Odd Old News: More Caves of Mystery

Interior of cave in Trinity County. [Photo by Jervie Henry Eastman in 1938, University of California, Davis. General Library. Dept. of Special Collections, 1938. ]

Nuggets of old news is served up once a week by David Heller, one of our local historians.

Odd Old News returns to its speleological roots with more stories of fantastic caves, or, as some would have it, fantastic stories of caves. Ranging far outside of our Odd Old News area of quasi-expertise, this week we draw attention to purported caves in Del Norte, Klamath, and Humboldt counties.

In the later 1800’s, Euro-Americans moving west were “discovering” and reporting caves, cave- dwellers, cliff-dwellers, and large cave complexes. It was an era of exciting new cave related “discoveries” that newspapers were eager to share. Besides the better known Marble Mountain cave in Trinity County, the limestone formations in our northern counties hold a number of lesser known caves like the one at Del Loma (old Taylor’s Flat) that we will read about.

Once again, Odd Old News straddles the line between history and bullshistory with a new round of mysterious and curious cave news articles.

First, a fantastic account of an alleged cave in Del Norte county.

A Del Norte Man’s Discovery
Humboldt Times, 10/25/1883

E. B. Caldwell, of Santa Rosa, traveling agent for the sale of H. H. Bancroft’s historical works, gives The Republican an account of a wonderful discovery which he alleges was recently made in Del Norte county. A few weeks ago, Mr. Caldwell met James Nash, moving with his family from Del Norte county to the southern portion of the State. Mr. Nash had lived in Del Norte at a place about twenty miles from the Humboldt county line.

During September, while out in the region near his habitation, he came upon a sloping hill side, on the west side of which stood a massive rock, ninety-five feet high on the lower side and seventy feet high on the upper side. Its walls were nearly perpendicular all around, except upon the north, where the wall sloped. It was of hard limestone. In the north side of the sloping front steps were cut in regular form, of four feet width to the height of sixty-five feet, to a door-like entrance of four feet each way.

This open doorway was the entrance to a hall cut into the solid rock, of thirty paces one way and thirty-one the other way. In the walls of the east and north sides of this large hall niches were cut, like berths, for sleeping uses, three or four feet above the floor, of four feet width and ten feet length. The floor of the hall was cut level and even, and the north and west walls were perpendicular and smooth.

The ceiling of solid wall was ten feet high. In the floor was a well-hole of five feat diameter and ten feet depth, filled with water, and directly over tins was a hole, cut through to the roof, two or three feet above.

In the west wall, several loop-holes, each seven inches in diameter, were cut through to the outer wall of the rock, as if for the use of projectiles from within and also for observation. These loopholes were six feet above the floor.

In the great hall was a perfectly round, smooth, dressed rock of five feet in diameter, which Mr. Nash thought had been intended to block the passage from the outside through the doorway.

In the niches or berths in the east and south walls were found skeletons of human beings, nine feet in length, and fragments of bones, and arrow heads and spear heads of flint.

The exact location of this extraordinary rock was not related to Mr. Caldwell.

We have heard so many of these wonderful Indian stories, almost invariably accompanied by the qualification that the wonderful spot had not been exactly located, that if we were to venture an opinion we should say the Republican had been the victim of a ‘sell.’

Fifty plus years later several reports of a cave near Del Loma in Trinity County appeared:

“A rather unusual geological condition, in the form of a cave in the limestone, was visited by the writer this week. This cave is located in Del Loma and known but to few, and is within a stone’s throw of the highway. While this cave has never been entirely explored, it is possible to spend an hour in the various sizeable rooms and see there both stalactites and stalagmites”(Blue Lake Advocate, 12/26/1936).

The following year:

“District Ranger Barron, accompanied by the physical instructor of the CCC camp at Big Bar and others, visited Del Loma Sunday to inspect the very interesting old cave here. They were surprised and highly commended the possibilities of making a show place of this hidden castle of the hills”(Blue Lake Advocate, 3/13/1937).

According to one treasure story website the Del Loma cave has a long reach and history:

“Del Loma Cave is located near the base of a rocky ledge overlooking Hwy. 299, 30 miles W of Weaverville and extends underground for almost 28 miles from here on to New River, but it was dynamited shut by soldiers in the 1850’s. In the 1850’s, hostile Indians plagued the California miners stealing their gold and, in some instances, killing the gold seekers in an effort to force them to leave their lands. Soldiers were finally brought in and traced these hostile Indians to Del Loma Cave where it is believed all the stolen gold and other valuables were hidden.”

