The Lost Ship of The Mojave
How could a ship come to rest on desert sands so far from salt water? One explanation holds that an exceptionally large tide from the Gulf of California may have collided with an exceptionally heavy runoff from the Colorado River, producing a flood which broke through the land barrier to the Salton Sea. The cresting waters could have carried a ship over the natural dam and down into the Salton Sea basin. The flood would have then retreated, leaving the vessel stranded.
That scenario rests on an unlikely coincidence of events, but the topography of the area, the potential for monumental flooding, the early explorations by Spanish vessels and a tragedy in the 20th century have all given some currency to the possibility of a shipwreck in the desert. We know, for instance, that the Gulf of California and the Salton Sea were once connected, before the Colorado River delta emerged to separate them. We know that, in historic times, the Gulf of California’s incoming tides and the river’s outflow produced world-class "tidal bores," or walls of water moving up the stream bed. We know that the basin, at more than 270 feet below sea level, would serve as a ready receptacle for flood waters. We know that Spanish vessels sailed into the delta area in the 16th century, seeking treasures and ocean passages. We know that an exceptionally large tidal bore moved up the delta stream bed in 1922, capsizing a steamship and killing 86 of 125 passengers. (We also know that tidal bores no longer occur in the delta area because the river’s water is totally depleted by agricultural and municipal usage before it reaches the Gulf.)
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Alleged sightings of the Sasquatch or "Big Foot" have occurred in Los Angeles County as well. In the 1960s, in Quartz Hill (at the west end of the Antelope Valley), two men reported to L.A. County sheriff’s deputies that they had seen a dark, giant biped silhouetted against the sky on a hill. A selection of other reported sightings follows:
ELIZABETH LAKE------ Just as Loch Ness has Nessie and New York’s Lake Champlain has Champ, the Antelope Valley has a lake monster: a giant bat winged creature said to have devoured ranchers’ cattle and frightened vaqueros with its horrible cries.
In one version of the story, which has been in print at least since 1930 and was retold in two books printed in the last two years, the creature was fought hand –to-hand by Miguel Leonis, a 6 foot 4” rancher who amassed thousands of acres of Southern California in the late 1800s and gained a reputation for using the courts and hired gunmen to keep settlers off his land.
In S.E. Schlosser’s 2005 retelling of the legend in “Spooky California,” Leonis --- Known as “El Basque Grande,” or the Big Basque—bought the land around the lake from another rancher, who sold out because the monster had been raiding his cattle and scaring off his workers. When Leonis’ ranch hands reported the monster was stealing cattle, he camped beside the lake and waited for it to emerge from the water, Schlosser wrote.
“Berserk with rage, the mighty Leonis ran straight for the monster’s head, roaring louder than any lion and letting off random shots with his rifle,” Schlosser wrote. “Leonis leapt right into its face, smashing the butt of his rifle against the beast’s nose and forehead, and putting a fist into its right eye.”
Intimidated by the rancher’s attack, Schlosser wrote, the wounded monster retreated into the water and hid for months. A ranch worker later saw the creature flap away eastward, apparently to Arizona, where according to and April 1890 article in the Tombstone Epithaph two cowboys shot to death a creature like a giant crocodile with wings that stretched 160 feet.
The various Lake Elizabeth stories invariably start with Pedro Carrillo, who it is said abandoned his ranch at Lake Elizabeth in the 1830s after a mysterious fire. Like Leonis, Carrillo was a real person: a California legislator in 1854 and 1855, the father of the first mayor of Santa Monica and the grandfather of actor Leo Carrillo, for whom a Malibu beach is named.
The first sighting of the monster is said to have been by a rancher named Francisco “Chico” Lopez another real person who raised cattle and sheep around Elizabeth Lake in the 1860s. The stories say the monster ate Lopez’ cattle, so he sold out in 1883 to Leonis, who tolerated the beast no more than he tolerated squatters.
The stories all stem from a 1930 book, “On the Old West Coast,” the assembled writing of Horace Bell, a California lawman, newspaperman and attorney, published 12 years before his death in 1918.
