Misc data and adventures of a Tayopa treasure hunter

When we were out in the field my brother would shave every morning. He swore that nothing woke you up faster than having a knife at your throat. LOL He used a razor.
 

OK back to the Camp Fire stories.
Part One. Back in 1980 a man that my brother knew, told us a story about a group of friends going hunting in the mountains of Sinaloa. They were high up, about 13000 feet, and it was hot. They were camped near a river and he noticed that they was a waterfall close by. He went behind the water fall to cool off and found a pool in the cave behind the waterfall. He went swimming in the pool and dived to the bottom and running his hands along the bottom found a rock and put it in his Jeans. After they came back home, he handed the brown rock to a friend that was a geologist and asked him what it was. He then went out of town for 3 months due to work. When he came back home his friend came up and told him, "That rock you gave me was Gold". He then told his hunting partners and they started going back up there and scuba diving the pool collecting the rocks. He was the only one that wore a complete wet suit. This was important to me because the bottom of the pool as he described it was natural Asbestos. Ripples with waving strands about an inch long. Years went by and almost all of the others had died. Either by accidents or strange natural deaths(I figure Cancers). Anyhow he had 2 million in DOllars in the First Banco De Juarez. When the Peso was devalued they froze all the Dollar accounts and converted them to Pesos. After the Pesos finally stabilized he was left with about $20,000 worth of Pesos. He wanted my brother and I to go with him to go collect some more gold and bring it out. We were going to go but when the Federales Patrol that went up there to check out the area for him got back 2 weeks late, they said it had already had 3 feet of snow. The Colonel was a friend of his. I then thought about 2 Gringos going up into the mountains of Sinaloa and the odds of us getting back alive. Would they think we were DEA? Later my brother got out of the Army and moved to Lubbock for a couple years and then to Phoenix, so we never went scuba diving at 13000 feet Elevation.
 

I see we all have something in common. A taste for fine cutlery and gun powder.

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Part Two. The cave/cavern had a hole in the center that the water would come into the pool. There was an exit at the bottom of the pool into more chambers down below. The last chamber had a hole in it that would try and suck them into it. He figured that it was an under ground river causing the current flow into the hole. A lot of his hunting friends died of Natural causes that seemed to me to be different cancers. They were always scratching at the camp after going into the pool scuba diving with just swimming trunks on. He always used a wet suit. He said they went so high up in the mountains with mules that they could see where airplanes had crashed into the side of the mountain below them.
 

A lot of what I see is that all the treasure vault have to do with water. Now with that being said. Does any of you know about the gases given off by refined gold. I've heard of stories that the gases will kill you quicker that drowning. Another thing I found what looked to be clay effigies that are heavy. I found them in a creek. When they dried out they smelled like gun powder. Then I noticed that they started to fall apart. The ones i put back in water stayed hard. The rest looks black and gray with shiny crystals. I started thinking it maybe arsenic. Has anyone run into this before. This is what it looks like
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This is the dried out one
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He never gave us the actual directions. The Col had sent a patrol out there to check for drug growers to make sure it was safe for his friend to go up there. I only know it was in Sinaloa and way up in the mountains. Jessie really needed the money as he had 2 families. One Mexican and one Gringo wife. He was a welder but needed the other money so he could support both families. The wives both knew about each other but more or less put up with each other. High up river with a waterfall. The river was flowing to fast for safe swimming, that's why he checked out behind the water fall.
 

Oroblanco said:
ON the three shots for distress signal, while this is pretty much widely known, it can fool you. We had an incident a couple of years ago where Loke and I both heard three spaced shots, and rushed to find out the trouble only there was no trouble.

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When I hear three-shot patterns around here, I've learned to ignore them. I've got a neighbor about a half mile away who shoots a lot, and I know he's not in trouble - he generally is trouble.
 

This was the problem my brother and I had when we started looking for a lost mission (and mine). People would keep giving us stories for us to check out. Some we tried to check out and a couple we did a lot of time on. Distractions always come at you when you are trying to run one down.
BTW Did you know you could "hang" a jeep? A guy and his female companion stopped at our base camp and when they left they drove through some high grass. Next thing we know he is walking back saying he's stuck. The Passengers side rear tire had dropped into a hidden hole and the jeep was canted down on that side where the front right was not touching the ground so he couldn't move. We lifted the back right side so that the left front was now on the ground and he was able to take off. Front right and left rear on the ground doesn't move the jeep. All without being frame hung on the ground.
 

Easy fix for that situation is to simply put it in Gear and slowly apply the brakes until the free wheels stop spinning then power brake and give it the gas.
The wheels on the ground will move with the others.

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I was traveling on a dirt road with about 1" of snow on the ground, started down into a small arroyo, and '55 Willys Jeep pickup started going slower and slower. Eventually, near the bottom, it stopped completely, although the wheels were still turning. Got out and stepped into snow over my waist! The snow had blown into the arroyo to a depth of about 3 feet, and the chassis, frame and body of the Jeep were floating on the snow. I finally walked out and got a friend to bring his tractor to pull me out. I could have eventually dug myself out, since I had a shovel, but walking was easier and less time consuming!

JB
 

After I got out of the service I went home to Florence. Got a job on the edge of Chandler at the Sugar Beet factory. Was working 4- midnight, then graveyard. I was driving up there at like 2300 and it started to rain. As I was driving at 60-65 and going into dips for washes, topped out and saw the next one was full of flowing water. 1960 comet, stepped on the gas and wet almost airborne, 70-80 and landed on the water. Two lane road, hit the water and came out on the other side of the road, Kept driving on the work. It was a flash flood the heavy rain was 40-50 miles away. So many times could have died. If I had stepped on the brakes I would have nose dived into the water and sunk and probably drowned. Washes and gullies are so much fun at times. Most people would call them adventures. I call them close calls.
 

AU, while I was working at Kits Peak the same thing happened to us, we just skittered across, any slower and we wouldn/t have made it. ( We pooled the truck ride between Tucson and Kits Peak.)
 

OK another story. I was at a friend's house that I meet on the Internet. We were talking about his trip across the US back in the 50's. He left Georgia on a mule heading to California. I asked if he went near the Supes and he said yes, along the southern side. He saw a Quartz dyke with a shaft at the bottom of it. He made some torches from Yuccas and crawled inside. At the end of the shaft he found gold in rose quartz. When he hit it with his pick the whole top shook. He said his next coherent thought was as the was still running outside away from the shaft. After about and hour he went back for his pick, but he didn't try to get any of the gold. I always wondered why Waltzr quit mining his gold and left to go back to Germany. Could it be that he was scared to under cut the quartz dyke anymore? Did the quartz dyke collapse and hid the gold outcrop? Makes sense to me. What to hide a mine? Drop tons of rock over it.
 

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