On a less dramatic note, an inland source of salt was found in Klamath county, one that likely had a long history of Native American use.

SALT CAVE DISCOVERED ON THE KLAMATH RIVER.
Humboldt Times, 5/12/1877

Last week Ike Gayheart and Sam Williams discovered a great natural curiosity, in the shape of a salt cave in the bank of the Klamath river, about a mile north of the Klamath line. They were out hunting and following the tracks of animals which led to the banks of the river, where close to the water’s edge and at the foot of a high and steep precipice they saw an arched opening.

Their curiosity prompted them to investigate and see what was on the other side of this hole in the wall, they passed under the archway and found themselves in a large cave, apparently round and with arched roof. The sides of the caves were covered with a substance of sparkling whiteness, while in the center of the cave boiled up a spring of water.

Upon examining and tasting the substance encrusted on the side of the cave, they found it to be salt, or very strongly impregnated with the article, and the waters coming from the spring were also found to be strongly impregnated with salt. They broke a quantity of the white substance off the walls and brought it away with them.

Mr. Corpe, the mail currier, brought some of it to town, and left a quantity of it at Dewitt’s drug store. Drs. Robertson and Dewitt, who have tested it, declared it to be nearly pure salt, of very fine quality and with little, if any, impurities in it. It is Dewitt’s opinion that the water of the spring must be very strong in saline matter and that it is very valuable, as salt can be made from it without hardly any expense. The cave is situated on the south bank of the Klamath river, and Messrs. Gayheart and Williams describe the inside as a scene of grandeur and magnificence, and well worth going miles to see.

Last, but not least, the Salmon Creek area in southern Humboldt may have more than one giant cave. A correspondent to the Humboldt Times named MOUNTAINEER described the 1880 4th of July picnic at Southfork*, and some of the revelers’ activities that followed:

“What there was left of ‘em” of the South Forkers, mounted their fiery, untamed steeds and rode away to the falls in Salmon Creek, took tea with the Burnell boys, and visited a cave, which, “they say,” compares favorably as to size and snakes with the one in Bear Buttes, seen by Gus Schumacher” (Humboldt Times, 7/17/1880).

*Before Southfork became associated with the Dyerville area, South Fork was one of the early names for Garberville that apparently lingered even after the 1874 Post Office town naming.

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Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago

I’ve been in the cave at Del Loma numerous times. The idea that it extends as far as the New River is doubtful. I don’t know how much damage was caused by the blast, but a 50 mile vein of limestone would make that cave one of the largest in world.

The trail to access the cave is on private property. The cave itself is on USFS.

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

I was hoping to get some reliable info on the current status of the Del Loma cave from you ULLR. It seems obvious that some oral bullshistory has crept into the record with that account of the length of the cave. One of our commenters on a previous cave thread left some good advice for would be cave explorers: “Be careful and carry more than enough flashlights for each person (at least three per) and at least four people going in. One to stay with an injured person, and two to get help. Just in case on of them gets injured on the way out. It’s life and death and caves are no place to take lightly. Or lightless.”.. to which we should add, respect private property, and be a carefully prepared “caver”, not an amateur “spelunker”. There’s my public safety announcement.

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
Reply to  David Heller

Spelunking is serious shit. You can’t always find 4 people dumb enough to crawl into the earth… but 3 flashlights is what I carry. 2 headlamps and a hand torch. It’s physically intense to cave. It’s a world that doesn’t accommodate humans willingly.

The idea that the Del Loma cave ran all the way to Denny was an interesting story, but the rational speculation is that there was an exit not too far up the ridge… I hope I’m wrong, but it’s hard to imagine the Chimariko traversing 50 miles of cave with torches…

There’s another cave not far from Del Loma up manzanita creek… the one in Del Loma is on USFS maps.

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

Like many, I lacked caution in my twenties. I used to explore a cave just to the east of Williams Canyon, and the Cave of the Winds complex in Manitou Springs, Colorado. Cave of the Winds is one of the least known large cave complexes in the country, though its exploration has greatly increased in the decades after I lived there. I doubt if the cave entrance I used is still open to the public, a high percentage of the sirens coming into Manitou were search and rescue teams headed towards this cave. If the back pressed against the wall side stepping around a deep hole on a narrow ledge didn’t discourage you, the “birth canal” was the usual sticking point. To get from one room to another required a belly crawl of some forty yards in a tunnel too low to go on hands and knees. For the ultimate rush we would turn our flashlights off and crawl in the dark(we measured it). The beginning of my grey hair may have started then, I know that I went through a year’s supply of adrenaline doing that. It wasn’t too bad unless I had someone in front of me AND behind me, that pushed me over into feeling trapped. I was just a dumb spelunker. Don’t be like me!

