Misc data and adventures of a Tayopa treasure hunter

Jose, I get very little news of importance, but I do know that he has the support of a close knit band of neighbors.
They have been moved into a rent free house, for as long as needed and prepared food and transportation.

I would love to be able to post that he is using any of the treatments that you brought to light, but I do not know what path that they have chosen.

No matter what they do, your concern and actions have impacted my life in a very positive and powerful way. I will not ever forget that you cared for his welfare.
Thank you.
 

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Interested Party in UK said:
Thank you for the kind words, TT.

Yes, please be careful; fakes have fooled the very best of 'experts', and there is never ever a shortage of less than scrupulous folk willing to take advantage...

No problem with regards to the yarns - we'll start our regular Friday evenings again...

Take care,

IPUK
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Great! I enjoyed them very much on Friday evenings..:icon_thumleft:
TT
 

There is a story circulating around the internet claiming the discovery of Yamashita gold in the Philippines..

Treasure hunters 'discover WW2 Yamashita gold' worth BILLIONS | Daily Star

The last year Nazi gold train saga seems to have ended without any discovery ...though at the time some of us were a bit optimistic about the story I recall Amy were quite skeptical on the claims...

Let's wait and see about this one also

TT
 

I clicked on the link, and got a notice that read going farther meant accepting their cookies...

Me and my phone just finished breakfast, so I passed.... Nice of them to let us know before we went any further. That's a first for me.

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Today's yarn comes from the icy cold coast fishing communities of Newfoundland...

Well it actually starts in the in/famous island of Cocos off the coast of Costa Rica and its numerous reputed buried hoards of treasure. There is not much need to go over how, why and when these alleged caches managed to get deposited and secreted there, but there it begins...

There was a fisherman who when short of work signed-on to a low key trip - destination unknown - for a period of several months and the promise of good pay and a 'bonus' if things worked out. This chap wasn't that old and didn't have too much experience, or a family to take care of, so it was an exciting opportunity in many ways for him. Anyway, this discreet 'mission' got under way and was deliberately comprised of a small amount of crew, a few 'special passengers' and the captain and his immediate staff.

As the seas are treacherous anyway in those parts, it was a tough journey as the ship wasn't in too great a shape and there was constant speculation as to what the destination was. After much trials and tribulations related to conflict with various authorities and officials, sickness, mundanity, rigid discipline from the captain and vigilance and annoying secrecy from the 'passengers'. Finally after a tough, dangerous and delicate rounding of Cape Horn, the crew were finally taken into confidence by the 'passengers' and captain as to the true nature of the trip; it was a total, true and honest treasure hunt!

They were heading for a surreptitious dig on Cocos Island where the passengers had information on a secret location of buried gold. There was much excitement, speculation and chatter amongst all onboard. When things returned to some semblance of normality, it was decided who would get what if the endeavour was successful.

When the ship did eventually reach the island, true enough, a keg of specie was recovered from an inland location but this young fisherman never saw where. When all were back on the ship, it was an amazing spectacle to see the ancient Spanish gold coins piled on a table as if they'd been left there yesterday...

The fisherman was in total awe.

Just as they had made a low-key embarkation, so it was for the return leg of the journey. The passengers and the captain and his aides, impressed upon the crew members why it was necessary to always absolute silence and secrecy about the find or otherwise, it could result in confiscation of the treasure, possible prison time and not to mention a whole host of other problems which they could all do without.

This simple, young, unambitious fisherman could only dream about getting his own boat...
After many months, they returned home and again were reminded of their vows of silence and secrecy. The fisherman kept quiet and didn't go on a spending spree; he did eventually purchase a small vessel that was not extravagant in any way and as such, didn't raise any suspicion in the close-knit community he was part of. The 'passengers' disappeared never to be seen again, the captain and his team left for the States or were even from there possibly, and the few crew from Newfoundland went their separate ways...

This young fisherman returned to his trade and years went by. He had a family and not once mentioned his fortuitously good fortune in his early years. In his old age, his young grandson would always show an interest in his grandfather's life experiences. His grandfather always reminded him that life was sometimes full of surprises...

Just before passing away, the now old fisherman reminded his now grownup grandson to ensure he took good care of the fisherman's possessions including his old trunk of his papers and items from his travels...

The grandson had moved away but returned to his hometown on the death of the old sea dog and duly took possession and due date of his grandad's belongings. After taking them back to where he now lived with his own family, he after some time, decided to go through the trunk. In there, he found some old papers and a journal of sorts. It spoke of a 'special' trip and an 'amazing' find. Intrigued, he looked into more and found a still closed letter addressed to himself from his grandad. It instructed him to dig at a certain spot at the old man's home. The grandson, further mystified, continued investigating and returned to his grandfather's home.

