Antelope Valley Haunts Rural Paranormal Research

Exploring The Unknown in the High Desert Of California

During my process of searching for ghostly activity in the desert I find lots of stories of this strange place. From U.F.O 's, Bigfoot's, Bandit's, Ghosts, Lost Treasures. These are stories I have collected from the net and many other places. Just remember these to me are for enjoyment only or good reading material only . ..So ... .ENJOY! 

Aliens in the desert??

California- Rosamond
 A large hovering UFO,octagonal in shape , was spotted hovering over Albertson's Supermarket and Taco Bell in Rosamond, Ca. between 9;19 and 11;00 P.M. on April 22 1998.The object had yellow and orange lights  around it's edge and witnesses in this 7,500-population back then called authorities and newspapers, and the object caused traffic jams as motorists parked and rubber-necked at the sky show.Both Air Force and Sheriff denied knowing of anything in the skies that night that could of have explained the sightings.Most of the reports were received by copy chief Jane Treece of the Antelope Valley Press newspaper.The incident was reported by Skywatch member Bill Hamilton
See the Antelope Valley Press for April 23 ,1998
"Residents Report Flying Craft"

The lost ship of the Mojave??

The Lost Ship of The Mojave


Of all the legends about lost and found and lost again treasures in the Southwest, there is none more mystifying than the enduring tale of a large sailing vessel which lies, full of riches, somewhere in the restless sands of California’s  Salton Sea basin, toward the southern end of the Mojave Desert.

Implausible as it sounds that there might be the wreck of an ocean-going ship 100 miles or more inland from either the Pacific or the Gulf of California, the story has persisted for centuries in reports from Indian peoples, Spanish explorers, prospectors, migrants and treasure hunters.

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.)

It would seem most likely that the ship, if it exists, would be a Spanish vessel, 
or a band of pirates.

In another story, which appeared in Antonio de Fierro Blanco’s book, The Journey of the Flame, a celebrated Spanish coastal pilot named Iturbe sailed his 50-ton, pearl-laden ship from the Pacific through a natural channel into the Salton Sea in the year 1615. He hoped to find a passage – the fabled Straits of Anian – to the Atlantic. After three months, he gave up the search. When he tried to return through the natural channel to the Pacific, he found that a powerful storm had triggered a mud slide, which blocked his escape, or – in another version – the waters of the Salton Sea had fallen, leaving his ship stranded, her keel buried in a sandbar. Iturbe had to abandon his vessel – standing upright as though she were still under sail – and the great treasure.

A century and a half later, according to Fierro Blanco, a mule driver named Tiburcio Manquerna, who accompanied the famous Juan Baptista de Anza in his search of a land route from Sonora to Alta California, claimed that, "I was sent to the right of the course, seeking a road to the ocean. Traveling by night because of the heat, I stumbled upon an ancient ship and in its hold were so many pearls as is beyond imagination. Fevered by this wealth, I took what I could carry, abandoned my comrades, and riding toward the ocean as far as my mule could carry me, I climbed the precipitous western mountains on foot. Fed by Indians, I at last reached San Luis Rey Mission. Since then I have spent my life searching for this ship." While in the camp of Don Firmin Sanhudo, a Spanish explorer, Manquerna whispered the story to Juan Colorado, who finally revealed the secret on his 104th birthday.

In a puzzling conclusion to the story, Fierro Blanco said, "I have known, as a boy, natives from every tribe on the [Baja California] Peninsula, and they taught me much of great value but never did one lie to me. Some of their stories I did not then believe, but each as tested proved to be true in all parts."

In yet another story, this one published by the Los Angeles Star on November 12, 1870, a man named "Charley Clusker and a party started out again this morning to find the mythical ship upon the desert this side of Dos Palmas [located on the northeast side of the Salton Sea Basin]. Charley made the trip three or four weeks ago, but made the wrong chute [sic] and mired his wagon fifteen miles from Dos Palmas. He is satisfied from information he has received from the Indians that the ship is no myth. He is prepared with a good wagon, pack saddles, and planks to cross the sandy ground."

The Star printed another story a few weeks later, on December 1, saying that "Charley Clusker and party returned from the desert yesterday, just as we were going to press. They had a hard time of it, but they have succeeded in their effort. The ship has been found! Charley returns to the desert today, to reap the fruition of his labors. He was without food or water, under a hot broiling sun for over twenty-four hours, and came near perishing."

Apparently, Clusker did indeed set out again for what he described as an ornately carved Spanish galleon, complete with crosses and broken masts, mostly buried in the sand several miles from the nearest water, but no one ever heard from Charley Clusker again.

