<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179</id><updated>2011-12-19T19:44:16.926-08:00</updated><category term='trail'/><category term='deer'/><category term='weimar'/><category term='snake'/><category term='foresthill'/><category term='sasquatch'/><category term='bigfoot'/><category term='blog'/><category term='rocks'/><category term='anaconda'/><category term='scarlet'/><category term='coyote'/><category term='roads'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='animal'/><category term='meadow vista'/><category term='pyramid'/><category term='&quot;trophy cam&quot;'/><category term='bird'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='email'/><category term='signs'/><category term='letters'/><category term='warning'/><category term='american river'/><title type='text'>Rural Mysteries of the North Fork Polygon</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/"&gt;The official poly-blog of the North Fork Polygon, bringing you anecdotal evidence, controversial theories, and  preliminary conclusions from rural Placer, Nevada, and El Dorado Counties&lt;/a&gt;.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-8624593292356820814</id><published>2011-11-08T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:16:05.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trail'/><title type='text'>Signs of the Rhymes with Thymes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You never know what mysterious signs you'll see along the trails of the North Fork Polygon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-je5X1ChMQT8/TrnwKnVLZqI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zIgZod-01ng/s400/IMAG0122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672829270797018786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING: PLEASE STAY ON TRAILS AND AWAY FROM&lt;br /&gt;SEWAGE TREATMENT AREAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As seen on a trail in Weimar, California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZb41Iwx0RM/TrnyEI0oMRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/VHPK2Sk5F2U/s400/IMAG0087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672831358551470354" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;NO SOFT TOSS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As seen on a trail in Colfax, California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7G-q0FBHPmQ/Trn2GRVPjwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XMgpzjjrT4o/s400/IMAG0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672835793242001154" /&gt;(BLOOD) DRAINS TO SACRAMENTO RIVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As seen in the Sacramento Deltoid Area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-8624593292356820814?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/8624593292356820814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=8624593292356820814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/8624593292356820814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/8624593292356820814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2011/11/signs-of-thymes.html' title='Signs of the Rhymes with Thymes'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-je5X1ChMQT8/TrnwKnVLZqI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zIgZod-01ng/s72-c/IMAG0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-1606607237874766111</id><published>2011-10-05T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:52:35.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coyote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;trophy cam&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deer'/><title type='text'>Critter Cam Action Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSrZ9yx8vbU/TozMsKomBeI/AAAAAAAAAe4/R1vV0IJroAA/s1600/PICT2985.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSrZ9yx8vbU/TozMsKomBeI/AAAAAAAAAe4/R1vV0IJroAA/s400/PICT2985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660123890838799842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skunk versus Fox!!  -  Meadow Vista, California&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fkL6pLmLj8/TozO_qN0qfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Tm7iwO2evKw/s1600/PICT3677.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fkL6pLmLj8/TozO_qN0qfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Tm7iwO2evKw/s400/PICT3677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660126424757217778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buck-deer on his 15 minute break!  -  Meadow Vista, CA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CmPFYDVCnl4/TozMJqbK8hI/AAAAAAAAAew/m9gtcypBCSo/s1600/PICT0331.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CmPFYDVCnl4/TozMJqbK8hI/AAAAAAAAAew/m9gtcypBCSo/s400/PICT0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660123298077012498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Fawn Babies!!!  -  Meadow Vista, CA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXcMKdfDdEI/TozLAqyaXjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ucrf1IjbK5I/s1600/PICT0013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXcMKdfDdEI/TozLAqyaXjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ucrf1IjbK5I/s400/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660122044044041778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deer Chasing Coyote!!!  -  Meadow Vista, California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ruralmysteries/sets/72157623608377570/"&gt;More Critter Cam Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-1606607237874766111?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/1606607237874766111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=1606607237874766111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1606607237874766111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1606607237874766111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2011/10/critter-cam-update.html' title='Critter Cam Action Update!'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSrZ9yx8vbU/TozMsKomBeI/AAAAAAAAAe4/R1vV0IJroAA/s72-c/PICT2985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-1999878757442060097</id><published>2010-12-31T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:56:53.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>E-mail Round-up: 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finally got permission to publish the final eight missing email letters from the year 2010:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      Dear Rural Mysteries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I want to tell my knowings but I report to know one, no one I said if they on one of them&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rural-Mysteries/138680282819701"&gt; facemebooks&lt;/a&gt;.  I  gotta ton o stories and I'll just deal more intimately with the  publisher if they gotta a myspacebubba, extra iffit got free pron. Until  then I will NOT tell the whereabouts of this family of rainbow striped  bigfeet that live near me. I even get to suck their toes. Actually I  think that's how I got to get to know them so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I've said too  much, and I've got to get over to Justin Beaver's &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rural-Mysteries/138680282819701"&gt;Facemybookpuss&lt;/a&gt; and  leave some interestin' pics of myself nudee style I hope he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        SINCERELY,&lt;br /&gt;        THEODORE WIMBLEY III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;      Dear Truth-sniffer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be more than slightly miffed by our apparent "selling out" to the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rural-Mysteries/138680282819701"&gt;Failbook&lt;/a&gt; mythology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  splinter group of semi-anonymous adventure hackers created the  &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rural-Mysteries/138680282819701"&gt;Fudgebook&lt;/a&gt; page in support of our shadow black-ops/psy-ops division.   