Allan Edwards
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Allan Edwards
3 years ago
Reply to  David Heller

I grew up in Colorado Springs and worked at the Cave of the Winds in the summers of 1958 and ’59. At the end of the season, the owners always had a “guide’s picnic,” which concluded with a guided exploration of the parts of the cave not open to tourists. I was 15 and had some pretty severe claustrophobia, and the caravan of employees came to a narrow passage of some distance, which caused me to panic, feeling trapped from front and back, so I pushed out, returning to the cave I was familiar with, and explored that. I discovered that in these “tourist caves,” not all is as it appears. In the “empty spots” in some of the cave’s rooms, “imported” stalagmites were placed to create interesting arrangements, about which fictitious stories were made up to enhance the guides’ presentations.
My brother and neighbor used to explore “Huckey Cove,” that cave on the east side of William’s canyon, and once they either got stuck or lost inside that cave. Their batteries got low, and they spent an afternoon in utter fright, but finally did get out. They were covered from head to foot in that very slick mud that is common to that cave. Not my cup of tea, caving is.

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago
Reply to  Allan Edwards

Good to hear from someone who knew the area Allan. I went online and was amazed at how much caving had gone on in the side caves of Cave of the Winds by serious explorers in the last 40+ years. Huckey Cove must have been the name of the cave with the long passage way. Feeling one’s way in the dark out of that cave!!! Yikes.
There was another cave entrance that we started to explore, an 1896 Colorado mining bulletin talked about what was in the cave scaring the miners out of the cave. After a day’s labor, the guys we conned into digging out the cave gave up as the cave was clearly filled in with dirt. Local lore had a similar story about a cave that got covered by the visitor’s center in Garden of the Gods. ? Such a lovely area with all the mineral springs, Garden of the Gods, Cave of the Winds and Pike’s Peak. Rents were so cheap, the tourist oriented town was mostly hippies and military renters from the local bases.

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

Had to go into the archives… here’s some picts of the cave on Manzanita Creek.

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

Cave picts are tough…

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

This one has multiple entrances…

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

The entrance above is pretty easy hands and knees and shim down into a pretty big room. From there it is a squirm into a back room with a pool of water (first pict).

This entrance is a test of claustrophobia. It’s a belly crawl and squirm, first through marmot shit then down a winding crack… you can really feel the rock sqeezing. Then a blind slide through an orafice with a small drop into the abyss…
It’s worth for what I call the diorama room with pockets of calcium formations that each unique from one another…

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
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Keith Edwards
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2 years ago
Reply to  Kym Kemp

Hi Kym,
When I worked for the USFS at Big Bar in 1960, I hiked up to the Del Loma Cave but didn’t go in. One of the few times that I had good sense.
Keith Edwards

Willow Creeker
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Willow Creeker
3 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

Very cool pictures. Has anyone explored buck buttes caves on the north side of the buttes?

Dave Boyd
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Dave Boyd
2 years ago
Reply to  Ullr Rover

In the early 70’s when I was 14 years old I heard about the Del Loma Cave. Four of us kids ( my brother and two friends) took some rope, flash lights, a Colman lantern and some fishing line to find our way out. At the entrance of the cave we found 10 or 12 foot drop off into a small room size cavern. We used the rope to get down the drop off. We crawled through lava tubes for about 45 minutes and one of the younger friends got claustrophobia and we had to get him out of there. I tried one other time but did not get as for in as the first time. Near the entrance there is a small room with the name Weaver 1871 on the wall from candle smoke. We wondered if it was from the Weaver from Weaverville or some kids like us.

Carol Mahoney
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Carol Mahoney
1 year ago
Reply to  Dave Boyd

I lived in del loma in the 70s. I have been in the cave. Don’t believe it extends that far. We had to duck and belly crawl over some very narrow ledges over deep holes.

Ernie Branscomb
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3 years ago

Caves… Why’d it have to be caves? Caves are dark and smell like wild animals, and they are filled with chewed on bones that to a ten year old kid seem like a whole history of children packed off by the “Cave Monster”.