Bell said he heard the story of the monster from the great-grandson of an early Spanish settler named Guillermo Embustero y Mentiroso. Don Guillermo IV said he and Lopez, along with Lopez’ range boss Chico Vasquez, brother of bandit Tiburcio Vasquez, saw “a huge monster, larger than the greatest whale, with enormous bat-like wings …. It would roar and splash the water with what appeared to be great flippers or legs,”
Bell also recounted that the original Guillermo Embustero y Mentiroso left behind a manuscript that told how Lake Elizabeth was created by the devil, who also created a road running from Soledad Pass ---- where the Antelope Valley Freeway now enters the Antelope Valley. It said a Spanish officer in October 1780 offered his soul and the souls of all his descendants for a road to where Indians were besieging California missions founder Junipero Sera. But when the devils minions were almost finished with the road the officer held up his sword’s cross-like hilt and forced back the demons. The demons sank through the ground, leaving behind a lake of fire. In the morning, the lake had miraculously turned into pure water.
Bell’s account repeated the Tombstone Epithaph story of the Arizona monster as well as stories from unnamed Los Angeles newspapers that said a python or a monster with wings was eating cattle. Bell remarked that the story of the python was “undoubtedly in this chapter.” Bell also gave a hint in informant Guillermo Embustero y Mentiroso’s name in English would be William Cheat and Liar.
P.s. there is a photo with this story, and it shows what Elizabeth Lake looked like in 1928 February, which for me it looks like a large mud puddle. The last time I seen this Lake, it looks a little better today. The caption under the photo reads as follows: FIRST SIGHTING Cattle graze besides Lake Elizabeth in February 1928, in a view looking south from about present Lookabout Road. The various Lake Elizabeth stories invariably start with Pedro Carrillo, who it is said abandoned his ranch at Lake Elizabeth in the 1830’s after a mysterious fire. The first sighting of the monster is said to have been a rancher named Francisco “Chico” Lopez, who raised cattle and sheep around Elizabeth Lake in the 1860’s. Photo was obtained from the University of California, Berkeley.
This Lake sits on top of the San Andreas Fault, and in or about 1857 there was a major earthquake on this fault very close to this site, in which the San Gabriel Mountains ascended about four feet.
Los Angeles Times, January 29, 1934
"Lizard People's Catacomb City Hunted
and Priceless Treasures of Legendary Inhabitants
Busy Los Angeles, although little realizing it in the hustle and bustle of modern existence, stands above a lost city of catacombs filled with incalculable treasure and imperishable records of a race of humans further advanced intellectually than the highest type of present day peoples, in the belief of G. Warren Shufelt, geophysicist mining engineer now engaged in an attempt to wrest from the lost city deep in the earth below Fort Moore Hill the secrets of the Lizard People of legendary fame in the medicine lodges of the American Indian.
Then Shufelt was taken to Little Chief Greenleaf of the medicine lodge of the Hopi Indians in Arizona, who's English name is L. Macklin. The Indian provided the engineer with a legend which, according to both men, dovetails exactly with what Shufelt say he has found.
Large rooms in the domes of the hills above the city of labyrinths housed 1000 families "in the manner of tall buildings" and imperishable food supplies of the herb variety were stored in the catacombs to provide sustenance for the Lizard folk for great length of time as the next fire swept over the earth.
The Lizard People, according to Macklin, were of a much higher type of intellectuality than modern human beings. The intellectual accomplishments of their 9-year-old children were of equal of those of present day college graduates, he said. So greatly advanced scientifically were these people that, in addition to perfecting a chemical solution by which they bored underground without removing any earth and rock, they also developed a cement far stronger and better than any in use in modern times which they lined their tunnels and rooms.
Our yearning for gold has been one of the steering currents of history.
For instance, as Spain launched her exploration and colonization of the Americas, King Ferdinand, according to the National Mining Association’s The History of Gold, exorted his conquistadors to “Get gold, humanely if you can, but all hazards, get gold.” Columbus, describing the results of his first voyage in a letter to Ferdinand, spoke of rivers that “contain gold,” great “mines of gold,” and “incalculable gold.” Hernan Cortes, explaining why he set out to conquer Mexico’s golden Aztec empire in 1519, said that “I came here to get rich, not to till the soil like a peasant.” In 1540, Don Francisco Vázquez de Coronado led his epic expedition across our Southwest desert land in a chimerical search for the Seven Cities of Gold. By 1660, said J. H. Elliott in his Imperial Spain, 1469 – 1716, the progeny of Columbus and Cortez had delivered more than 200 tons of the gold of the Americas to the famous Gold Tower on the Guadalquivir River in Sevilla. That gold helped rejuvenate the moribund economy of Europe.