This alt-site will be used for experiments in subterfuge, misdirection,  and double-reverse psycho-biology.  All the truly smelly truthiness will  continue to be available at &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1288066144_0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rural-Mysteries/138680282819701"&gt;ruralmysteries.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rural Mysteries&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was conceived on a moonlit night under a large  Ponderosa Pine in 1961 within sniffing distance of the "vore" mine vortex.   You all seem to think this is a big joke but I can assure you that the so-called  "polygon" is real and not limited to the shape you ascribe to  it.    I dare you to spend the night alone in the bottom of  Codfish canyon.  Double dare you!  I suppose I need to be a member of  your society to set you-all straight as to the seriosity of all this  stuff.  Just ask the Russian cucumber farmer on Boole Road...  (what is a "Boole"?  look it up!).... ask them if you can....but you can't...  hahahahahahah.  I'm making this sound like a joke but I'm not kidding at  all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Rural Mysteries, so glad I stumbled upon all y'all!  Fascinating stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certainly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert P. Johnson&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. Rattlesnake Cutthroat Johnson&lt;br /&gt;author of "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Thirteen-Moons-Wilderness-Robert-Johnson/dp/0884964418"&gt;Thirteen Moons: A Year in the Wilderness&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No  phenomenon to report, but last night my husband and I watched a large mountain  lion casually walk up our road (off Dawn Ridge North / Colfax) and sit, then lay  down for another 15 minutes.  There are lots of fawns being born, so I  would assume that is what is bringing the cougar here.  Any other sightings  from anyone out there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am part of a paranormal team in Clovis and we have investigated  in Oakhurst, Raymond and Coarsegold.  Have you any suggestions for a investigations in North fork?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank You&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Gene Markley's cousin and he was surprised and  amused to know that he was an inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa Brake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I am fascinated by &lt;span&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of the things I have read &lt;span&gt;on line&lt;/span&gt;  about you and your mysterious finds.  Do you have anything published  that i could purchase?? I would love to accompany you some day.. Do you  offer paid expeditions?? I am not extremely wealthy,but I am well off  enough to be an investigator full time. Yes I &lt;span&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; a  "bandwagon ghost hunter" you must hear from a lot of them. But i would  be willing to do leg work,grunt work,whatever. I feel my intuition and  intelligence would be an asset,not to mention good looks,master  manipulation and above all, I am humble..HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously,Books to buy??And also are you familiar with the"green children" found in the UK years ago???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for taking the time to respond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries staff:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I have heard of this group. I did not know it existed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been independently investigating &lt;a href="http://forteanswest.com/lowfiguesteditorial-DouglasHawes0211.php"&gt;Snakehead Point&lt;/a&gt; for over a decade, based on the discoveries of Harold Freeman. Harold Freeman, I believe, was the fellow who discovered the Snakehead Point pyramid, back in the mid-late 1950's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While teaching the first class in the country on the UFO phenomena at Williams College in the Berkeley Hills - - a small private college that closed circa 1964 - - he received "transmissions" indicating that there was some power point up at Snakehead Point in the North Fork canyon. Over the next few decades, Freeman led about half a dozen trips down into the gorge, with an entourage of psychics. They would camp on the old abandoned stone platform on the north side of the North Fork, facing the exposed rock face. And some of his psychics would astral project at night and enter the inner parts of the pyramid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to Freeman, the pyramid is actually several million years old. It was built by extraterrestrials when this Earth literally was a "planet of the apes." The pyramid is partially buried by andesite lava flows that flowed down the canyon between one and two million years ago. The pyramid is actually used even today as an energy beacon directing UFO's either entering or leaving our Earth's gravitational pull. The pyramid has a series of ritual and initiatory chambers inside it, according to Freeman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Freeman, who passed away in the mid 1990's - - I was one of the last people to visit him in the hospital in Morgan Hill - - had a lot of high level connections - - including people in Hollywood. I think the story of Snakehead Point is the basis of a made for TV movie that appeared in the nineties (or late eighties?) based on the exact scenario described above. Probably Freeman's followers were responsible for drafting the script.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Freeman also told me that some of the ancient orbs found in mine tunnels underneath the pyramid are in private hands - - with people who reside in Volcano. There are actually two Mother Lode hamlets called "Volcano," so I don't know which one it would be. I went up to Forest Hill several years ago, in an attempt to discover if locals were aware of the local mystery spot. No one I talked to - - even members of the Forest Hill Historical Society - - had heard of it. And posters I placed on bulletin boards in the town did not elicit any answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been down to the bottom of the canyon twice, and once made the ascent to the top of Snakehead Point. Did not get dizzy, however. Camped down there for several nights, and experienced certain phenomena and visions, during meditation and prayer. So I have been framing a possible story for publication about Snakehead Point for several years now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during the decade I knew Mr. Freeman, he was too weak to make the difficult, rugged descent into Green Valley. We did make it by car to another important California power point - - and a favorite of his - - the Painted Rock of California. It was his only visit to the site, although he had been talking about it to his disciples for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad I have found this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-1999878757442060097?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/1999878757442060097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=1999878757442060097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1999878757442060097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1999878757442060097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-mail-round-up.html' title='E-mail Round-up: 2010'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-997758928446537137</id><published>2010-10-17T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:35:17.