Sure enough, at the indicated spot,the grandson found a metal pot of old Spanish specie. The simple fisherman had only used enough gold to purchase a ship for his needs and buried the rest and never, ever taken a single more coin. When the fisherman had used his share, this in part, was what led to some members of the business community in Newfoundland starting various expeditions to Cocos Island...

The grandson couldn't believe what he'd uncovered, and to his credit, he opened a small museum in memory of the old man which detailed the fishing history of the area and the community's beginnings in that tough, unforgivable region...Oh, and he showcased some gold coins for good measure...:thumbsup:

True story.


IPUK
 

Interested Party in UK said:
Today's yarn comes from the icy cold coast fishing communities of Newfoundland...

Well it actually starts in the in/famous island of Cocos off the coast of Costa Rica and its numerous reputed buried hoards of treasure. There is not much need to go over how, why and when these alleged caches managed to get deposited and secreted there, but there it begins...

There was a fisherman who when short of work signed-on to a low key trip - destination unknown - for a period of several months and the promise of good pay and a 'bonus' if things worked out. This chap wasn't that old and didn't have too much experience, or a family to take care of, so it was an exciting opportunity in many ways for him. Anyway, this discreet 'mission' got under way and was deliberately comprised of a small amount of crew, a few 'special passengers' and the captain and his immediate staff.

As the seas are treacherous anyway in those parts, it was a tough journey as the ship wasn't in too great a shape and there was constant speculation as to what the destination was. After much trials and tribulations related to conflict with various authorities and officials, sickness, mundanity, rigid discipline from the captain and vigilance and annoying secrecy from the 'passengers'. Finally after a tough, dangerous and delicate rounding of Cape Horn, the crew were finally taken into confidence by the 'passengers' and captain as to the true nature of the trip; it was a total, true and honest treasure hunt!

They were heading for a surreptitious dig on Cocos Island where the passengers had information on a secret location of buried gold. There was much excitement, speculation and chatter amongst all onboard. When things returned to some semblance of normality, it was decided who would get what if the endeavour was successful.

When the ship did eventually reach the island, true enough, a keg of specie was recovered from an inland location but this young fisherman never saw where. When all were back on the ship, it was an amazing spectacle to see the ancient Spanish gold coins piled on a table as if they'd been left there yesterday...

The fisherman was in total awe.

Just as they had made a low-key embarkation, so it was for the return leg of the journey. The passengers and the captain and his aides, impressed upon the crew members why it was necessary to always absolute silence and secrecy about the find or otherwise, it could result in confiscation of the treasure, possible prison time and not to mention a whole host of other problems which they could all do without.

This simple, young, unambitious fisherman could only dream about getting his own boat...
After many months, they returned home and again were reminded of their vows of silence and secrecy. The fisherman kept quiet and didn't go on a spending spree; he did eventually purchase a small vessel that was not extravagant in any way and as such, didn't raise any suspicion in the close-knit community he was part of. The 'passengers' disappeared never to be seen again, the captain and his team left for the States or were even from there possibly, and the few crew from Newfoundland went their separate ways...

This young fisherman returned to his trade and years went by. He had a family and not once mentioned his fortuitously good fortune in his early years. In his old age, his young grandson would always show an interest in his grandfather's life experiences. His grandfather always reminded him that life was sometimes full of surprises...

Just before passing away, the now old fisherman reminded his now grownup grandson to ensure he took good care of the fisherman's possessions including his old trunk of his papers and items from his travels...

The grandson had moved away but returned to his hometown on the death of the old sea dog and duly took possession and due date of his grandad's belongings. After taking them back to where he now lived with his own family, he after some time, decided to go through the trunk. In there, he found some old papers and a journal of sorts. It spoke of a 'special' trip and an 'amazing' find. Intrigued, he looked into more and found a still closed letter addressed to himself from his grandad. It instructed him to dig at a certain spot at the old man's home. The grandson, further mystified, continued investigating and returned to his grandfather's home.

Sure enough, at the indicated spot,the grandson found a metal pot of old Spanish specie. The simple fisherman had only used enough gold to purchase a ship for his needs and buried the rest and never, ever taken a single more coin. When the fisherman had used his share, this in part, was what led to some members of the business community in Newfoundland starting various expeditions to Cocos Island...

The grandson couldn't believe what he'd uncovered, and to his credit, he opened a small museum in memory of the old man which detailed the fishing history of the area and the community's beginnings in that tough, unforgivable region...Oh, and he showcased some gold coins for good measure...:thumbsup:

True story.


IPUK
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IPUK...first of all thanks for the resuming the "yarn Fridays"....It is a very touching TH yarn in which I admired the gentleness of the Fisherman..spending modestly and leaving the rest for his future descendants...
Cocos TH stories usually are filled with much intrigue and doublecrosses..this one ended well...
Thanks!
TT
 

Thanks I.P.i.U.K. for the telling of the wise fisherman.