When John Marshall discovered gold while building John Sutter’s sawmill near Sacramento in 1848, he triggered the California gold rush, a human tide of migration across the deserts and prairies of the West. In following years, prospectors invaded the mountain ranges that crossed the Chihuahuan, Sonoran and Mojave Deserts, heedless of Apaches and terrible hardships in an obsessive search for gold. They left abandoned mines, tailings, rusting shovels and pans, gloomy cemetaries, ghost towns and legends as their legacy.
What is Gold, Anyway?
Pure gold – like, for example, pure mercury, lead, silver, copper, iron or aluminum – is classified as a metallic element. (By definition, an element comprises only a single type of atom.) For comparable volumes, gold weighs some 19.3 times more than water, 1.4 times more than mercury, 1.7 times more than lead, 1.8 times more than silver, 2.2 times more than copper, 2.4 times more than iron and 7.1 times more than aluminum.
If comparatively rare, gold nevertheless occurs on every continent on earth and in the waters of the sea. It is, according to the Prospectors Paradise Internet site, “mined in deserts, high mountain ranges, in the deeply weathered soil of the tropics and in the permanently frozen ground of the Arctic.
“In America nature was extremely generous. Thirty-two states have recorded significant commercial gold production. The highest yield areas are located within the western states. The recreational gold prospector can find gold in practically every state of the union.”
Treasured by the craftsman, gold, more than any of the other pure metals, can be hammered, bent, drawn and carved into shapes as massive as the dome of an Islamic mosque and as delicate as the web of a spider. “A solitary ounce of gold,” says Prospectors Paradise, “can be drawn and stretched into an ultra fine wire of 50 miles in length without breaking or hammered to the amazing thinness of one hundred thousandth of an inch without disintegrating.” Further, gold resists corrosion and rust even when exposed for thousands of years to seawater, soil, air, heat or cold.
Also treasured by scientists and technologists, gold has been used to treat some forms of arthritis and related conditions. It has been used to tag proteins in studies of human disease. It has been used to tint the visors of astronauts’ helmets, coat the impellers in the space shuttles’ liquid hydrogen pumps, and to coat the mirror of the Mars Global Surveyor telescope.
It is no wonder, as Prospectors Paradise says, that our ancestors “believed gold contained a hidden, internal fire, a gift from the Gods with mysterious healing and magical powers.”
Gold, the alchemists believed, could be made in their dark and primitive laboratories, provided they could just find the magic tincture they called “Philosopher’s Stone.” They believed that this mysterious substance could not only heal the soul, cure the sick and extend life, it could transform the lesser metals into gold. It would open the way to universal happiness. (If the alchemists failed in their search for Philosopher’s stone, they did lay the foundation for modern chemistry.)
Gold, a part of the primal stew of elements that gave birth to our planet, settled well below the surface. With the passage of time, some gold came into contact with ground water that had been heated by molten rock. If pressures were high and the geochemistry was right, the gold as well as other minerals like Quartz, galena and pyrites dissolved into the water. Superheated, the water, laden with its burden of gold and other materials, surged upward, driven by pressure toward the surface. It intruded into fractures and folds of fault zones, contacts between differing rock types, openings of porous rock formations, and other cavities near the surface. As heat and pressure diminished, the water yielded back to the earth its load of gold and the companion materials, which precipitated out of solution to form veins, or lodes.
Chris Ralph, in an Internet paper called “The Geology of Coarse Gold Formation,” said that “The most common conduits for these solutions are natural fault zones; this is why most veins are shaped like fault zones, a long and narrow plane. This is the process that forms nearly all gold-quartz veins.” In other instances, gold and accompanying precipitates may have filled small parallel fissures, creating a network of veins called “stockwork zones.” In still other instances, they may have filled tube-shape cavities to form “plugs.” Where the water invaded porous rock formations, “you may get a big disseminated deposit,” says Ralph.
