Lost Dutchman Goldmine

Roger, Back to your question about the Peralta battles, I would suggest, as has Peter, that only one of the three I mentioned was a massacre. The one massacre was probably the 1860s fight that took place in the Superstitions. Re: the 1840s fight, I remember walking Linda Peralta to her car at the en...

Wiz, Yes, that was my query. A letter for Weisser in the dead letters at Phoenix decades after Weisser (Spelling ?) was reportedly killed -- for me -- does not make sense. As for the Weiss on the ship's passenger list in New Orleans, my initial research indicates he may never have left the South. Do...

Roger, I do not know how many “Peralta battles” there were. An informal answer is probably at least three: one in the 1840s, and two in the 1860s. The idea of one in the 1840s is based on the Peralta family’s informal oral history, the various reports to early pioneers about such a battle back somet...

Peter, Come now it is not that bad. I traversed the Mesa going on two years ago. True there is very little water unless you know the tinjas, and even then maybe none. And there is the canyon/big ravine that runs along the Mesa leading to one of the nastiest short hikes/climbs in the mountains. Oh, a...

Terry, First, let me reiterate that my interest in the Stone Maps remains essentially historical. Having said that, first let me note two errors: i) on page 341 it indicates that the maps are on the reverse of the Priest and Horse stones, but it should read the maps are on the reverse of the Cross a...

This afternoon we said goodbye to a warrior. A youngish man of only 62. A big man, well over six foot and not skinny. He had a great smile, a way of making all seem at ease. He was retired and studying to be an Anglican priest. We sort of knew that he had been a government employee. I once heard him...

On Memorial Day especially I don’t call or write veterans. I feel I have no right to presume on them. For I am and have been in awe of these men. Especially combat veterans. Years ago before I lived in England one summer day I drove out through Normandy, France to the American Military Cemetery at O...