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PUBLISHED ON MAY 15, 2003:
Mysteries in the Mountains
A real
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life Twilight Zone may exist in Southeastern Arizona near theMexican border.
By
RON QUINN
 
        
?
 
Deep in the mountains close to the Mexican border, amysterious place exists where time is altered at random.
 
A joke? Not according to Ron Quinn.
 
Quinn first submitted his stories to
The Weekly's
former
editor, Michael Parnell, in November 2002. Upon hisdeparture in January, Parnell passed them on to current
Weekly
Editor Jimmy Boegle.
 
The W eekly
staff decided to publish them; after all, they arequite compelling. Plus, Quinn's got some credibility; a lif e
-
long treasure hunter, Ron Quinn's stories have been
appeared in
 Arizona Highwa ys , T r easur e  Magazine
and
 Fate
.
The Weekly
does not know the location of the site Mr.Quinn speaks of, nor could we verify the events mentioned.Therefore, we present his anecdotes as interesting stories
--
nothing more.
 
--
 Irene Messina
 
This fascinating journey into the unknown began in early
1956 and still remains an unsolved mystery today.
 
It all began during a two
-
year adventure into Southern
Arizona in search of lost mines and hidden Spanish
treasures. High among the rugged terrain bordering Mexico,my brother Chuck and I discovered a location where time
itself is altered. This natural freak of nature lies deep within
a region seldom visited by modern man.
 
The reason I'm bringing this tale to light after all this time is
because something in the works might effect this interesting
place. Tucson Electric Power Company plans on building a
345,000-
watt high
-
voltage transmission line from Tucson to
Nogales. The line could come quite close to this site.
 
When this line becomes active, what, if anything, will this
enormous voltage do to this delicate location? Enhance the
natural energy already lurking within it, or nothing? Only
time will tell.
 
The following stories all took place around this mysteriouslocation.
 
Treasure hunter gang, from left toright: Ron Quinn, Chuck Quinn, RoyPurdie, Walter Fisher.Ron and Chuck Quinn, 1956.Thunder Eggs and geodes.Chuck Quinn removing agate at thesite in 1956.
http://www.tucsonweekly.com/gbase/currents/Content?oid=47018
 
Lights in the Sky
This all began after my release from the military. My brother
Chuck asked if I'd be interested in taking an extended tripto Arizona to search for several of the legendary losttreasures allegedly hidden during the Spanish occupation.This ignited my adventurous spirit, so plans were made. Wesaved enough capital, with the help of our parents, for two
years. I was 23; Chuck was 26.
 
We left Tacoma, Wash., on March 20, 1956. Our final
destination was Arivaca, Ariz., a small desert hamlet of 
perhaps 70 residents. This old adobe village was located
squarely in the center of the country harboring some of these well
-
known hidden treasures.
 
About three weeks into this treasure game, Chuck and Iwere relaxing at camp one evening. Towards the south, thecraggy peaks of the Tumacacori Mountains were
silhouetted against the darkening sky.
 
Our attention was directed toward two large balls of blue
-
green lights slowly descending behind the mountains several
miles away. They were not flares, as no sound of aircraft
broke the silence of the night. Both vanished within minutes.
 
The following night at precisely the same time, 8:05 p.m.,
the lights appeared once again near the identical location.
These also disappeared behind the peaks.
 
Several days later, Louie Romero, a local cowboy whorode for the Arivaca Ranch, stopped by. Over severalweeks, we became friends and learned a great deal of thehistory about the area from him. While in Arivaca, we heard
from the locals that if Louie tells you something, you can bet
your life it's the truth.
 
During one of his weekly visits, Louie told us many stories
centering around the nearby mountains. Several borderedon the paranormal. After describing the odd lights we hadseen, he smiled, saying he and others have spotted themsince 1939 in the same location. Over the months, we sawthem several more times.
 