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;trophy cam&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><title type='text'>Trophy Cam Critter Update</title><content type='html'>Our Meadow Vista night-vision robotic motion sensor camera has been pretty busy lately.  These pictures were automatically taken in September and October 2010. There are definitely advantages (and disadvantages) to knowing what the local fauna are doing late at night and early in the morning when you're not looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the forest creatures are pretending to be super cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu33gV5qAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FaXUBYiFkac/s1600/IM000098.JPG" title="Kissing Deer"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu33gV5qAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FaXUBYiFkac/s400/IM000098.JPG" alt="Kissing Deer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529215131729897474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu3eUrmY4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/NM3yxEzkscw/s1600/IM000019.JPG" title="Cute Fawn Baby"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu3eUrmY4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/NM3yxEzkscw/s400/IM000019.JPG" alt="Cute Fawn Baby" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529214699102954370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some night creatures are not quite-so-cute (or they forget that they're on camera):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu4jwDESDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-216WgjDQsw/s1600/IM000045.JPG" title="Deer Licking"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu4jwDESDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-216WgjDQsw/s400/IM000045.JPG" alt="Deer Licking" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529215891860113458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLvdqUG6TAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yqUXYy3sXGQ/s1600/IM000784.JPG" title="Deer Scratching"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLvdqUG6TAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yqUXYy3sXGQ/s400/IM000784.JPG" alt="Deer Scratching" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529256686549355522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLvFFQwKWeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tECdZiE60YE/s1600/IM000123+%282%29.JPG" title="Coyote Squatting"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLvFFQwKWeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tECdZiE60YE/s400/IM000123+%282%29.JPG" alt="Coyote Squatting" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529229661714405858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See our full gallery of trophy-cam photos at our popular &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ruralmysteries/sets/72157623608377570/"&gt;Rural Mysteries Flickr Page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-997758928446537137?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/997758928446537137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=997758928446537137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/997758928446537137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/997758928446537137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2010/10/trophy-cam-critter-update.html' title='Trophy Cam Critter Update'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLu33gV5qAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FaXUBYiFkac/s72-c/IM000098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-77533184993131005</id><published>2010-10-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:21:18.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deer'/><title type='text'>Inovative Deer Wrangling Techniques</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLP0dXWQfII/AAAAAAAAAG8/2X5tMUuIuFI/s1600/DSC03719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLP0dXWQfII/AAAAAAAAAG8/2X5tMUuIuFI/s400/DSC03719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527029953034484866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This really happened, and it happened by accident.  Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLPz_HdGLHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/USJ9Xn2FmO4/s1600/DeerTangle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLPz_HdGLHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/USJ9Xn2FmO4/s400/DeerTangle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527029433372126322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the series of events, as best as we can piece them together, that led to what you're seeing in these mysterious pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A semi-anonymous Meadow Vista resident disconnected one end of a dog-run and coiled the cable next to a tree in a flower garden in his side yard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few years later, a hungry and distracted buck decided to eat some plants from the flower bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the full and satisfied deer started to leave for another neighbors garden, he notices a tugging on his antlers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soon, the human heard the struggling and noticed that one end of his dog-run was still attached to the tree, but the other end of the cable was tangled in the rack of a humongous buck's antlers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The human called his neighbor and said, "I think we're going to need a bigger boat... load of courage and ingenuity to untangle this buck."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Stay tuned for part six of this story...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-77533184993131005?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/77533184993131005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=77533184993131005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/77533184993131005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/77533184993131005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2010/10/inovative-deer-wrangling-techniques.html' title='Inovative Deer Wrangling Techniques'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TLP0dXWQfII/AAAAAAAAAG8/2X5tMUuIuFI/s72-c/DSC03719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-8687034045988274930</id><published>2010-09-22T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T13:34:53.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roads'/><title type='text'>Words of wisdom, words of WARNING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TJpWg2AyDkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uBKlD6Wb6xQ/s1600/bigrock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TJpWg2AyDkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uBKlD6Wb6xQ/s320/bigrock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519819415550561858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The North Fork Polygon is dangerous and frightening enough without having to worry about maintenance workers putting little tiny rocks on the road when you're not looking.  