My cousin and I found a “cave” that was actually dug as a town water supply and abandoned because it was insufficient. It had a small amount of water that trickled out of it. The front had caved in and blocked the water from coming out, so the water was deep after a ways back into it.

To play a trick on our fellow stupid kids, we scratched up some trees, rolled some big rocks around. We took my mother’s red food coloring to put it in the water to look like blood. Then we told our friends: “Hey, we found a neat cave, do you want to see it”… But of course they did… So, we would excitedly walk toward it as we suddenly started seeing signs of the “Cave Monster”. Then we would act frightened and start noticing all of the signs that we saw. As we got closer we got so convincing that we started to even scare even ourselves. The bloody water was the final fright, then we would turn around and run like crazy, leaving the other kids behind. We would run to the bottom of the canyon and hide in the grass and laugh until our sides would split.

On another time, a friend of mine and I found some cracks in some huge rocks that we could see some light at the other end, so we knew that the crack underneath the rocks went clear through. We decided to crawl through it, as great spelunkers will do for no sane reason. Hey, it was there wasn’t it? So, we had to do it.

I went first and was squeezing through this somewhat square hole that was about ten or twelve feet long, and slightly down-hill. We ran into some bones and my friend went back. I was head-first down-hill and couldn’t back up so I decide to crawl on through, fully expecting to run into a mountain lion on my way. As I crawled down through the shaft it got tighter and tighter, but I could see that it got bigger ahead, so I was encouraged to keep going. It got so tight that I didn’t think that I would make it. When I came out, the green grass on the other side of the rock was the most beautiful sight to behold.
That was my Karma for scaring the crap out of the kids at the Bloody Cave Monster Cave… and was completely the end of my cave exploring days.

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago

We depend on you for these 1st hand stories, good one! Don’t never not stop commenting.

Ernie Branscomb
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3 years ago
Reply to  David Heller

Thanks David,
This an empirical evidence, real, no bullshistory story. This should be recorded for posterity, it may be an all time first for me.

Simone Whipple
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Simone Whipple
3 years ago
Reply to  Kym Kemp

I wonder if all children use the phrase, ‘Well, I guess the statue of limitations has run out on this one, so here’s the story….’
I’ve heard some really scary stories from my girls, years after the fact.

Ernie Branscomb
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3 years ago
Reply to  Simone Whipple

Simone, that works both ways.
When my daughter was @3 years old my wife and her would CONSTANTLY argue about her eating her vegetables. I called it the yodel/growl time. My wife would growl about her eating her vegetables and my daughter would yodel about all the reasons that she didn’t want to. It was a totally miserable time.

One night she asked me why I didn’t have hair on the top of my head. I told her that when I was a little kid that I didn’t eat my vegetables, and when I grew up my hair fell out. She had a beautiful head of hair and at 3 years old and she was already quite vain about it. After that she started eating ALL her vegetables and it was very peaceful at the dinner table. For years she ate ALL her vegetables without question. One day after she was a fully grown woman eating something that she didn’t like, and forcing it down, she thought about what I had told her that night at the dinner table.

She immediately called me and said “you lied to me when I was a little kid”, and what a mean thing was to do to a kid, to lie about how my hair fell out. I said that I clearly remembered it because of the dramatic change in her attitude. I told her what I said was no “lie”. When I was little I didn’t eat my vegetables… and and when I grew up my hair fell out. We still laugh about it when we eat together.

The fun thing about kids is that they are stupid, I know, because I was a kid and my dad would trick me all the time.

Guest
Guest
Guest
3 years ago

One of my kids still doesn’t much care for vegetables.
But they do like fish. Alot.
When they were hesitant about it when they were young, (we ate a lot of Steelhead in the winter), I told them it would help them with their swimming.
Technically true, they never again hesitated.
It also seemed to help them learn to fish, as well.

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago
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My folks told me calf brains were a new kind of scrambled eggs, and that little shrimp were noodles in order to get me to eat them. I may have bit on the latter deception but not on the brown ‘scrambled eggs’… I think I still have trust issues. 🙂

Dinky
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Dinky
3 years ago

😄❤️

Ernie Branscomb
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3 years ago
Reply to  Dinky

Hi Dink,
It was Greg’s brother Jim that was my fellow “cave monster” culprit.