In those instances in which the water flowed rapidly into large openings, where temperatures and pressures drop rapidly, the gold precipitated out of the solution quickly, often in the form of fine grains. When the water flowed into small openings, where temperatures and pressures fell less rapidly, the gold precipitated more slowly, as larger, if often dispersed, nuggets.
Over long periods of time, the gold, freed by erosion or disintegration of its host rock, issued into washes to be transported downstream as flakes or grains or nuggets by the flow of water. According to Prospectors Paradise, “Gold particles in stream deposits are often concentrated on or near bedrock, because they move downward during high-water periods when the entire bed load of sand, gravel, and boulders is agitated and is moving downstream. Fine gold particles collect in depressions or in pockets in sand and gravel bars where the stream current slackens. Concentrations of gold in gravel are called ‘pay streaks,’ or placers.
Although they probably did not understand the geologic processes that delivered gold to the earth’s surface, many early prospectors, often possessed by their dreams of a rich strike, knew enough to search the deformed and fractured rocks of faults, the contacts between strata, the cavities of geologic formations, the bed-rock exposures and sand and gravel bars of streams across the desert basins and mountain ranges of the Southwest.
If you are interested in prospecting for gold, you can follow in the footsteps of those early prospectors. You will likely find that the most immediately rewarding places will be possible placer deposits in the sand or gravel bars in washes downstream from known lodes. You will need no more than the simplest of the prospector’s tools—a shovel and a pan.
Tiburcio Vásquez was the last of the famous banditos to terrorize California and his death marked the end of a turbulent and often violent era that occurred after California's independence from Mexico. He was born to José Hermenegildo Vásquez and Maria Guadalupe Cantua in 1835 in Monterey, Alta California. His first brush with the law came in 1854, when he murdered Constable William Hardmount in a Monterey fandango. With the law in pursuit, Vásquez headed for the hills near Idria and Cantua where two uncles, previous members of the Joaquín Murrieta gang, still lived.
Vásquez was sent to San Quentin Prison in 1857 for stealing horses but escaped after two years and hid near Idria. He was recaptured after a few month and remained in prison until his release in 1863. He immediately returned to a life of crime and did another three years at San Quentin Prison. He was released in 1870 and joined the murderous band of thieves lead by "Red Handed Dick." They made their headquarters at Idria, where Tiburcio's sister lived. An agreement between the mining company and the gang, to ignore the gang's presence so long as the did not molest mine operations. provided them relatively safe heaven. However, Vásquez's crime spree in the surrounding area, becoming evermore bold and common, became intolerable in August 1873 when the gang robbed Snyder's General Store at Tres Pinos, murdering George Redford, Leander Davidson and Martin.
Leaving Tres Pinos for their Idria hideout, they had breakfast the following morning at Lorenzo Vasquez's place near Laguna mountain, then headed for Picacho and then on to Idria. But their murderous treachery proceeded them and they were quickly forced to leave. They sought refuge by escaping to southern California where they managed to elude capture for several months by hiding in the Tejon Pass area. Vásquez was finally given up by another gang member, Abdon Leiva. Vásquez had been having an affair with Leiva's wife Rosaria and in jealousy, Leiva turned himself into authorities and agreed to turn State's evidence against Vásquez. Vásquez was finally captured in May of 1874 in the Arroyo Seco area of Los Angeles. He was returned for trial, convicted of the Tres Pinos murders, and was hanged on March 19, 1875 in Santa Clara, California
CALIFORNIA, EDWARDS AIR FORCE BASE - The "Haystack" bluff or butte near the launch area reportedly holds underground levels and surface pylons where pulse beam and stealth research is being carried out. Haystack Butte is reportedly the central hub of massive underground activity, with underground connections to other facilities. Witnesses who have described alien activity there have died under mysterious circumstances. Also reports of a 50 mile underground tube-shuttle linking Edwards AFB with the Tahachapi facility, and an ongoing excavation below the base down past 9000 feet, with underground facilities being monitored by hovering remote-controlled basketball sized metallic spheres capable of electromagnetically monitoring the encephalographic waves of base workers and visitors and thus anticipate their intents. source: B.S.R.F. Newsletter, Dec. 1990; The LEADING EDGE Newsletter, May 1989; William F. Hamilton, III
