Misc data and adventures of a Tayopa treasure hunter

[weekender]

Don Jose' & Compadres'







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[Oroblanco]

Don Jose de la Mancha wrote

So you see, I introduced immorality to Alamos

AHA! At last we have the full confession!

Don Jose of sadly depraved morals, smooching his bride before the official word was granted by Padre wrote

Poor hunter: smooooochies for your effort and using all of your socks. Hi to your lovely wife and tell her that I know how to clean them after. Oro would merely reuse his present ones.

Waste not, want not! One must practice thrift on the pack trail you know!

Coffee?

 

[poorhunter78]

Don Jose de la Mancha wrote

So you see, I introduced immorality to Alamos

AHA! At last we have the full confession!

Don Jose of sadly depraved morals, smooching his bride before the official word was granted by Padre wrote

Poor hunter: smooooochies for your effort and using all of your socks. Hi to your lovely wife and tell her that I know how to clean them after. Oro would merely reuse his present ones.

Waste not, want not! One must practice thrift on the pack trail you know!

Coffee?

An ABC sock, chalked full of coffee dust.. After a long day on the trail, Becoming sweaty and warm.. Ring out a swig or two...

Oro, Now that is Efficiency!

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

DON JOSE,

I FOUND MYSELF EXPECTING CHARLIE CHAN TO APPEAR FROM A DARK CORNER WITH HIS TRADEMARK, FINGER NEXT TO HIS CHEEK, SAYING "EXPECT MORE OF SAME."

YOU HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS, IN ALL OF YOUR STORIES, THAT MAKES ALL OF US FEAL LIKE WE ARE THERE WITH YOU.

VERY ENJOYABLE.

MIKEL

 

[poorhunter78]

DON JOSE,

I FOUND MYSELF EXPECTING CHARLIE CHAN TO APPEAR FROM A DARK CORNER WITH HIS TRADEMARK, FINGER NEXT TO HIS CHEEK, SAYING "EXPECT MORE OF SAME."

YOU HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS, IN ALL OF YOUR STORIES, THAT MAKES ALL OF US FEAL LIKE WE ARE THERE WITH YOU.

VERY ENJOYABLE.

MIKEL

DITTO TOO INFINITY AND BEYOND!!

Poorhunter

 

[rockhound]

What great adventure, Don. I have been busy working around the house lately, but I have also been helping a friend track down a meteor inpact site, i think he has found it, but not sure if he can get permission to excavate it once it is confirmed. It would be a large meteorite and have to be excavated with heavy equipment. Man, how much would that be worth? Good Luck. rockhound

 

[poorhunter78]

Sorry Friends, Hunting season is punching me in the side.. And I have so many chores yet to do, To catch up.. I may be in and out now and then at least til I am caught up.. Trucker has a 4x4 strapped to his rear he is so deep.. In work that is.. He is making headway trying to beat old man winter.. Tis L KIN Good


Oh! Don Jose, Dag burnit, Yuh missed the Fried Fishy.. But no worries my friend, I had an extra piece for you...

Poorhunter

 

[snakeyes]

I've just finished reading all of the post and I feel privileged to have done so. I can relate to many of the experiences of so many of you, having been raised in the deserts of Az. and spent the last 42 years in N.M., and I think I may have actually found the REAL DosEquisMan, I hope the this thread continues for a long time come
Thank you all
Marty

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

WELCOME MARTY,

THIS THREAD IS VERY POPULAR AND ALWAYS ENTERTAINING AS WELL AS INFORMATIVE.
IF YOU READ ALL OF THE POSTS AT ONE TIME YOU SHOULD GET AN AWARD OR MAYBE
A SOFT PILLOW TO SIT ON. THAT'S A LOT OF READING!

FEAL FREE TO JUMP IN AND SHARE A STORY OR TWO. SOME OF US HAVE RUN A LITTLE DRY
LATELY.


PROSPECTORMIKEL

 

[snakeyes]

Thanks for the invite, and no I didn't read it all at one sitting, took me 3 days but time well spent.
I grew up in Phoenix, which has mountains to south and the east. luckily for me and my bud they weren't too high, like the ones here in New Mexico. Well being about 10 years old and on summer vacation whats a guy got too do but look for buried treasure? From what I can recall we started out early and got to base of the mountain a few hours later, it was then that we remembered we didn't have a light, no problem, there was road construction going on, so we grabbed one of the lanterns that they had along side the road, I think they burned coal oil or diesel.Any way we made our way up the mountain and found the cave we were looking for. Both of us just kinda stood there looking at each other wondering who going first.Some how I ended up going first, I got a long stick and pushed the lantern in as far as I could then started in after it.I must have gone about 5ft when something came flying out, I was moving backward so fast I run my buddy completely over, kinda hard to believe how fast 2 kids can run down hill. To this day I'm not sure what was in there, probably an owl or maybe a bat, what ever it was it seemed huge to me, the funny thing is my friend said he never saw any thing. Well that was my first attempt at looking for lost treasure. I wonder if that lantern is still in there
Marty

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

MARTY,

I REMEMBER THOSE LANTERNS WELL. THE FIRST TIME I SAW ONE BURNING I THOUGHT IT
WAS A BOMB, WITH THE FUSE LIT!! I THINK MY UNCLE TOLD ME IT WAS. YOU AND I ARE DISCLOSING OUR AGE. THOSE HAVEN'T BEEN USED IN SEVERAL DECADES THAT I AM AWARE OF.
I REMEMBER GOING INTO CAVES WHEN I WAS A KID. I NEVER HAD A GOOD ENOUGH
FLASHLIGHT. (DEAD BATTERY STORAGE CONTAINER) WE ALWAYS TURNED BACK AT THE
FIRST FLICKER, ON THE FIRST FLASHLIGHT.