The question remains: Is there a lost ship in the desert sands of Salton Sea? It seems like a fantasy, a scene from Gilbert and Sullivan’s Pirates of Pensanze, but the persistence, similarity and endurance of the story in both Native American and frontier lore cannot be completely discounted. Perhaps one day, when the right conditions of wind and shifting sands combine, an ornately carved hull and a mast of a Spanish galleon, filled with treasure, will emerge from its dusty tomb.

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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:

Two hunters reported a sighting in Cooper Canyon during the fall sometime in the early 1970s through their hunting scopes. They could not determine if this creature was an animal or human. Because they were concerned that it might actually be a human, they elected not to shoot it.

In 1973, in the Big Rock Canyon area, numerous sightings of huge apelike creatures were reported.

In March 1973, three U.S. Marines reported a sighting of a large, bipedal, hairy creature in Lancaster. Later that month, a young woman mistakenly thinking she was responding to one of her whimpering dogs, reported being surprised and frightened when a large, bipedal, hair-covered creature stood up from the tall grass and ran off.

In May 1973, a search party in Lancaster attempting to follow up on several "Big Foot" reports was forced to take cover when another party on the same sort of search panicked and started shooting when they thought they were being approached by a large creature. Fortunately, no one was injured.

Lake Elizabeth

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.

Lost City of the Lizard Poeple

Los Angeles Times, January 29, 1934


"Lizard People's Catacomb City Hunted
Engineer Sinks Shaft Under Fort Moore Hill to Find Maze of Tunnels

and Priceless Treasures of Legendary Inhabitants

By: Jean Bosquet


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.

So firmly does Shufelt and a little staff of assistants believe that a maze of catacombs and priceless golden tablets are to be found beneath downtown Los Angeles that the engineer and his aids have already driven a shaft 250 feet into the ground, the mouth of the shaft being on the old Banning property on North Hill street, overlooking Sunset Boulevard, Spring street and North Broadway.

And so convinced is the engineer of the infallibility of a radio x-ray perfected by him for detecting the presence of minerals and tunnels below the surface of the ground, an apparatus with which he says he has traced a pattern of catacombs and vaults forming the lost city, that he plans to continue sending his shaft downward until he has reached a depth of 1000 feet before discontinuing operations.

learned of the legend of the Lizard People after his radio X-Ray had led him hither and yon, over an area extending from the Public Library on West Fifth street to the Southwest Museum, on Museum Drive, at the foot of Mt. Washington.

"I knew I was over a pattern of tunnels," the engineer explained yesterday, "and I had mapped out the course of the tunnels, the position of large rooms scattered along the tunnel route, as well as the position of deposits of gold, but I couldn't understand the meaning of it."

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.

According to the legend as imparted to Shufelt by Macklin, the radio X-Ray has revealed the location of one of the three lost cities on the Pacific Coast, the local one having been dug by the Lizard People after the "great catastrophe" which occurred about 5000 years ago. This legendary catastrophe was in the form of a huge tongue of fire, which "came out of the Southwest, destroying all in it's path," (continued on Page 5, Column 2) "...the path being several hundred miles wide." The city underground was dug as a means of escaping future fires.

The lost city, dug with powerful chemicals by the Lizard People instead of pick and shovel, was drained into the ocean, where it's tunnels began, according to the legend. The tide passing daily in and out of the lower tunnel portals and forcing air into the upper tunnels, providing ventilation and "cleansed and sanitized the lower tunnels," the legend states.


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, the legends has it, regard the lizard as a symbol of long life. Their city is laid out like a lizard, according to the legend, it's tail to the Southwest, far below Fifth and Hope streets, it's head to the northeast, at Lookout and Marda streets. The city's key room is situated directly under South Broadway, near Second street, according to Shufelt and the legend.

This key room is the directory to all the parts of the city and to all record tablets, the legend states. All records were to be kept on golden tablets, four feet long and fourteen inches wide. One these tablets of gold, gold having been the symbol of life to the legendary Lizard People, will be found the record of history of the Mayans and on one particular tablet, the southwest corner of which will be missing, is found the "record of the origin of the human race."

stated he has taken "X-Ray pictures" of thirty-seven such tablets, three of which have their southwest corners cut off.

"My radio X-ray pictures of the tunnels and rooms, which are subsurface voids, and of gold pictures with perfect corners, sides and ends, are scientific proof of their existence," Shufelt said. "However, the legendary story must remain speculative unearthed by excavation."

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.

said legendary advise to American Indians was to seek the lost city in an area within a chain of hills forming,

"the frog of a horses hoof. The contour of hills surrounding this region forms such a design, substantiating Shufelt's findings," he said.

Shufelt's radio device consists chiefly of a cylindrical glass case inside which a plummet attached to a copper wire held by the engineer sways continually, pointing he asserts, toward minerals or tunnels below the surface of the ground, and then revolves when over mineral or swings in prolongation of the tunnel when above the excavation. He has used the instrument extensively in mining fields, he said."