Just in time, here's some wise words of wisdom and WARNING from a commenter on a &lt;a href="http://auburnjournal.com/detail/159120.html"&gt;recent local story&lt;/a&gt; about a grumpy Auburn resident grumbling about gravel used to repair the County road that runs past his house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Notice to the People Residing in Placer County: Roads get repaired and maintained. Overhead and underground utilities get repaired and maintained. Fire, medical and police emergencies happen and emergency vehicles drive by. In the summer school buses full of screaming kids drive by with the windows down. Trains use train tracks, blow horns and make the crossing bell ding. All of these things make noise and may delay your activities. Cows, horses, sheep, dogs, chickens and birds make noises. Deer will eat your garden and ruin your car if you don't yield. Bears and raccoons will get in your trash and homes. Frequently the wind blows trees down damaging houses and blocking roads. Sometimes the power goes out for extended periods. Creeks and streams flood. It rains and you could get wet. When it snows it is cold.I am certain a few inconveniences have been missed in the above list but, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!"  - Ghillieman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://auburnjournal.com/detail/159120.html"&gt;http://auburnjournal.com/detail/159120.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-8687034045988274930?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/8687034045988274930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=8687034045988274930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/8687034045988274930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/8687034045988274930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2010/09/words-of-wisdom-words-of-warning.html' title='Words of wisdom, words of WARNING!!!'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TJpWg2AyDkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uBKlD6Wb6xQ/s72-c/bigrock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-1530654147324398745</id><published>2010-09-13T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T13:33:08.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anaconda'/><title type='text'>Snakes on a Higher Plane of Existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eid.org/images/03_news/snake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.eid.org/images/03_news/snake.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our local Auburn Journal newspaper continues it's obsession with imaginary and exaggerated snake-like objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the Auburn Journal printed their original tale, stating incredulously that this "8-foot long reptile" ... "could eat a child"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://auburnjournal.com/detail/158541.html"&gt;http://auburnjournal.com/detail/158541.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the big-city Sacramento Bee published a toned-down "fat and happy five-foot-long rattlesnake" version of the same story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacbee.com/2010/09/13/3025794/rattlesnake-found-at-treatment.html"&gt;http://www.sacbee.com/2010/09/13/3025794/rattlesnake-found-at-treatment.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the El Dorado Irrigation District submitted a press release straight from the horses (or reptile's) mouth (or fangs) with the actual length and ultimate fate of the serpent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eid.org/03_news/Rattlesnake_20100909.htm"&gt;http://www.eid.org/03_news/Rattlesnake_20100909.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For context, here's the Auburn Journal's July 2010 story about imaginary anacondas in Meadow Vista:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://auburnjournal.com/detail/154406.html"&gt;http://auburnjournal.com/detail/154406.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, here's our instructions on how to capture and relocate a rattlesnake, Rural-Mysteries-Style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/rattlesnake.shtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ruralmysteries.com/rattlesnake.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-1530654147324398745?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/1530654147324398745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=1530654147324398745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1530654147324398745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1530654147324398745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-local-auburn-journal-newspaper.html' title='Snakes on a Higher Plane of Existence'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-3592785203456556116</id><published>2010-08-09T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:18:47.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyramid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarlet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foresthill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sasquatch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bigfoot'/><title type='text'>The Legend of the Scarlet Sasquatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TGD2ktEy2RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eMlCcPfFCpM/s1600/ScarletSasquatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TGD2ktEy2RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eMlCcPfFCpM/s320/ScarletSasquatch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503669855082174738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beginning in late 2008&lt;/span&gt;, we received several emails that almost spooked us out of the mystery biz.  The emails suggested that there is a tribe of red-haired giants hiding in the hills between the foothill towns of Foresthill and Iowa Hill in an area of pyramid shaped hills.  The semi-anonymous e-mailer eventually attached this artist rendering of the creature.  Here's the full text of our actual email exchange in chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"First I need to know if you are a resident of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424004_0"&gt;Placer County&lt;/span&gt;?  I  have data that will blow your noodle but I can't trust just anyone with  it. I need a trustworthy contact and must have involvement in  subsequent  investigation.  I think I know where  the dwelling of some  red haired  giants are but will not disclose to just anyone. If you are serious or know someone who is, contact me."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa!  This is HUGE news!  With trembling Placer County digits, we typed this tentative, measured reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Dear Fellow Truth-sniffer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, "&lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424103_0"&gt;Placer County&lt;/span&gt;" is an artificial political construct to which we owe no allegiance.  However, we can tell you that water from the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1207119552_0"&gt;North Fork&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1207119552_1"&gt;American River&lt;/span&gt; (and a little from the Bear River) flows in our veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, we've heard dark rumors of a creature  known as "The Scarlet Sasquatch" that is sometimes speculated to exist  in the Sierra Nevada, especially in the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424103_1"&gt;Reno&lt;/span&gt; area.  &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1207119552_2"&gt;This may&lt;/span&gt; or may not be related to the tribe of Red-haired Giants that you are investigating.   It sounds like you may have third-hand knowledge of these crypto-humanoids.  Has your source heard of anyone  who might be aware of any useful form of anecdotal evidence?  If so, we  are seriously curious with just a hint of token skepticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/"&gt;Rural Mysteries of the North Fork Polygon&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;/blockquote&gt;We eventually received four additional emails containing high-res aerial photos that not only showed the areas where the Scarlet Sasquatch might have been sighted, but also the approximate locations of several partially buried ancient pyramid structures.  Needless to say, our "noodle was blown".  