creek trading post for supplies when he didn't return to Phoenix. That puts him going in by the Peralta Trailhead at the southern end, to my way of thinking. I know it is more fun to get excited about a story, but stop and think about it. Then go looking. Just my thoughts.
 

hi bonunter, welcome with new uses for Instant glue. Now about your work in fossils ----- cut loose my new friend. :coffee2::coffee2: afternoon coffee break

Happy to have a cup...

When my late father returned from service after WWII, he was considered 100% disabled, (he was shot and ran over in the Phillipines, and carried Jungle Rot his entire life). He decided to prospect for a living. Most of the time, he hunted for uranium, (he was friends with Charlie Steen, the uranium magnate), and wanted his share of the pie. While prospecting, he came across several places that were loaded with fossils, (most fossils give off a small amount of radiation). When I would visit his uranium mines, many times they would pile on the heavy dino bones on top of the load to hold it down on the way to the mill in Moab. There they were ground up and processed. After I survived my stupid, crazy teen years, (late 60's early 70's), I decided to make fossil collecting a business. It didn't work, and I ended up starting a concrete finsihing company. We all know that concrete is a business for the young...I ended up getting in a batch plant accident in the mid 1980's, and was offered a settlement by the insurance company for $33,000. I took it and went back to fossil collecting. It was the life dreams were made of...always in the wilds, no phones, no crowds...absolute perfection. At first, I was collecting dinosaur femurs, claws, jaws, teeth, etc. After I learned the ropes, I began collecting full skeletons, (allosaurus, stegasaurus, camptosaurs, sauropods, etc.). Life was great...until...my dear departed nephew got into serious trouble for buying and selling drugs. Now most of us would take our punches and get back up...not him, he decided to tell the law that good old uncle Rock, (me), was a dino thief...(Side note: I had no idea that I was breaking any laws, I was advertising all over the country for petes sake) This was about the same time that the Black Hills Institute was having trouble with the feds over Sue the T Rex. My name came up in thier records as I had sold them fossils for years. After being payed a visit by the FBI, BLM, and other assorted special agents, my life was turned upside down for almost 8 years. I was told I didn't need an attorney, and didn't bother to aquire one. (MISTAKE) After all, I was taught that honesty was the best policy, so when they asked, I was 100% honest. Told them everything. I was charged with a plethora of felonies for rock hounding, and sent to court off and on for the 8 years. In the end, I was given a massive fine, no jail time, and the judge warned the prosecutors not to bring rockhounds in to his court room. In retrospect, it could have been much worse. Any more they are locking folks up for stepping on crypto-biotic soil and throwing away the key.

There are far more dinosaurs than they want you to believe....they are just not interested in them unless they are a new find that can get thier name published. At one time I took out the head BLM paleontologist for the US. I took her and her cohorts to a site that there was a beautiful Stegasaur lying in situ. I was told, "We are not interested, we have plenty of them". I asked why I couldn't save the dinosaur and then give it to a museum...the reply, " Go ahead if you want to go to prison".
I could go on for hours....but I am rambling...

I have read your adventures, and I have to admit, I am more than just a little bit jealous! Too bad, the world is changing fast, and not for the better...

Thanks for the coffee...
 

By the way....the felonies are finally exspunged from my record. I haven't had so much as a speeding ticket before or after the dinosaur troubles...
 

Friday evening is upon us,,,,,any yarn for the weekend?Hello IPU..:)
I have my ice tea ready,relaxing on my bed and enjoying the entertaining american election drama,,:)
TT
 

tin tin ya got a beauty to start with -- Dinosaurs, course he swears that he is innnocent but ----Having worked for a while at San Quintin, mx security prison, Calif "all were innocent "and ------ :laughing7::laughing7:

Bonontur, ya hafta forgive my weird sense of humor and drink some more coffee :coffee2: :coffee2::laughing7: but more. more.
 

Tee hee....I was never innocent....My dear old mother will tell ya that! She likes to call it, " A little high strung..."
 

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