The Peralta Stone Maps, Real Maps to Lost Gold Mines or Cruel Hoax?

Do you think the Peralta stone maps are genuine, or fake?

  • They are genuine maps to the Lost Dutchman mine

    Votes: 12 9.9%

  • They are genuine maps to some lost mine, not necessarily the Dutchman

    Votes: 49 40.5%

  • They are fakes, created with the intention to fool

    Votes: 60 49.6%
  • Total voters
    121
HI Cactus my friend, Actually I will probaby never set foot in the Supers. As once mentioned, I once flew over it in 56 when I was returning from Canada with a Stearman biplane based in Phoenix, Marsh Aviation. (yep , I was spraying in Canada).

I have more than enough for 2 lifetimes here in Northern Mexico.

p.s. Side thingie, every time I type "Cactus" It reminds me of 1942 when I was involved in the Guadalcanal campaign, "Cactus" was the code name for it.


Don Jose de La Mancha Tropical Tramp
 

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T T , thats so strange that you mentioned Marsh aviation , err were they out of Mesa ??? Falcon Field to be exact ? They are still around , they are converting twin engine Navy carrier planes into fire bombers ;D
Tu Amigo
MesaB
 

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hio MESA BUDDY: Yes it was Marsh, they had a hanger at sky aharbor also with overhaul facilites. That is where they overhauled that pore Stearman some 7 weeks earlier. It had a short life, but it paid for itself..\

Don Jose de La Mancha Tropical Tramp
 

T.T.,

"Dogone it Cactus spines, eliminate all marks in the future, on my screen it almost looked natural, even to the shadow factor snifff."

No need to "eliminate all marks" as it will be interesting to see if anyone will explore the area. If something else is found, I expect Randy will share with old cj. :)

Exploring the Superstitions is not something for the faint of heart, or the "infirm". The latter applies to me, and more so every day. Too many jumps from high places and lifting of heavy loads. I envy those who made their "early" living with their brains. If we survive, we figure it out around middle-age. :D

I believe the last "treasure" removed from the Superstitions occurred in the late 1990's. It would be a real achievement to do something like that today. Probably becomes even harder with each passing year.....Technology. :'(

Maybe one of these youngster's can make it happen....again.

Joe Ribaudo
 

Randy,

If your face was two feet from Mr. DB, you need to know that he did not really feel threatened. The rattle was to let you know he was there. Had he felt the fear that you did, it is likely you would not be setting at your computer tonight.

I have been even closer than you were, to a coiled Sidewinder. While you should remain cautious when you are in their home, you may rest assured that you have bi'ida'an tl'lish.....snake power. You did not seek it, it has come to you. It is a gift. Keep the respect.....loose the fear.

Joe
 

djui5 said:
Well sad news! I won't be going hiking anywhere near there anytime soon, unless some miracle happens. I was clammering around today looking for something, went hiking with some "older" guys who don't like to haul all that heavy gear up side canyons, and I was inching along this rock face with a 30' drop to my left, and VERY loose rock on the right. I didn't think I was going to make it, but I did, and just as I get to the top where it levels out some I hear this BUZZZZZZZZZ. Now, just let me explain how deathly afraid of rattle snakes I am. Last time I saw one I was high for 3 hrs because of the adrenaline. Out of the corner of my eye, to the left on the edge of the cliff I just climbed up is this FAT Western Diamond back, about a foot from my face. I starting screaming like a pig running for his life, and I took off up the hill about 20' in 2 seconds. During this raging sprint to safe ground all I kept thinking was "what if there is another one". I make it to a big rock where I climb upon. Down below the guys are yelling "You ok?" My reply was "Big f'n snake!". I stood on that rock for 10 mins, frozen, not speaking a word. Finally I amassed enough nerve to get down and grab one of the rocks right in front of me. Now this snake, I thought, was hiding behind the bush 5' in front of where I stand. This bush is just to the right of the path I came up. Behind me, further up is a saddle I was trying to get to. Between me and that saddle is snake heaven, more brush and trees than I've ever seen in my life. There is no way in hell I'm going up further. I just want to go back down, but there is a problem. El Snako is right in my way. I can't go back down without walking right past where I came up, with the snake. So I get a little brave, and throw that rock into the bush where the snake was. No noise, no rattle, no NOTHING! This is horrible! Now I don't know where the damn thing is. So I'm really starting to panic. I look around for a few more min's, weighing my options, and decide to call for help. Thankfully the guys don't make fun of me too much, and one of them starts climbing up the way I came. I warn him about where I thought the snake was. Well just before he hits the top he sees it, 2' from his face! It's right next to path I took up, even closer than before. Holy $hit I think to myself, what are we going to do now? Well he's pretty smart, so he throws some dirt on the snake, just lightly tossing it so as not to hurt the snake. Finally it goes back down the ridge a little, hiding behind rocks. Thankfully it's hid enough that I can get back by, and I, shaking like a tree in the wind, climb back down to the canyon bed. Holy mother Mary of Joseph, that's enough!