Here's our response after several weeks of deep breathing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thanks for the 9 random possible remote wilderness locations of the  "Polygon Redsquatch".  We plan to start our standard spiral/grid-line  search pattern in the Foresthill-Lake Tahoe area soon after the first  snowfall, when the giant footprints and strands of red fur will be most  visible.  It would also be helpful if you could send us a channeled  artist rendition of these creatures.  BTW - We've also heard of these creatures being sighted in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424103_0"&gt;Europe&lt;/span&gt;, especially &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424103_1"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the clues!  Sincerely, &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/"&gt;Rural Mysteries of the North Fork Polygon&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later, before we had a chance to begin our search, we received this response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Surely you jest. I was quite serious with the email I sent you. Take a  good gander at the Google images I mailed you. Particularly the image  named polygon4. It appears to be a  pentagon shaped hill with an  indentation at the center (possibly an alter or temple) . Flanking &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424280_1"&gt;the pentagon&lt;/span&gt;  to the east is a triangular pattern. Those are no natural topographical  features. This my friend, appears to be a buried mound of some sort. I  find this image to be of extreme interest. Judging by the vegetation and  history of the local, I'm  forced to conclude that this image is  showing us a long lost (until BLM logged it) structure. The structures  that I so kindly pointed out to you are massive in size. So large in  fact that I do not think that the native peoples of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424280_2"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;  built them. The erosion on said sites indicate that the strata is a few  thousand years old. These supposed structures are ancient and massive  and I suspect they are remnants of a lost  culture. If you are familiar with the tales of the &lt;a href="http://www.zetatalk.com/index/blog0926.htm"&gt;Annunaki&lt;/a&gt;, then it  takes no stretch of the imagination to see what I think I'm seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that I will not disclose all I know about the area because  this is an unsecured line. I'd love to brainstorm with you on all of what  I know about the area yet I'm in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281424280_3"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;  and "they" are listening. You sir, have assumed that I'm pulling your  leg, when in fact I'm dead serious. Open the images in Photoshop, run a  few filters on them, look at the features I highlighted for you! Open Google earth and see these lost structures! They are there and if you  were to actually look instead of laugh at my coded correspondence, you  too will see what I'm talking about. You have spent all that time  building your cool site, investigating neat things but when a major clue  is dropped into your box, you seem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nonchalant and dismissive&lt;/span&gt;. Re-read  my mails and ACTUALLY LOOK AT the images I have sent, then look it up  yourself. You are probably sitting on top of one the greatest  archeological finds since the lost city of Troy... probably a greater  find that Troy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever got e-mails to your site that counted... these are it."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For obvious reasons we can't share the aerial photos, or the exact location of the structures, or the creature's habitat, or the e-mailers real name. But we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; spent the last year and a half training in an effort to become &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; chalant and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-dismissive.&lt;/span&gt;  We're now ready to receive a steady stream of additional information, theories, and anecdotes regarding the Legend of the Scarlet Sasquatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your Noodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-3592785203456556116?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/3592785203456556116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=3592785203456556116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/3592785203456556116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/3592785203456556116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2010/08/legend-of-scarlet-sasquatch.html' title='The Legend of the Scarlet Sasquatch'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/TGD2ktEy2RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eMlCcPfFCpM/s72-c/ScarletSasquatch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-693288830990155302</id><published>2008-12-03T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:58:13.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meadow vista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weimar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>Rare Chinese Golden Pheasant Sighted in Meadow Vista</title><content type='html'>Another amazing creature recently migrated to the North Fork Polygon. On November 17, 2008 a rare Chinese Golden Pheasant was &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ruralmysteries/3039034634/"&gt;sighted in Meadow Vista&lt;/a&gt;, California.  The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Pheasant"&gt;gallinaceous bird&lt;/a&gt; has since been sighted in two other locations, both far away from it's native mountain forests of western China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STim0Tfng-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a-N053SsjMk/s1600-h/pheasant2-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STim0Tfng-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a-N053SsjMk/s200/pheasant2-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276150380980831202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos by Richard, &lt;a href="http://www.natbarn.com/"&gt;Natbarn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's a summary of Chinese Golden Pheasant (CGP) sightings&lt;/span&gt; gathered through the Rural Mysteries Emergency Broadcast System:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 17th: Rippy Hill Area, Meadow Vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"2008.11.17 - The majestic bird almost seemed intelligent as it searched for a roosting tree at sunset.  Looks like a cruel mutated cross between a chicken and a parrot."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 18th and 19th:  Coyote Mountain Area, Weimar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Mysterious Golden Pheasant also sighted on 11/18/08 on Arnold ranch, Placer Hills Rd. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Evidence attached. Creature was still around the following day but has not been seen since."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 30th:  Placer Hills Road near Crother Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"This bird was seen today (November 30)!  I thought for sure it would have become 'Fox Food' by now!  Seen near Placer Hills Road near your home.  I guess it's not straying too far..