I'M NOT SURE EXACTLY HOW MANY DIFFERENT FLASHLIGHTS I HAVE IN MY DRY BAG, BUT I KNOW THAT I HAVE A COUPLE DOZEN NEW BATTERIES AND ONE CRANK TYPE FLASH LIGHT.

I DON'T GET TOO MANY CHANCES TO GO, BUT IF I GET IN, I WANT TO SEE.

HAPPPY HUNTING, AND GOD BLESS.

MIKEL

 

[Real de Tayopa Tropical Tramp]

Hi ya'll, are you talking about the round thingies with the exposed wick at the top about extra large grapefruit size?


don Jose de La Mancha

 

[Oroblanco]

I believe this is what they are referring to, had one for a long time but have lost it;

They were still in use when I was a kid, not sure when they switched to the battery type.

Oroblanco

 

[snakeyes]

Yep That's what it was, Did you find it?

 

[Oroblanco]

No, the one I had was a family hand-me-down, used to be carried by my father when he was a mail carrier in the 1930s as a required piece of equipment in your mail vehicle. He had a little Jeep for many years and still carried that as an extra road flare even after the battery powered type came out. We lost almost everything we owned in a fire some years ago and had no insurance at that time so never tried to replace it.
Oroblanco



PS - please do continue amigos!

 

[snakeyes]

I'm not sure whats happening but my post keeps disappearing so I hope this doesn't show up multiple times.
When I was growing up we didn't have much in the way toys so my brother and I had to entertain our self's. Near our home was a park that had a golf coarse, and a large park with lagoons that ran through it, we never had money to rent the canoes so we fished. It was pretty fun for the first hour or so, catching mud cats, carp, sunfish and perch, if you threw your line out too far the ducks would steal your bait, so guess whats next? Yep I start fishing for ducks, you ever hook a duck? they fight like the dickens, and make a hell of racket.Well it didn't take long before the park ranger shows up, he didn't say much just cut my line and told me to be more careful.
After catching the third duck he strongly suggested we leave the park and not come back for awhile, Dang kid can't have any fun, so we climb the fence and start picking up golf balls, didn't take long before we were asked to leave, I guess by then it was probably time to go back home, so much in the day of an 8 and 12 year old boy
Marty

 

[Real de Tayopa Tropical Tramp]

Yer mean snake eyes, el pato killer. He he pore lil duckies.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

This is part of the adventures of a truly great adventurer / soldier of Fortune. E. Holmdahl.

--> http://www.naderlibrary.com/cia.soldierfortune.ch14.htm

I guarantee that you won't put it down.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In February 1926, Holmdahl was in the Durango mountains not
far from Parral, searching for gold bars with a cousin of Luz
Corral's, one of Pancho Villa's many wives. Probably he was
still looking for either Villa's purported buried treasure or for more
gold hidden by Thomas Urbina. He claimed that he and his com-
panion, Alberto Corral, found the hidden treasure in a cave on the
side of a cliff. With the help of two Indians, they lowered the gold
500 feet to level ground.

As they were loading the twelve-kilogram gold bars into their
automobile, they were accosted by bandits. After facing down the
bandits, who were apparently not very determined, or probably fig-
ured they might wind up suddenly very dead at the hands of this
hard-eyed gringo, Holmdahl said he and Alberto drove to Parral. As
they parked their car in front of their hotel, they were suddenly sur-
rounded by police with drawn guns who arrested them. Within min-
utes they were rudely flung into a cell in the Parral jail.

Soon, Holmdahl related, a crowd of more than 2,000 gathered
in front of the jail screaming for their blood. "I thought we were
going to be lynched," he recalled. After passing a fearful afternoon
and night, the "bewildered" pair were led out into the jail's courtyard
at daybreak and marched to a bullet-pocked wall.

As they stared at a firing squad, they were accused of mutilating
the body of Pancho Villa. They were told they must confess or be
shot on the spot. Holmdahl said, at the time, he thought the whole
episode was a plot to steal their gold, but he replied he didn't know
what they were talking about and stoutly maintained their innocence.
They were only poor prospectors, he maintained. Surprisingly, they
were led back to their cells, but only for the moment. [1] Their arrest
was the beginning of the mystery of the missing head of Pancho
Villa. [2]

Along the Mexican border, legends about Pancho Villa are as
prevalent as cactus in the desert. There are stories of gold buried in
the mountains, and bloody tales of murder, betrayal, and tragedy.
But the most mysterious of all are the tales which ask the question:
"Who cut off the head of Pancho Villa?"

It is not surprising that most of the prime suspects were
Americans. They were part of that wild bunch of adventurers who
served as mercenaries with one or another of the many warlords
who fought it out during the ten years of the Mexican revolution.
Many claim to know who did the horrendous deed, but all their sto-
ries name different culprits. Some versions are burdened with facts
while others are pure fancy.

 

[snakeyes]

Wow, what happened to Holmdahl and Alberto? I used to think the gamblers I hung out with were degenerates, now I'm not sure they are even close You've got to finish this story, what happened to the gold, no wait I can guess, the police released them from jail and told them to take their gold and get out of town, and don't come back! No? probably not
Please continue
Marty

 

[Real de Tayopa Tropical Tramp]

Evening snaker, go to --> http://www.naderlibrary.com/cia.soldierfortune.ch14.htm


Don Jose De Mancha

 

[snakeyes]

Your right I couldn't put it down, this is what I would like to believe what happened.
" An old Yaqui Indian woman living in Los Angeles
told a reporter that many of her tribe believed that Villa had made
a pact with the devil. "If you will protect me in battle," Villa
promised Lucifer, "I will give you my head after death." The devil
finally got around to collecting his trophy, the woman said."

and your thoughts
Marty
I've book marked the site and now have a lot of reading to do