A Time Portal In The Sonoran Desert?
Way Of The Ray
Hi all,
I am Bill Riley leader of an organization called BigFoot Busters. And
for those of you don't know me I am an Explorer, Treasure and legend
Seeker, BigFoot Hunter, Writer and survivor of a BigFoot Attack in
1972
It was at a Lecture about BigFoot when I first ran into a gentleman
named Ron Quinn through a mutual friend Richard Greenwell of the
International Society of Cryptozoology. Mr Greenwell was lead BigFoot
Field Researcher who had been on expeditions in Tubet, China, Congo,
Amazon Bason and has been interviewee on A&Es Discovery, History,
Animal Channels. Ron had a book he had written that he still had in
manuscript form. He wanted me to help him promote his book to a
publisher and to also read it and tell him what I thought. I knew his
book was about his days Treasure Hunting in the 1950s, but, I didn't
know about the legends that were mentioned in passing inside the book
that has captured the interest of a world wide audience.
The story of the Time Portal or Gateway of the Gods was told to Ron
by a Pima Native man called Indian John. It was John who as a little
boy growing up the traditional ways in his tribe that first heard the
story from the Medicine man and Chief of his Tribe. He was told of
the two Braves who had been hunting sometime back many generations
ago. They had a good hunt and decided to stop and play around this
strange looking rock doorway.At the time it was starting to rain and
a MonSoon Storm had just moved sneaking as always like they do in the
AZ desert. At one point one of the two ran through it while a loud
crack of lighting hit one the hills near doorway and in a flash his
friend vanished. Stunned by this he investigated it and looked for
his friend but did not find him. He had become too frightened to keep
looking so he ran for the village to tell the Cheif and Medicine Man
of this Srtange Doorway he ha just lost his friend in. Disbelieving
his story and very skeptical of it they took him back dragging and
kicking to the Door.The Monsoon was still raving in the sky when they
returned and they started throwing rocks through and nothing
happened..... As they were about to assume he had done something to
his friend and were ready to dish out harsh Indian Punishment the
last rock suddenly in a flash Vanished!
They jumped back astonished at this show of power from the Gods! They
started Dancing in Ceremony at what was called from then on in their
Tribe "The Sacred DoorWay of the Gods". It was to be used only for
those who could control it's mighty power. Tribal Medicine Men and
Important Leaders like Geronimo or Cochise would tap into its power
to "See" into theirs and others Future and look into the past but not
to go through the door and change anything or it would mean death.
It was used to receive Visions of the future or past for centuries
and was not supposed to go into any whiteman hands until the right
time had come.
The Doorway was discovered by accident by Ron and his Brother, Chuck,
in the 1950s while on Tresure Hunts. They had given the poor walking
Indian John a ride which you just did not do to an Indian back then.
When he told the Story he was as serious as you could get and helped
them with some of our hunting. He also spoke of years later when the
Medicine Man would throw Rabbits through and sacrifice them to
the "Gods".
John Himself saw the Power of the Portal when he was returning from a
roundup. There was a Monsoon Storm Raging in the Sky with Thunder and
Lighting Striking everwhere.
There was a strange glow coming from the Canyon he recalled. Indian
John Said: I rode towards the glow and what I saw sent shivers up my
spine that to this day I wouldn't go back. It was dark and raining
with lighting everywhere. Loud Booms of Thunder were Shaking the
Ground. A strange feeling was getting stranger as I looked into the
portal and saw what looked like Clear Skies on the other side with no
Storm. I rode up to it and looked around behind it ti see it it was a
trick or something. It was no trick. The back side was dark just like
the front only form the front side there was a beautiful Day.
I became so frightened I rode off never to go there again.
I know that whoever you give this to Ron will know what to do with
its power.
Ron has given me Bill Riley and BigFoot Busters the Opportunity of a
Lifetime to go rediscover this Stone Doorway.
I am Proud to Announce That our First Expedition to find this "
Desert Stone Hinge " ring of standing upright stones with the Crystal
Key Holes and the near by "Plasma Gate Crystal Time Portal"
Bill Rileys Report:
My wife and I started getting ready for this early this summer and
had made an attempt once before only to come back empty handed. Ron's
directions after so many years were a bit off. We had or maps and GPS
but his old maps were totaly different. When we were finally ready
again and the tempature had gone down to at least the Nineties we
decided Saturday Nov.3rd for this Historic Event.
I only put trust in my wife for the first journey to the Crystal
Plasma Gate. We got ready the night before and had Ron over to show
us one more time the place to go. We knew from our previous trips
that its hard after 45yrs to tell someone where something is. Ron is
up in years and has bad arthiritus in his left foot keeping him from
hiking.
