Good morning Ladies & gentlemen: For some obscure reason there seems to be a personality problem developing in here, so in the interests of peace I am withdrawing my membership.
I will concentrate on the book and the latest developments up at Tayopa. We have a team up there now working on something that is not part of the Patrimony of Mexico, but you will have to get the book to find out what it is, and how it turns out, it will not be posted in here. In fact, since we are in the heart of the narcotic country, it will be played very low key, so no notice of success will be allowed to go out in Mexico - we hope.- however the govt 'will' get their part..
Regarding the book, I personally hope to finish it, but keep in mind that two wars, and years of exploring in wild enviornments from the Gobi, to the still effectively unknown barrancas of north western Mexico have taken their toll. I am now 89 with my memory banks full of a happy life which cannot be duplicated today.
For those that can make it, you are invited to my 150 th birthday party.
For those that might be interested. I may be contacted @
Real_Tayopa@hotmail.com.
If we had gotten further into Tayopa or the Gloria Pan, here is a page from my notes, tons on the Tayopa search..-----------
Sayanara my friends.
Don Jose de La Mancha
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Good Afternoon XXXXX : finally reached Tucson. If you wish to talk on the lost mines of the area, I'm all ears. I spent the years of the 50's 60's looking for them.
I first heard about them while I was a part owner of the Lluvia de Oro with the Molino bros from Cuatemoc, Chih..
At that time Tubares was completely alone, no person within miles except for a single Tubara and his family at what could jokingly be described as an improvised airfield a few miles form the deserted /abandoned Church of Tubares.
Don Jose de La Mancha.
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In the case of the Gloria Pan mine, as I mentioned, the western half of the mt.range collapsed blocking the arroyos Gloria Pan and the Lluvia de Oro forming a dam which in turn turned into a large lake. It existed for years, then was gradually broached and finally returned to it's former state of just being a large wide rugged valley. Incidentally oranges were found floating where it joined the Rio Fuerte, however when I was there, the orange trees had disappeared, so where did they come form?
This was particularly interesting to me since I found a human figure up on a ledge on the East side, that was pointing to some western point across the present valley. I could never find anything where it was pointing so I can only assume that it's indicated point is like the Alamo's one, buried under massive tons of debris.
I remembered that I met Lupe vega who helped me with the Gloria pan mine investigation. He arranged for me to go to Jorge Juan's cabin in the Gloria Pan barranca. I had a young couple of Tarahumaras that agreed to act as my guides.
We went afoot since I was in prime condition and figured that i would have no problem with a young couple, that to me were kiddies, sheesh was I wrong. I left my mule and sleeping gear at Tubares since there was no grazing up there, and carried only 35 lbs - after all, it was only for one day..
The young couple in their teens, promptly ran up the hill and disappeared. I staggered on trying to catch up with them, near the verge of a heart attack, and finally stumbled over the rim where i had last seen them, I saw them wrestling (?) in the grass. As soon as they saw me, they jumped up laughing, and RAN up to the next crest. This was repeated at least a 'billion' times that first day. sigh
Then to add to my woes, it started to rain, a cold penetrating rain with wind. sheesh I was beginning to feel sorry for myself and wonder why or how I ever became involved with exploration and lost mines. As for my guides they appeared just as happy as if they had good sense.
We stayed in a cave that night where I warmed up a bit. The next day was an even worse repetition of the first, if possible. The boy called to me and pointing to a cleft in the ridge above us, fairly close to the Gates of Heaven, and said that was where I had to go. From there it would drop down into the barranca of the Gloria Pan. All that I had to do was to go down the barranca until I saw Jorge Juan's cabin. simple enough, no? As They then 'ran' off giggling and playing, I overheard a remark on how i had slowed them up from a two hour 'walk' to two day one??
The 'next' Day, about dusk, I finally saw a small one room brush covered shack and stumbled to the door, where with numb fingers I tapped on the door. No response, so I repeated the knocking, still no response, so I started kicking the damn door, it swung open. There was no-one there, so I entered.
It was by now dark, my matches were wet, and after three days of stumbling through cold gusty rain, continuously wet, I was trembling with cold and beat. All I could think of was getting warm and to sleep. There was just enough light to let me see a broken cot with a sleeping bag on it. Without further ado I crawled into it. sheesh it was so dirty and greasy that it was stiff as a frozen sail, but it did get me warm and I went to sleep listening to the wind howl, shake the cabin, and the roar of the rising arroyo.
The next morning it was bright and sunny, so after starting a fire and cooking breakfast, I returned to liking the life of an explorer and commenced searching the cabin. it was litterally full of junk, from mining equipment, to books and pages of notes. Being nosey, I quickly found why my unwilling host was gone. He had fomented an uprising against the Mission in the 30's, He was called the "Arab". The gov't was still looking for him, There were vague references to a Priest having been killed. He had been involved in several murders and had lately been shot in the stomach, but recovered. This was my unwilling host, sheesh.
Anyway, I quickly found what fit the sealed entrance of La Gloria Pan mine and decided to return to El Fuerte, where my friend and partner was waiting, so that he could be there when we opened it. That part you already know. About this time an Indian arrived with my sleeping gear, so I returned to Tubares with him.
Incidentally the return trip only took 1/2 a day ?
So xxx, dig up what you can about this mini, aborted uprising. But remember, the Gloria Pan was closed in the 1600's, along with Tayopa, Tepoca, Las pimas, La Tarasca, and two others near Caborca. This also includes El Fuego de Barras (?) south west of Tubares.
Side thingie, to the East from the bell tower, on the south side of the river, there is a small rock walled corral. Check it with a metal detector. During the last rev. a gov't pay roll officer, with his escort ,were caught by the rebels and took refuge in there. They were all killed but the pay roll was never found. It is probably buried in there . It was claimed to be mostly gold, but this I doubt, since even a single peso was a large amount of money in those days, still, the silver would be worth quite a bit and could go to help restoring the Church / Mission.
Don Jose de La Mancha
p. s. this is where I found myelf swimming with that enormous Aquatic serpent. It was duly reported to the Dept of Herpetology at the
Don Jose de La Mancha
Posted on: June 03, 2012, 11:20:58 AM
G'morning Hard Luck my friend. Join me for a last
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Incidentally just how 'do' I delete my membership? I can't seem to find out how?
Don Jiose de La Mancha
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