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Gold on the desert

For six millennia, we have been drawn to gold. As our civilizations – defined in terms of settled communities, complex social structures, agriculture, written language and technology – have risen and vanished, we have used gold as a medium for artistic expression, a symbol of stature and wealth, a spur for commerce, a plea for spiritual favor, a celebration of kings and gods, and a clarion call to conquest.

Gold in quartz

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.

Gold prospecting can be hard work. Here a prospector is looking for signs of gold in a quartz outcrop.

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.

Checking the tailing piles of an old gold mine for gold

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.

Who is Tiburcio Vasques

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

Edwards Air Force Base

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

Lancaster , Ca


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

Llano , Ca

CALIFORNIA, LLANO - A large McDonnel-Douglass facility based at the old Grey Butte Airport, about 6 miles SW of El Mirage dry lake and 9 miles NE of Llano. Also contains pylons upon which various aerodynamic hulls are placed for stealth and other design tests. Often the objects atop the pylons have been seen to glow at various intensities. source: HUFON REPORT, Nov. 1992; Map of Llano, California; the Yano [sic/i.e. Llano] Facility & Aliens

Mojave, Ca.

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]

Palmdale, Ca.

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


The Lost Loot Hi Vista , Ca

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! PDF Print E-mail

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

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" have been spotted. Stories of this nature go back as far as the 1880's.

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; 

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Above: Una Lake to the left of the larger Palmdale reservoir
just west is the Palmdale reservoir which was also created by the same type of geological event. Palmdale reservoir is quite a bit larger and also used for recreational fishing, so more people are aware of this lake and it's history seems to be less shrouded in mystery and folklore. Further west and larger still, is yet another sag pond called Lake Elizabeth; so well known that a city was named after it, but not devoid of rumors itself. There are several rumors that say Lake Elizabeth is haunted by a bat like monster; one quote I was able to find online states that the devil himself created the lake to keep one of his pets in!  *GULP*

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.

Hmm...retrofitting anyone?

Something running on Sierra HWY

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.  

The Lady Ghost Of Lake LA

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.

Big Foot at Big Rock

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

Governor Mine

When the governor MIne near Palmdale was producing gold The Owner of the mine decided to stash some instead of making it into cash. He kept this goild in his safe. Although greed always takes over an employee seen this stash and decided that it was ilegal and he could take it. He figured no one would call the Law. But he was wrong. He snuck in late one night and took the gold and some cash.Seeming that this was a Gold Camp. He buried it nearby. He settled for the night . But the Law was called. When they searched the man the cash was found but the gold was not. He was convicted of the crime and was sentenced . He refused to reveal the location of his stash. Years later when he was released from jail he decided to retrieve his gold. But the Law was keeping an eye on him. He gave up and moved out of Palmdale Of course he ended up in jaiil again for other crimes he had committed. While he was in prison he got very ill in his death bed he told an orderly about the gold and drew him a map. The man decided to go and retrieve it just to be shot at and was scared away. Somewhere nearby the Governor Mine lies $150'000 in gold. Will you be the one to find it?

Robbers Roost

 One of the best producing treasure locations in Los Angeles County. 2 treasures worth up to $100'000 dollars have been pulled out of here. What makes this location promising is the reason it was used for. It was used by the robber Tiburcio Vasquez from about 1850 to 1874. He and his gang robbed stages and freight wagons carrying gold ores and bullion from the mines of the Eastern Sierra to Los Angeles and Bakersfield. Other Bandits also used this location. Although this is not the treasure I am refering to. It is the treasure of a lost Stage Coach depot that was hit by mother Nature. It was washed away and lost with close to half a million in gold and silver. During the incident many have tried to locate it. The only items that have been found are some remains of the depot and a revolver. Since then the weather might of disclosed some of the debris making it easy to locate the treasure.

lancaster Post Office

 The image graces the wall of this old post office. The Mural is "Hauling Water Pipe through Antelope Valley" painted by Jose Moya del Pino funded by the Treasury Section of Fine Arts in 1941. The building was built n 1940 by the Works Progress Administration of Harry Hopkins and it is a favorite spot for myself. The walls are adorned with the solid wood used in those days. The age of the place makes you have a feeling of being in the older days. Still showing its rod iron bars and the many items that wee used in that day still preserved. But this is not an ordinary place. The place is haunted. I have asked for years anyone that works there and they will tell you about the ghost of a Post Man that hanged himself in the basement. One thing I will tell you when more then a dozen people give you the same stories thee must be some form of truth. The hanging took place many years ago and they have claimed that there are cold chills in the basement . The cabinets open and things fall down the shelf in a floating manner. Some have even claimed seeing someone in the basement during after hours. Either story I get no one wants to enter the basement alone...

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