CALIFORNIA, LANCASTER - A collaboration between Northrup, McDonnel-Douglas and Lockheed is developing and testing antigravity air and/or space craft in massive underground facilities. Abductees report being taken to these elaborate multi-billion dollar underground complexes where they have seen human military personnel working with grey aliens and in some cases reptilian humanoids. Glowing discs, triangles, boomerangs, elongated
CALIFORNIA, MOJAVE - Stories of underground pits and shafts [some natural, others artificial mine-shafts] leading to underground caverns below Iron Canyon near the El Paso Mts. NE of Mojave. Reports of underground alien activity, automatons, and electromagnetic vortexes, all of which are carefully monitored by secret government agents. source: Garlock - El Paso Mts. region; [see also: CALIFORNIA, EL PASO MOUNTAINS]
CALIFORNIA, PALMDALE - Reports of a multi-layered technology center over 8 levels in depth and the size of a massive city. Many of the workers being "synthetics" and humans with "ultra top secret" security clearances. source: THE PHOENIX LIBERATOR, July 7, 1992; The Skunk Works - Palmdale
During the early nineties a report of a large Marijuana plantation was discovered and raided in the desert . It was discovered underground and the size of it was as large as a football field ,the news reported. They sealed both exits and arrested those that were present. But, according to sources the owner was not. What awaited him was what you get for loosing someones stash. He was discovered murdered in his adobe house . I often wondered why there was holes in the area till i met one of the nearby ranchers in the area. According to him there are a lot of people looking for his cash. He never deposited into bank accounts and he was known to keep it undercover with a pig farm on top .But the neighbors new what was going on . When he passed away rumors flew around about a extremely large amount of cash buried on the property that was in spendable cash. The only clue was he planted it near a peach tree . As time passed by you can see different holes dug-ed up in the area. You can also see the hole that was from the living room to the underground field. No matter how many times the state seals the hole up it is always uncovered. Makes me wonder if this legend is true. The thing is there were 2 exits from the cave and thanks to my new buddy the rancher he told me where the other entrance is.
|Mystery surrounding Palmdale's bottomless lake - Debunked!|
Amid rumors of dead men and whispers of untold depths lies Palmdale's "Bottomless Lake". Local's know it's there and yet many of us haven't the slightest idea how this strange body of water came to be on the east side of Sierra Highway, just south of Avenue S.
Local stories about this lake include those of people who were last seen swimming in the lake, strange lake monsters that emerge only to swallow large water foul, scuba teams that have "tried" to find the bottom, a place where shady characters go to dump their victims and according to the website Shdowlands Haunted Places - an online index of haunted places "A Ghost of a fisherman has been reported to lash out, slurring viciously, ordering (people) to leave, also tales of black figures climbing into the trees and vanishing
A Ghost of a fisherman has been reported to lash out, slurring viciously, ordering (people) to leave, also tales of black figures climbing into the trees and vanishing
The truth about how this lake came to be is not as unusual as the rumors surrounding it, considering it's location. And for that we can thank the San Andreas fault.
The lake actually has a name: "Una Lake". Seen here in this satellite image courtesy of Google, it is what is referred to as a sag pond or rift lake; which can be formed when fault movement stretches the land causing the area between the fault strands to sink. These depressions can fill with water and form a lake; and in the bottomless lake's case, that's just what happened. In fact, Lake Una is not the only sag pond in Palmdale;
I'm sure we can all breath a collective sigh of relief now that the truth is out: All of these lakes were all created by seismic activity.
I apologize if I burst your bubble, but there is nothing spooky about these lakes. Well, unless you consider the ground beneath you being stretched by a force so large that it could literally break and form a large indentation in the earth spooky.
This is a new one that has come from different people. The story seems to be the same. If anyone has any more experiences please let us know. It seems that something tall , slender and with bat-like wings is being seen run across Sierra Hwy. It appears to be dark in nature and tall. It has run across the hwy . Similar to chasing the car. On a couple of different times I have been told it seems to leap over the cars. The reason that this particular story interest me is the sources that I am hearing these stories. Plus the similarity in the tales. No harm or danger has come from these experiences. But, In one experience the driver stopped in the middle of the street and made eye contact with this being. The experiences are becoming more common as time passes by. What is seen running down an empty hwy in the middle of the night.
