G'morning GBaron, my friend: Coffee in the patio first as usual. It is beautiful out there after this mornings refreshing rain.

You asked --> Sounds like it could be addictive

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Addictive is putting it mildly. History becomes alive with real people and events, not a bit similar to what you were taught in school.

An example is my Search for Tayopa. During the long search I soon found that it was involved in international intrigue, slavery, unspeakable cruelty, and secrecy. I found that the story of Tayopa will rewrite western history, I soon became a part of it's history myself, I became involved..

Even today, groups are making plans to search for Tayopa with modern tools. They do not know that I have already found and own it. I have never gone public, nor opened it, for many reasons, not the least, governmental.

I can place you at the hidden secondary entry used by the Jesuits as an escape route and defy you to say where it is. The main portal is now buried under tons of talus down in the barranca.

In the search for Tayopa, First, I had to prove the existence of several other mines that were also in bonanza in the same period, and shut down for the same reason. I successfully located La Gloria Pan, La Tarasca, Las Pimas, & Las Perlas de Tapoca. This not to say the actual portals, but within a few hundred meters, wth sufficient proof that they existed and at that location.

When you spend years exploring lonely, deep unknown barrancas, by yourself, searching as I have done, you cannot help but to become one with past history. I have spent many a night by myself with a small campfire watching the old ones dancing in it's shadows. Unfortunately they are always gone by morning. sigh.

If you wish, I can post a page from my journal on the search for the Gloria Pan mine and my first encounter with the giant aquatic serpent while swimming across the rio Fuerte

Don Jose de La Mancha