Coffee peeps? Bk to spirits etc., up at Tayopa my son and several others dropped down into the canyon to check several things, They were to be there several days. That night they camped above the hi water mark
During the night My son woke up from something, He found that Beto also was awake, so still hearing a curious noise they both crept down to a large rock overlooking the bottom. They saw a large group of men coming up the canyon using torches and talking loudly.
At first they were afraid that the narcos in the area were looking for them, but as the group passed them, they relaxed.
The group of noisy men continued up the canyon then turned to the left following the canyon and disappeared around the curve.
The next morning the entire group searched the lower canyon but could not find a single track in the sand or any broken brush. They continued around the turn and found themselves just below the Santo Nino Mine
They never appeared again.
Conclusion? spirit miners ??
Don Jose de La Mancha
Hi Don Jose, That's quite an unusual account, do you think this was possibly meant to lead your Son and Beto, to find the Mine? I have heard of people being led to treasure, by spirits, as well as being discouraged, or run off by them... Thanks
Ditto: Best Wishes to you, Real de Tayopa Tropical Tramp, in your book and success... Looking Forward To It! ~: CDS :~
Hi, Rick: It's Excellent that you found Treasure Hunting to enjoy...
Rebel - KGC: Good Luck, hope you have an excellent totally enjoyable trip! 
I sincerely hope it works out great for you!
It really is Fascinating, the history of Piracy that we know of... Talk about some treasure stories, with spirits supposedly involved...
There was nothing visible on or in the water , but where had what ever made the noise etc gone ? I could possibly see foe a few hundred meters in all directions, yet nothing? Just flat calm water like a mirror.
K on the paranormal experiences, the Mayo river near here is dammed by the Macuzari Dam. During the hurricane season many times the over load is too much for the spill ways and by pass tunnels to handle, and, as a result, it fills to the rim,,or even above, many small lakes are formed up stream.
One of which was formed on Don Norbertos property.near Piedras Verdes.This formed a fair sized shallow lake which was filled with mature bass. As the level lowered the bass become frantic for food, and every cast produces a trremendous strike, fun for us, but not for the Bass. However since they were trapped by the falling water, we used to harvest them .
One day we collaborated with Don Manual Sanchez of Piedras verdes to go camp there for a few days looking for Placer Gold while at the same time holding a Bass Ho Do.
I had an older VW Kombi converted into a camper -really quite comfortable, while Manual used my extra pop up tent for he, and his family.
We camped in a nice level spot just above the silt area from the receding water level.
The first night something woke me up, I could hear some heavy animal such as a Mule, Cow, or horse moving as if grazing. This just lulled me back to sleep when another noise woke me wide awake. I decided to investigate and run off any live stock so that I could go back to sleep.
When I finally climbed out of the VW with the usual noise I hear something heavy running off into the shallow water. It distinctly made several steps in the shallows displacing river cobbles and splashing. I looked over at Marangula, nothing was to be seen, so I called to him saying "come on,,let's see what it was". "NO way" he shouted back, "I am not leaving this tent". Since I couldn't convince him, I went to where I had heard the animal (?) enter the water, There was a film of thick, red, slimy fine silt to the waters' edge --- NO tracks??
I Continued on into the water, it was crystal clear, again no muddy water or overturned cobbles
So What heavy bodied thing could make that much noise, run displacing river cobbles, enter the water with the ususl splashing yet just disappear, leaving absolutely no trace of it's passing? Even the water was undisturbrd , no suspended fine silt
I went back to bed, the next morning everything was normal with my friend, but he refused to even talk about it or stay there another night, we finally had to return to Piedras Verdes.
Later I had a chance to talk to Don Noroberto and explained what had happed up there.
His eyes momentarily flickered, then he said "so you have met the Duendes eh?" "Duendes?" I asked "yes, the spirits of miners of the past guarding treasures and mines". He replied. Did you see the remains of a house near you?" Yes, about 50 meters further up". I replied, "Well that used to be my families, but the duendes made so much fuss that we had to move"
"Duendes eh?" I replied , "ever find anything or hear of any mine etc near there?" "no," he" replied, "But they are guarding something, since many others have heard them also."
So there she sits, anyone for tresure or lost mine hunting comeplete with ghosties
Don Jose de La Mancha??.
Hi Don Jose: Very interesting story! Thanks much, for sharing that one, you've got me curious if there was any follow up... Sorry, can't get the coffee to work just now... Change that, it is a fascinating story, and wonder if you had any more experiences there? Is that pretty gutsy, going into the water at night like that, eh?... Awesome... There's the coffee now...
LOL!