There seems to be a street that has an apparition of a lady appear to drivers and disapeer down the road. Lake los Angeles has many empty dark roads leading to the desert. With a Large Indian Museum and other abandoned smaller towns scattered in the area. It makes it more convincing of this apparition. The targets seem to be older people. It seems to make its presence by a small bridge of some sor. This legend has come to light bi different people. But it is mostly a hear say. I would like to meet anyone who has had this experience . Just remember to look at your rear view mirror for a passenger on board.
The Hairy Giants Of Big Rock Canyon
This rugged canyon on the San Gabriel Mountains’ northern side is a sort of Bluff Creek South. The area is believed to be the home base of Southern California Sasquatches who have terrified hikers and homeowners in the San Gabriels and the Antelope Valley.
These creatures had been rumored to exist in the Southern California backcountry for many years. During Spanish colonial times, Indians told Spanish padres of the “hairy giants who supposedly live up certain dry arroyos.” In 1876, white hunters spotted an apelike beast roaming the mountains near Warner’s Ranch in San Diego County.
But Southern California’s real Bigfoot epidemic hit in the mid-1960s. In 1966, newspaper reports told of a girl pawed by a seven-foot-tall, slime-covered beast in the Lytle Creek wash north of Fontana. A few weeks earlier, two boys hiking in the wash had seen “an ape in a tree” there. In 1965, two picnickers had been chased from their campfire by a nine- or ten-foot-tall, hairy creature on the north side of the San Gorgonio Mountains. And in Quartz Hill, on the west end of the Antelope Valley, two young men told L.A. County Sheriff’s deputies that they had seen a dark, giant biped silhouetted against the sky on a hill.
Such reports tantalized and perplexed Sasquatch hunters. They had concentrated their search for the Hairy One in the rugged forest wilderness of northwestern California, and it seemed incredible, and more than a little disturbing, that the big ape could be lurking on the outskirts of Los Angeles itself.
Hunters picked up the Southern California Bigfoot trail in Big Rock Canyon in 1973. That year, huge, apelike creatures were spotted all over Antelope Valley. Frightened homeowners and frustrated lawmen were never able to capture any of the beasts, and believed that they hid out in the neighboring San Gabriel Mountains.
Sasquatch expert Ken Coon hired a plane, flew over the mountains, saw forested, creek-fed Big Rock Canyon, and guessed that the wild mountain valley was probably the Sasquatches’ Los Angeles County lair.
And sure enough, Bigfoot turned up in Big Rock Canyon. On April 22, 1973, three young men from the San Fernando Valley, William Roemermann, Brian Goldojarb, and Richard Engels, saw him there near the Sycamore Flats campground. Richard and Brian had been riding in the back of their pickup truck that night, at about 10 PM, when an 11-foot Sasquatch jumped out of the bushes and chased the truck for about 20 seconds, its long arms swinging in front of its chest.
The boys reported the incident to the Sheriff’s office in Lancaster and went straight back to Big Rock Canyon. There they located the spot where the big ape had appeared, and were amazed to find hundreds of huge footprints along the road, some of which they later preserved in plaster of Paris. These prints were especially odd, in that they were three-toed. To date, all other Bigfoot tracks were five-toed.
Soon, hunters were scouring Big Rock Canyon for the three-toed Sasquatches, and more sighting and track casts rolled in. Six months after the encounter at Sycamore Flats, something left 21-inch tracks with a 12-foot stride at South Fork Campground. The behemoth that made them, perhaps fortunately, was nowhere in sight. He may have revealed himself the following month, though, when Bigfoot hunter Margaret Bailey saw a “huge figure” in the moonlight at Sycamore Flats.
Then came the inevitable tapering-off of reports. Once again, the hairy giants retreated from public view, and headed back to whatever strange twilight world they inhabit. They were seen one more time each in 1974, 1975 and 1976 around Big Rock campground at the top of the canyon. William Roemermann, who had become Big Rock Canyon’s answer to Roger Patterson, made the last two sightings.
The author was told that Bigfoot was last seen in the region at Devil’s Punchbowl County Park a few years ago, when two girls and their horses were scared senseless by an apelike monster. Since Devil’s Punchbowl is just west of Big Rock Canyon, it’s possible that the creatures are still dwelling in the area, and might make a comeback before too long. –MM