So, I won't be doing much hiking until those damn snakes are back in their holes. I can't handle this much more. Never been so scared of anything in my life, and I don't know why, but I freak out every time I hear that buzz.
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dude lol i had the same thing happen to me once when i lived in Wym., i was elk hunting and climbed up the regde to get a better line of sight i got mands up on a rock and started to climb up when i saw at eye level the bigest dam stub tail i had ever seen , it was about 3 ft long but the size of base ball bat , i could not jump back away from it because there was a step slop behind me ... he stalk at my hand and mist . i never took the marshal arts as a joke after that day if my hand had been any slower i may not be writeing this know .. my heart raced for hours after that .... i got to see some long horn sheep that day but i never forgot that snake ...i dont like them but i can deal with it ... ..i almost for got my bike ride . i was in the desert crossing neveda and i stoped to sleep when i woke up i herd the rattle and when running . the Bos had climbed in to the pipes on my bike and wanted a ride i threw some 151 rum on him and he didnt like it as much as i did lol ... i guess they hate 151 for some reason lol ...
 

djui5 said:
Well no wonder, 151 tastes like $hit! :D


Here's a picture of our fine toothed friend. Seems lizzy was enjoying the show.
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No way! My favorite shot is 2oz 151 and 2oz Ouzo at room temp. YUMMMEEEEEEEEEE! ;D ;D

Best,

Mike
 

lol try Kenidey peak . near wheatland
my x wife was born there ..i thaught the same thing lol ...this one was not a sleep ...i guess the upper stub tails can with stand colder temps ..it was in early season and a sunny day but i know when they are a sleep and when they are not lol , i never thaught about that before but you are right it should have been sleeping ,you would think being high up they would go to sleep sooner ... i guess this snake could not read the books lol ...you are right . it should have been sleeping . it goes to show you that there is a reason they call it wild life ...lol
 

i remember going hunting one time and it was like 50 degrees out that night the next morning we awoke to 3 ft of snow and the med 20's froze my A off .lol you never seen people drive so slow in my live .we were on kenidy peak that morning and there is only one way down .


i love the enalop , great game animal ...mule deer hunting with a bow sucked. i got a $1200 bowtec tribute and i still would not try that shit again .. maybe i was in the wrong spot seeings how i got to watch them from a few miles away . i am a good shot but not that good lol...
 

BB Nothing like a nice antilope /Bambi steak to revive one after tromping over the superstitions all day long.

Djui can have his "rum & cocacola down on point Ku Mana", I will have my steak in the superstits wth Beth Oro and Cactus ----. among others.

Don Jose de La Mancha ( the reformer)
 

in reality i only shot deer between the ages of 2 1/2 to 4 1/2 year olds younger and killing them is not ethical , older and they are tough as tree bark..the real art is stoping them in their tracks dont let them run . never lose game track them night and day if need be ...tracking string in the rain ...we o them that much .respect for the life we take ..its what makes killing worth it ....a man kills when he is fighting for a country he is a hero , kills in the street he is a mudder, kills to defind him self its alright ...did Ruth have a gun yes than if he was not the fast draw than his death just happend , , the piont is dose a man have to touch the gun to be shot for trying to ?
 

Greetings,

Cactusjumper, I found your post quite on my own, no need to watch over Mrs Oro's shoulder as it was not hard to find or remember, I did not know at the time that she was also finding the same post. With your experience in the Superstitions, I am a bit surprised that you had not ever bothered to even ONCE look for the lost mine of Waltz, which is fairly well documented.

Dang Randy, two feet is close enough! I don't care if they DO taste just like chicken, I don't care to get that close to them. I have been pretty close on a few occasions and been lucky, but all it takes is one time NOT being quite so lucky. Winter is the best time to be in the Supers, for sure. Oh what am I saying, we have plenty of rattlers here at home, right on my doorstep literally.

BTW are you referring to the cliff dwellings as being in a way related to the Aztecs? As far as I know, the cliff dwellings were abandoned about 1200 AD, which would mean they were abandoned for three centuries by the time the Spaniards arrived to conquer the Aztecs. I wonder, if we are to accept that there were Aztecs in the Superstitions, what to make of the legend of Aztec treasure being buried at Montezuma Head?

Oroblanco
 

Oro,

I was, of course, interested in the LDM, just never took the time to go looking. A good deal of my early years were spent with my Uncle and some of his friends. They were after the LDM, and I just trailed along. Their theories, their hunt.

"BTW are you referring to the cliff dwellings as being in a way related to the Aztecs? As far as I know, the cliff dwellings were abandoned about 1200 AD, which would mean they were abandoned for three centuries by the time the Spaniards arrived to conquer the Aztecs. I wonder, if we are to accept that there were Aztecs in the Superstitions, what to make of the legend of Aztec treasure being buried at Montezuma Head?"

If you or bowman are interested, you can find some interesting "Aztec" information in
"The Diaries of John Gregory Bourke: Volume one". Pages 88 & 89. It's one of the reasons I would like to know what the doorway into Bowman's rock house looked like. If it were Aztec, it might be distinctive.

Take care,

Joe
 

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