Dinky
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Dinky
3 years ago

I thought so 😄 Greg had thing for caves too, one in particular near the oak street house he told me about discovering that he spent a lot of time in as a kid 🙂

Karl Verick
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Karl Verick
3 years ago

My one spelunking adventure confirms the danger narrative. This was a cave near Perryville Missouri. I had two flashlights, the other three guys had carbide lamps. About two miles in we all slid/fell down a muddy spot into an underground stream. All carbide lamps fell off into the water. I caught one as it floated by but the needle valve got clogged with silt. No one was injured. Four guys, two flashlights. To get back to the entrance you had to crevasse up cliff about forty feet high, that’s walking strait up with your back on one side of the crack and your feet on the other. No ropes. Almost to the top, I slipped, screaming and falling into the black, but landed on a narrow ledge six feet down. As we neared to entrance you could smell the plants and organic matter. We emerged after dark during a stunning lightening storm. Somehow all four of us fit onto a pickup’s bench seat. My spring hitchhiking trip when I was sixteen, 1973. My friends were all student’s of the University of Illinois, Carbondale. One was a resent Vietnam vet. In Carbondale I slept in their bread truck. Their basement apartment had flooded with about four inches of water and they had the flour covered with pallets to stay about the water. They were the ‘adults’. I was the teenager. It was Easter.

Free estimates
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Free estimates
3 years ago
Reply to  Karl Verick

Karl, I’d love to hear more about your experiences in that area. My grandparents were born and buried in Perryville and I spent a lot of my childhood in the SEMO/SO ILL portion of the US. I’ve spelunked in the Meramec and Mammoth caverns as well as the Shawnee national forest. Kym has my email if you’d like to chat sometime. 🤙

Ben Schill
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Ben Schill
3 years ago

Years ago, I determined to find the site of the Salt spring Lucy Young described in “The Salt Journey”.. She gives a clear description of the place but another historian stated that it was Salt Creek near Hayfork.. At Hayfork, I asked around and finally discovered that salt creek was named for deposits of arsenic.. Hmmm.. I noticed a site called Hall City Cave near Wildwood and found a sign and trail back in the woods.. Sure enough, there was a cave at trails end and I strolled right in only to find it pitch dark as soon as I passed the first corner.. Back to the truck for my headlamp and I was soon further down the cave.. A short distance found a “room” with structures hangin from the roof that sure looked like stalactites to me.. The truly impressive thing was that a pool of water now took up the cave an the tunnell could be seen continuing underwater.. Somehow the whole experience seemed rsther eerie and I suddenly remembered a sandwich waiting in the truck.. The stalactites were not impressive but they were stalactites.. The same “historian” who Liked the Salt Creek salt spring idea suggested that the pool in the cave was the one Lucy described as a place to get doctor power.. Checking my map, I found a site called Salt Lick further to the east on Pettijohn Road and I gave my little Toyoa Tercel 4wd a workout getting there.. Downhill from the road and across from a dry creek is a spring producing enough salt to cover the plants on the hillside exactly as Lucy described in her story.. On my way back, I visited Deerlick Springs, an interesting community to say the least.. There I obtained several gallons of the famous and fragrant Deerlick spring water once bottled and sold as a cure all.. When I got home, I rushed up and handed my wife a gallon.. She took a big swig and turned green.. After nearly 50 years here, the geology gets kinda boring unless its making a new landslide.. It’s a whole other story around Hayfork..

Ernie Branscomb
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3 years ago
Reply to  Ben Schill

Ben
I remember my great-grandmother talking about the curative powers of Deerlick Springs. How they got from Branscomb to Deerlick I have no idea. But these were people from the same stock of people that thought nothing about taking a wagon from Missouri to California.

Ben Schill
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Ben Schill
3 years ago