Doorway to the Gods
One day, as we were returning to Arivaca, we spotted anold truck parked beside the road with a flat tire. Not havinga spare, the gentleman stood beside his vehicle trying tohitch a ride to the nearest service station. We picked him upand soon arrived at the Kinsley Ranch andgas station.
 
After having the tire repaired, we returnedJohn, an Indian, to his truck where we
mounted the tire for him. John couldn'tthank us enough, as not many white men
had shown him such kindness.
 
A month or so later at camp, we spotted a
rider approaching
--
and were surprised to
see it was John. He told us he was
working temporarily for a local ranch,checkin the fence lines.
 
Local cowboy Louie Romero.Chuck Quinn examining geodesfrom the site in 1956.One of the large quartz bladesprotruding at the site.
 
While talking in general about the surrounding country, Chuck mentioned we were treasure
hunting. As a boy, John said he heard many of the tales of lost mission gold and silver. He also
believed some of the tales were true, as treasure was found in 1907 near Nogales.
 
Later, John told us about a mysterious stone archway. Roy told him we came across such a
formation south of camp. John's first words were, "Did you walk through its opening?"
 
Walt answered, "No. We noticed it while descending a slope, but paid little attention to the
oddity."
 
John told us around the 1800s, three Indians were hunting and upon returning to their village,
discovered a stone archway. Being in a jubilant mood, they began chasing one another through
the opening in a playful manner.
 
Moments later, one jumped through but never emerged from the opposite side. Fearing theyhad entered some sacred ground of the gods, the remaining two fled the scene. Arriving at the
village, they told the medicine man how their friend had vanished before their eyes.
 
As the story spread, others journeyed to the high plateau to gaze upon the stone structure.Rocks and other items were tossed through, but nothing occurred
--
until an elderly woman
approached. Tossing in a live rabbit, it suddenly vanished. The Indians backed off in fear andspread the story of this "Doorway to the Gods," as it came to be known.
 
John himself has been to the site on many occasions. The only time he witnessed anything
strange was around 1948. A big storm had blown in, and the sky was filled with dark clouds inall directions. As he rode past the archway, he noticed the sky through its opening was blue
--
no clouds were visible. Dismounting, he walked cautiously toward the formation and peeredthrough. The mountains on the other side hadn't changed, but the sky was clear. Lookingaround the corner of the structure, the sky was once again covered with dark clouds. Feargripped him and he rode off.
 
Some believe John was looking into another time period through the portal. We asked John: If the story was indeed true, why hadn't it been investigated? He replied that only his peopleknew of the story, as it had never been mentioned outside the tribe. The only reason he told uswas because we had shown him kindness while stranded beside the highway.
 
Curious, we decided to make another trip to the remote site with Roy Purdie and WalterFisher
--
two fellow treasure hunters who were camping with us. It's a rugged climb, and thetorturous, craggy mountains play no favorites. Enter their domain, make an error, and you'll be
added to the list of the injured and missing.
 
This mysterious area is covered with windswept rock formations that dot the landscape.Searching further, we discovered an enormous deposit of geodes. The ground was littered withthem. Some had broken open, revealing their crystal
-
lined interiors.
 
As we approached the archway, the structure took on a menacing appearance. It stood beside
a rocky slope, and was perhaps 7 feet high by 5 feet in width. Its columns measuredapproximately 15 inches in diameter and were made of andesite.
 
Chuck jokingly tossed several rocks through, but nothing happened. Next, I placed my arm in.
Roy, the superstitious member of our foursome, said I was flirting with danger if the story was
true. Knowing his nature towards the unknown, I decided to play a joke. I suddenly yelled,
like something was pulling me through. Jumping back, I began laughing as Roy cussed me out.
By now, we were all close friends, so no offense was taken.
 
After several hours we departed this interesting location, carrying a number of geodes. I
remember glancing back at this lonely part of the world, wondering if there was truly something
within the area that could alter time at random. Was it just the archway itself, or were otherunknown natural forces at play?
 
We would definitely discover the answer
--
at least to the time
-
altering question.
 
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