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STitzWgwwmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wrLzz6sAafQ/s1600-h/pheasant2-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STitzWgwwmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wrLzz6sAafQ/s320/pheasant2-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276158061192462946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STim0WtVA9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-Q4lV2CiRQk/s1600-h/pheasant2-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STim0WtVA9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-Q4lV2CiRQk/s200/pheasant2-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276150381843645394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos by Richard, &lt;a href="http://www.natbarn.com/"&gt;Natbarn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-693288830990155302?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/693288830990155302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=693288830990155302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/693288830990155302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/693288830990155302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2008/12/rare-chinesegolden-pheasant-sighted-in.html' title='Rare Chinese Golden Pheasant Sighted in Meadow Vista'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/STim0Tfng-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a-N053SsjMk/s72-c/pheasant2-003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-7883456398148602558</id><published>2008-06-07T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:03:37.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyramid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american river'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trail'/><title type='text'>The Pyramid of Green Valley</title><content type='html'>Here's another email we received this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Speaking of Mysteries of the &lt;a href="http://northforktrails.blogspot.com/"&gt;North Fork&lt;/a&gt;, one odd mystery has to do with a sect called the Christian Brotherhood, and its leader Dr. Wallace Halsey, who believed, and his followers of course also believed, that Aliens From Outer Space, wishing to help humans here on Earth, built two, exactly two, pyramids, in California, one of which is in the Owens Valley, and the other, lo! in &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/greenvalley.shtml"&gt;Green Valley&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we did some Googling and found the following &lt;a href="http://beyond-the-illusion.com/files/New-Files/980210/gold_run_pyramid.txt"&gt;fascinating fable of one man's search&lt;/a&gt; for the the Green Valley Pyramid. Are you sitting down??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://beyond-the-illusion.com/files/New-Files/980210/gold_run_pyramid.txt"&gt;The Pyramid At Gold Run - January 24, 1998&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Back when I had first gotten into this business, sometimes called &lt;i&gt;Being on the Path&lt;/i&gt;, I had heard some information about a man by the name of Dr. Wallace Halsey and his wife Tarna.  He had stated that he had been to a couple of pyramid sites in Calif.  One of them is near Lone Pine, Calif. and I have visited it before.  The second was on the North Fork of the American River near a small community called Gold Run.  This place in just off hyway 80 a few miles East of Auburn, Calif.  It was also stated that it was at a place called Snakehead Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When listening to a magnetic reel to reel tape recording of Dr. Wallace Halsey (who was a nephew of Admiral "Bull" Halsey of the U.S. Navy in World War II) it was stated that this area where the pyramid is, is also haunted with the dead men's spirits of some Chinese miners.  It seems that some Chinese laborers were hired by some English Mining people to dig out some gold ore from the sides of the hill that was right along  the sides of the pyramid.  They didn't use very good safety methods at that time and they had the Chinese people dig into the hill to a point where the hill fell in on top of them, covering and killing about 22 of the workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also believed by the local Indians at some time in the past that the area was haunted and that if you ever attempted to climb to the top of the pyramid you would never make it.  Something would cause you to turn back.  It was also stated that at one time someone had found a hole in the side of the pyramid and had attempted to go into the hole or tunnel.  When they got to a certain point the person encountered an invisible force that stopped the person.  This scared the person so much that he ran out of the area and never came back.  It was also stated that the only thing that was still left in the pyramid was some guardian spirits or something to that effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of this information I attempted to go into the area.  I took along a friend and attempted to find the pyramid. We started off from the community of Gold Run and went down to the North Fork of the American River.  There was just one problem.  The area was about 1,500 feet down the sides of canyon.  A person came along and asked me what I was doing and I told him.  He then said that he had a National Geological Survey map of the area.  We looked at the map and sure enough Snakehead Point was listed on the map unbeknownst to him.  It was about one half mile down the river from where I was standing.  I went down the river and looked down at the area towards Snakehead Point.  This was near a point on the hill called Lover's Leap and another point called Rattlesnake Gulch or something like that.  I was running out of time, so I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time I came into the area I brought a young man with me who was in good physical shape but didn't know anything about the occult. I had brought a Ouija board along with me and proceeded to give him a quick course in it's operation.  That was a strange sight.  Me hiking down a hill with a Ouija board in my hand that was still in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hiking down the hill for about one half mile, breaking a new trial all the way we finally got to the side of the river.  I planned to go through the river to the other side where the pyramid was but decided against that and set up the board with my friend helping me to operate it.  My first question was, "Is there anybody here"?  It immediately said very forcefully, "No".  I then asked it, " Will you give me information"?  It said no and I immediately started getting a headache as if I was under psychic attack.  This made me a little mad because I wasn't one to get headaches.  I demanded that the spirit that was on there get off and put my guardian angel on by the name of Lorna.  We then started talking with Lorna and found out that the pyramid was about 50,000 years old and that it was being protected by some entities like the ones that killed people that broke into King Tut's tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some more checking and found out from an astronomer that many years ago the scientist throughout the world conducted an experiment. They put bronze stakes into the ground at different places throughout the world to measure how much cosmic dust is coming into our planet's atmosphere.  It was found that about 1 foot every thousand years is being laid down.  With this calculation we then could figure why this pyramid was covered by about 50 feet of dirt.  The height to the pyramid was about 123 feet and it's on the south side of the river. It's probably a good thing we didn't cross the river because I found out that 3 people were killed in that river during that particular time due to the high water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming out of the American River area I obtained my own Geological Survey Map of the area and found that the pyramid could be reached by coming in on the south side of the river.  The map shows about a 5 mile mule trail coming into the area.  I would say the trail is somewhere between bad and terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the bottom of the canyon I notice a man washing out his clothes near an old cabin.  