Years ago, I determined to find the site of the Salt spring Lucy Young described in “The Salt Journey”.. She gives a clear description of the place but another historian stated that it was Salt Creek near Hayfork.. At Hayfork, I asked around and finally discovered that salt creek was named for deposits of arsenic.. Hmmm.. I noticed a site called Hall City Cave near Wildwood and found a sign and trail back in the woods.. Sure enough, there was a cave at trails end and I strolled right in only to find it pitch dark as soon as I passed the first corner.. Back to the truck for my headlamp and I was soon further down the cave.. A short distance found a “room” with structures hanging from the roof that sure looked like stalactites to me.. The truly impressive thing was that a pool of water now took up the cave an the tunnel could be seen continuing underwater.. Somehow the whole experience seemed rather eerie and I suddenly remembered a sandwich waiting in the truck.. The stalactites were not impressive but they were stalactites.. The same “historian” who Liked the Salt Creek salt spring idea suggested that the pool in the cave was the (lake) Lucy described as a place to get doctor power.. Checking my map, I found a site called Salt Lick further to the east on Pettijohn Road and I gave my little Toyoa Tercel 4wd a workout getting there.. Downhill from the road and across from a dry creek is a spring producing enough salt to cover the plants on the hillside exactly as Lucy described in her story.. On my way back, I visited Deerlick Springs, an interesting community to say the least.. There I obtained several gallons of the famous and fragrant Deerlick sulfur spring water once bottled and sold as a cure all.. When I got home, I rushed up and handed my wife a gallon.. She took a big swig and turned green.. After nearly 50 years here, the geology gets kinda boring unless its making a new landslide.. It’s a whole other story around Hayfork..

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago
Reply to  Ben Schill

I took out this paragraph but since you brought it up….as some know, the Del Loma Cave isn’t the only cave with purported hidden treasure in the area, nearer Hayfork, the Hall City Cave may also hold untold wealth, if the notion of scuba diving in the dark in a deep cave with a ‘gloomy’ feeling doesn’t bother you. There are no newspaper accounts to support the stories of buried treasure here, so some may prefer to do their underwater caving online. The ‘gloomy’ feeling noted by the explorer may have something to do with its being a sacred site to the Norrelmuk Wintu of the area.

Ullr Rover
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Ullr Rover
3 years ago
Reply to  David Heller

Add this one to odd cave stories:

https://www.usatoday.com/story/tech/2013/11/23/openrov-wants-to-get-to-the-bottom-of-underwater-mystery/3676207/

BERKELEY, Calif. – A year-old deep-sea tech start-up is trying to get to the bottom of a 200-year-old mystery.

A Native American legend fraught with danger, murder and missing gold brought David Lang and Eric Stackpole together to create an affordable sea exploration robot for everyone.

Lang, a 29-year-old self-taught sailor from Minnesota met Stackpole three years ago after hearing he was building a submarine in his garage. “I just had to meet this guy,” Lang says.

At the time, Stackpole, 28, was a NASA spacecraft engineer. He first thought of an underwater robot to help him discover if an ancient legend of buried treasure was true.

Legend has it a group of renegade Native Americans stole about 100 nuggets of gold from wealthy miners near Hayfork, Calif., in the 1800s. They buried the nuggets deep in a well near the back of Hall City Cave to lighten their load once the miners discovered the loss and made chase. Many tried, but no one has been able to retrieve the gold deep within the well.

santa
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santa
3 years ago

Hey Kym, im almost certain that the pic is from the cave known as “natural bridge” just outside of Hayfork in the Wildwood area. This cave was home and location of the tragic slaughter that happened to the Indians that lived there. The stories of the many Indian murders are well documented and hold some historical value in Trinity county

David Heller
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David Heller
3 years ago
Reply to  santa

Thunder Up the Creek by Herk Shriner is an epic fictional recounting of the horrific event. Dedicated to the memory of those Nor-Rel-Muk who died at the hands of Sheriff William Dixon and posse on April 23, 1852. It was onne of the largest scale massacres of Native people in the county (outside of the Tolowa massacres that few know about). Herk said the grey cover of the books stood for the ashes of those who died and were cremated in the attack, and the gold print on the cover was for the gold that the whites wanted. He took 16 years to write it up and really tried, as much as one could hope for, to share the Native perspective. A surprising number of Indian children survived the attack, more than the history books have accounted for, some Native families to the east of the Eel River are descendants of survivors.

Steven Lazar
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Steven Lazar
1 year ago
Reply to  santa

I agree –Natural Bridge is big like this

Laura Hall
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3 years ago

Wow all these stories was an interesting read. More, I want more! Thank you for sharing.

Duncan Smith
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3 years ago

my name is Duncan Smith my great great Grandmother was SUSAN GREENLEAF she was a surviver of the natural bridge massacare of 1852 in Trinty contny California . if anyone would like to exchange storys etc feel free to contect with me at [email protected]

Will H
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Will H
3 years ago

I am interested in this as an amateur historian. I would like to find the cave described as hidden in the grand rock. Do you know where I would find property records for that area so I can determine where the man lived?