Some one had a solid , and well developed lead on the AU les Espanol.
As well as financial leverage combined with a taciturn team.
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IPUK, excellent, well told, and interesting tale. I didn't see the ending coming.
I am trying to teach my grandchildren the value of history, especially family history, and I am leaving all of my treasure hunting tools, notebooks, maps and hopefully a published book to keep them motivated.
Every treasure and trinket that I have, has a story, and they hear the yarn before they see any treasure.
Some yarns are much larger than the trinket.
Very much unlike the tale that you let us in on.

I always enjoy your yarns, and I'm glad you're back with more.

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I have a treasure yarn I can tell Although I cannot vouch for the truth. it is one from the coast of Chile from the days of pirates. At a place called Pisagua.


Later treasure legends attributed the famous pirate to Francis Drake. But the truth was rather more mundane. At this port in around the 1830's an old sailor was taken ashore from an old weather worn sailing ship of uncertain nationality. Some suspected the vessel a privateer or pirate vessel, to be buried at the local cemetery by the sea. The crew of the ship asked for a donkey cart to convey the body from the shore to the cemetery. The local undertaker obliged and lent a cart. The crew from this mysterious ship had a simple ceremony and buried the deceased in a strange wooden bedstead grave. The mysterious ship sailed away and the donkey and cart was returned. The undertaker was baffled as when he saw the cart returned the metal axles was bent as if the small funeral cart had hauled a great weight?

Speculation was rife among the locals but being superstitious they did not inquire any further until about 20 odd years the story of the bent axle got the better of the locals and they dug up the grave finding nothing at all not even a body.

Here a picture of the cemetery.

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Here is pictures of Pisagua coast

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And below here is picture of wooden termite eaten bedstead grave where this alleged sailor was buried.

pisagua-2.jpg

It has been claimed because of loose sand and wind the actual bedstead grave marker moved from the original burial location. And perhaps near by the body of the old sailor is still interred under the sand with a fortune in treasure? Or perhaps on dark night the vessel returned to claim its booty?

Who knows?

Mal
 

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If other people dug in the wrong spot, could they be charged with committing a grave error?

Sorry for the pun. It's seldom that I get the opportunity to use that punch line.

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PROSPECTORMIKEL said:
If other people dug in the wrong spot, could they be charged with committing a grave error?

Sorry for the pun. It's seldom that I get the opportunity to use that punch line.

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I suspect they would be in grave danger from the locals. :tongue3:

Just up the coast is the remains of the original town destroyed tsunami in 1836. Here is clip of the town ruins. They was first built in 1611 and gold and silver used to be smuggled out to dutch pirates. Makes you wonder what is still buried in the sand?



Mal
 

South Sea mariner said:
I suspect they would be in grave danger from the locals. :tongue3:

Just up the coast is the remains of the original town destroyed tsunami in 1836. Here is clip of the town ruins. They was first built in 1611 and gold and silver used to be smuggled out to dutch pirates. Makes you wonder what is still buried in the sand?



Mal
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I must add when retirement comes around I might enjoy swinging a metal detector around at a place like this.

Mal
 

Thank you gents for the kind words; what makes the yarn even more heartening is it's true!

The museum that the grandson opened was one of those in an old fisherman's cottage (possibly his granddad's), which sort of captured a certain time period in history and gave you a feel of what it was like in days gone by.

I came across this story when researching the Cocos Island stories and was sceptical at first until I cross-referenced it...

Same again next week chaps...


IPUK
 

South Sea mariner said:
I have a treasure yarn I can tell Although I cannot vouch for the truth. it is one from the coast of Chile from the days of pirates. At a place called Pisagua.


Later treasure legends attributed the famous pirate to Francis Drake. But the truth was rather more mundane. At this port in around the 1830's an old sailor was taken ashore from an old weather worn sailing ship of uncertain nationality. Some suspected the vessel a privateer or pirate vessel, to be buried at the local cemetery by the sea. The crew of the ship asked for a donkey cart to convey the body from the shore to the cemetery. The local undertaker obliged and lent a cart. The crew from this mysterious ship had a simple ceremony and buried the deceased in a strange wooden bedstead grave. The mysterious ship sailed away and the donkey and cart was returned. The undertaker was baffled as when he saw the cart returned the metal axles was bent as if the small funeral cart had hauled a great weight?

Speculation was rife among the locals but being superstitious they did not inquire any further until about 20 odd years the story of the bent axle got the better of the locals and they dug up the grave finding nothing at all not even a body.

Here a picture of the cemetery.

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Here is pictures of Pisagua coast

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And below here is picture of wooden termite eaten bedstead grave where this alleged sailor was buried.

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It has been claimed because of loose sand and wind the actual bedstead grave marker moved from the original burial location. And perhaps near by the body of the old sailor is still interred under the sand with a fortune in treasure? Or perhaps on dark night the vessel returned to claim its booty?

Who knows?

Mal
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Thanks south sea mariner!
TT
 

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