I asked him if he knew where the pyramid was he pointed to an area that was the outline of a mountain just about 100 yards from where we were.I asked him if he had seen any spirits around there.  He said he hadn't except there may be a few of the dead Chinese still around.  He said that he had been digging in the area on the sides of the pyramid where it meets the edge of the canyon.  He had found the trailings of the mining that had been done before the hill had come down and killed the 22 chinese people.  He felt that the slush box that was used to catch the gold that came from the area could be found where the hill had fallen of the chinese miners.  It was thought that it was just about full and needed to be emptied about the time the hill came down on the miners.  He figured that it should still have about $50,000 worth of gold in it.  He felt that he was very close to finding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also asked him if he had ever been on the top of the pyramid.  He said that he had been on top.  I asked him if his watch had stopped when he was up there.  He noted that his very cheap pocket watch had kept on ticking.  He hadn't noted if a compass was affected in it's operation while on top of the pyramid.  He said about the only thing that was out of the ordinary was that the chinese had left some of their opium bottles and other things on top of the pyramid.  I had been told that there was no valuable things in the pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a later date I attempted myself, to climb the pyramid.  It was fairly steep and I had, at times, to be climbed by placing your feet cross-ways to pyramid but it could be climbed.  When I got to a certain height I suddenly got the feeling that if I didn't get out of there I might never make it out, so I left the area.  I never made it to the top and I have in the past made it all the way to the top of Mt. Shasta.  I also later talked with the owners of the area and asked them about the man who was in the cabin and they said that he had left the area and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found that there had been more than one expedition that had come into that pyramid area and had investigated it in the past. On one of my trips I was going through the Auburn area when I told my friend called Bill Roskelly to please turn into the town of Auburn because I felt that there would be someone there who would know a lot about ESP and UFOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in the main old hotel that is just down the street from the ancient Court House, that is in Auburn.  I then told the lady who was running the desk that I would like her to tell me where a person was, who knew a lot about ESP and etc.  She didn't believe me but then I insisted that she tell me and&lt;br /&gt;she told me that in the store that sold shoes across and down the street a person could tell me what I was seeking.  I went across the street to the store and asked a person over there.  She was reluctant to tell me because the town could be very cruel if they knew that you believed in such things.  She said that she was in a group that had a psychic lady who taught them certain things but she would have to check me out and see if I was OK.  I asked the lady to give me the phone number of the psychic. She said the she would, but I would never be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I phoned up the psychic and she treated me like a long lost friend. I went over to see her and she told me some very far out things. After knowing her for about a year and meeting her more than once the conversation got around to the pyramid.  She told me, "You don'tmean to tell me that you know where the pyramid is, do you? We have been hoping and praying that someone of something would send us that information."  I told her what she needing to knowand she and her group were planning to go out there.  Later on I came back again and she had moved but I had no further need to contact her so I didn't try to find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So If you are looking for the pyramid I think you'll find it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-7883456398148602558?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/7883456398148602558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=7883456398148602558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/7883456398148602558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/7883456398148602558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2008/06/pyramid-of-green-valley.html' title='The Pyramid of Green Valley'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-820921171704408530</id><published>2008-06-05T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:12:27.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><title type='text'>Fan Mail Round-up</title><content type='html'>As you can probably imagine, we sometimes get 10's of emails per year.  Here's a sampling of a few we received so far in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Email 1 - March 13, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hello:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way your &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/artichokes.shtml"&gt;giant artichokes&lt;/a&gt; look. As big as soft balls or bigger and round. I saw them at Ralph's Supermarket in Long Beach last May. I didn't get me one. I wish I had! Can you help me with info??  It will have to be shipped. Price?? Address??  This will involve quantity. Same size.  REPLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reply 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Fellow Mystery-monger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you for your inquiry regarding the &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/artichokes.shtml"&gt;Giant Artichoke Crop of '05&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, our artichokes had never grown to that humongous size before, nor have they grown to that ginormous size since. In fact, the plants died the next year, apparently having "burned out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are attempting to recreate the conditions that might have caused the otherwise normal artichoke plants to grow such honkin' big fruit. The year these plants were spawned, there was record rainfall in April of over 17 inches! ... in Wiemar... at over 2000 feet in elevation! We believe the constant rain and unseasonable temps produced the gigantic proportions of this choke! We also fertilized it with an organic liquid fertilizer called TIGER BLOOM! Check back at ruralmysteries.com later this year to see if we're successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Email 2 - March 11, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Rural Mysteries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I need to know if you are a resident of Placer County?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have data that will blow your noodle but I can't trust just anyone with it. I need a trustworthy contact and must have involvement in subsequent  investigation.  I think I know where  the dwelling of some red haired giants are but will not disclose to just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are serious or know someone who is, contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reply 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Fellow Truth-sniffer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, "&lt;a href="http://www.naturefriendlytools.org/top_communities/placer.html"&gt;Placer County&lt;/a&gt;" is an artificial political construct to which we owe no allegiance. However, we can tell you that water from the North Fork of the American River (and a little from the Bear River) flows in our veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, we've heard dark rumors of a creature known as "The Scarlet Sasquatch" that is sometimes speculated to exist in the Sierra Nevada, especially in the Reno area. This may or may not be related to the tribe of Red-haired Giants that you are investigating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like you may have third-hand knowledge of these crypto-humanoids. Has your source heard of anyone who might be aware of any useful form of anecdotal evidence? If so, we are seriously curious with just a hint of token skepticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Email 3 - February 9, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to live in Clipper Gap from 1985-1992.  I enjoyed exploring the area immensely, which consisted of traipsing over private property most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I would walk down the railroad tracks to the Park and Ride every morning to wait for the bus going to Colfax High. On the way home, we would sometimes jump onto a slow moving train passing by the “&lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/rocks.html#dinofossil"&gt;dinosaur&lt;/a&gt;" and ride it down to Clipper Place  and jump off.  I never found the area to be mysterious like the &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/BermundaTriangle.php"&gt;Bermuda Triangle&lt;/a&gt;. It was simply a place I lived. We went to school, hiked, watched wild fires burn and be extinguished by borate bombers, and saw a few heavy snow falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I would walk past the &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/rocks.html#dinofossil"&gt;dinosaur&lt;/a&gt; every time we’d go to &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/vortex.html"&gt;Lake  Theodore&lt;/a&gt; . It was amazing the first time we saw it. After that it was of little interest. We explored the &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/tunnelzero.shtml"&gt;abandoned train tunnel&lt;/a&gt; with no event to speak of other than reaching the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw the “&lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/images/mossycanyon.jpg"&gt;mossy canyon&lt;/a&gt;” at  Lake Theodore  and I walked all over that area.  The lake would dry up a lot and the water level would drop far enough to see all the garbage people through in there.  One time my brother cut his foot on a broken bottle buried in the silt of the lake.  After that we never ventured barefoot into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I hiked on several occasions to &lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/rocks.html#limerock"&gt;Limerock&lt;/a&gt; (or robber’s roost) and climbed all over the thing.  One cave cut at a transverse direction from one side to the other.  It was always a little dangerous as the rocks were slippery from bird and bat dung.  Never did go down the deep cave.  Never got shot at by any of the folks growing marijuana near it. It was just another place to visit in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also walked down Clipper Creek to the  American River .  This hike features blackberries to eat, several stunning waterfalls, big rocks to jump from, and finally a steep climb down the  American River  canyon to the river.  The journey back up was not so fun.  Here are two odd incidents that stand out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95;"&gt;One dark morning on our way to the bus stop, a pack of wild dogs, which I assumed were coyotes, ran past us, chattering all the way. Never saw that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:95;"&gt;While lying on my balcony one night (summer 1989) I saw in the air a triangle shaped object with three      lights on the underside cruise up the American River Valley toward Meadow Vista at an altitude of about 1000 feet. It made no sound at all. Then it vanished over the railroad tracks and hills.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, who are you guys??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reply 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thanks for sharing your experiences growing up in the &lt;a href="http://ruralmysteries.com/"&gt;North Fork Polygon&lt;/a&gt;.  We might follow-up on some of your adventures and sightings to be  featured in a future article.  You can remain anonymous, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI - We're a semi-secret consortium of adventure scientists that are willing to scramble into remote, rattlesnake-infested canyons, explore unstable historic mining areas, and even surf the Web using slow-speed internet connections... all in the name of science and infotainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, most of us "graduated" from Colfax High School between 1980 and 1990 and still live, hike, and play in this general area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-820921171704408530?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/820921171704408530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=820921171704408530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/820921171704408530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/820921171704408530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2008/06/fan-mail-round-up.html' title='Fan Mail Round-up'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7641539505709595179.post-1137238779541829626</id><published>2008-02-15T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:39:14.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>Smell the Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="small"&gt;This Blog will collect anecdotal evidence, propose controversial theories, and publish preliminary conclusions as our team of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adventure scientists&lt;/span&gt; investigates the local legends and unsolved mysteries still lurking in the hidden corners of the  "&lt;a href="http://www.ruralmysteries.com/#" onclick="window.open('http://www.ruralmysteries.com/polygonface.html', 'detail', 'toolbar=no,location=no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=yes,width=500,height=720')"&gt;North Fork Polygon&lt;/a&gt;". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="small"&gt;The "&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;amp;postID=1137238779541829626#" onclick="window.open('http://www.ruralmysteries.com/polygonface.html', 'detail', 'toolbar=no,location=no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=yes,width=500,height=720')"&gt;North Fork Polygon&lt;/a&gt;" is an irregular, non-triangle-shaped area encompassed by the northern California foothill communities of  &lt;b title="Also including Eden Valley, Cool, Bowman, Clipper Gap, and Heather Glen"&gt;Colfax, Applegate, Foresthill, Iowa Hill, Weimar, Auburn, and Meadow Vista&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;aka the C.A.F.I.W.A.M. area&lt;/i&gt;). For some reason, all these mysteries are located within a few miles of the North Fork of the American River.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7641539505709595179-1137238779541829626?l=ruralmysteries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/feeds/1137238779541829626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7641539505709595179&amp;postID=1137238779541829626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1137238779541829626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7641539505709595179/posts/default/1137238779541829626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruralmysteries.blogspot.com/2008/02/smell-truth.html' title='Smell the Truth'/><author><name>J-dub</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14229280947754736502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vOxJV6vG6LQ/R7kgZt48cgI/AAAAAAAAACo/9h7ZZpslRvI/S220/bgfacemars2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