We made our list for the trip as we have so many times before. Our
biggest concern was water as this time of the season its till hot and
dry with no water soucres even though it was in the Mountains. We had
to by more supplies at popular for my wife so we went to get a new
backpack and sleeping bag. Packing our supplies in the Backpack was
my job so I had to make sure the balance for the weight was ok. We
knew that water and food were most esential to our survival. I packed
in 5gallons for my pack and 2.5gallons for hers then our other gear
for the trip. We both knew we were making history with what was about
to happen and were excited to be part of it.
We got up at three oclock in the morning to make it to the trail by
daylight. The four wheel drive part was gettting rough and we didn't
remember it as being so bad. This was about to throw us off and make
us stop when we suddenly came to the well. We got there just as the
sun blinded us with its brilliant morning brightness. We found a
Trail up the wash where we had been instructed to start by Ron. It
was about .6:30am. We found a wash just off the road and drove up its
rough rocky surface until we were out of site from the main dirt
road. We then went back and wiped out our tracks for secrecy. I
Finished packing and adjusting my wife Marys pack and we disabled our
vehicle so it could not be stolen by Illegal Aliens and their Coyotes
or Drugrunners with their AK47s.
We started up the wash to the point that Ron had said turn and it had
trees by it so we thought we were on the right track, Wrong! My wife
and I had wieghed our packs before we left and mine was 90lbs with
hers being 60lbs. It had been years since my wife had backpacked or
carried that much on her back if at all. But, I had faith in the
person who was my soul inspiration and my Love of Twenty Five Years
and knew she would not let me down but I was hoping inside me that I
wouldn't let her down in the search.
We went up about one and a half miles and turned to the left just
ilke we were told to do and started climbing up the wash. As we
ascended up it was getting increasingly steeper and harder to go so
we stopped and I went on up for an "Exploritory Mission" to find our
position in relation to land marks. I climbed up out of there for
about an hour and lost track of my wife when the Radios went out of
range. I knew she would start to worry soon so I climbed the nearest
hill to get a view. When I looked aroun I could not make hide nor
hair of the terrain so I started to walk along the rim when I saw it.
It was a Road!
I thought to myself: "Why are we Back Packing up to this when we can
just drive?" and wondered out loud about why we weren't told this
shortcut. But then I remembered Ron had not been here for almost
fifty years and he must have thought there was no road.
Finding the road I knew we needed, I started back to my wife with a
swift pace to regain radio contact as I had been gone about an hour.
I re-established radio contact and told her of the situation. We
loaded our packs back on and headed back towards Three Quarter Ton
Four Wheel Drive Suburban, Blaki. Our trip had cost us valuable time
out of the heat and the temp was climbing. We finally reached the
Truck and started down to look for the road. We found it! I took us
up a raod that looked like it hadn't had a thing on it since the
wagons had run in the 1800s. It was rough going for awhile till we
finally reached the top of the hill. I looked for a road but there
was none. We searhed for awhile until I said: "I guess we need to be
at the bottom of that hill in that wash so hang on honey, here we
go!". We road the range like the cowboys do and blaki held fast as
the road was no more! As we pulled up to the wash I noticed what I
thought was Weeds but as we got out and saw what it was I
said: "Great, now were in a Cockabur patch!
Not minding it at this point and the heat was getting bad we went on
looking for the fabled Doorway. As we hiked down towards the South we
saw one of the three signs that Ron had told us about. We were
Excited! We discussed it some more and decided to take the wash up
the canyon to the north right in front of our Suburban, Blaki. We
traveled as far as possible through the narrow gourge until we
decided it was impassable. At that point we disscussed going up on
top the mountain to our left side and started climbing up the loose
rocks. It soon was apparent that this misatke would almost drain our
Energy and stamina. We looked with the binoculars for any more of the
signs with no luck. I told Mary I thought it was the one right next
to this one we had just come up so after we got down to the Suburban
and drank ourselves full we headed out one more time.
We had our daypack loaded with our camera, Binoculars, water and TP.
We decided it would be better to find it then bring in our heavy
gear. As we started up the wash it was apparent this would be our
last attempt that day. After about twenty five minutes we came to the
next sign in the pictures Ron had gave us. This was very exciting! We
had finally found the right Canyon he had told us about so many
times! My wife and I were almost running as we barreled along up the
Wash into the Canyon. Looking for the final sign proved to be a lot
harder. Every bend we took and every narrowing of the Canyon looked
like what had been described to us as the place to take off up
through the steep wooded hillside and look for the final sign, the
Three Sacred Stones.
When we finally came upon what looked like the fabled Stones we saw
the first of what would prove to be the most exciting thing that has
ever happened to my wife and I in our Lives! Right in front of us
stood a huge rock out cropping filled with Geodes! We still had our
doubts about where we were so we back tracked to an off shoot going
to our right and started up that Canyon. As we came around the corner
three upright stones came into view! Were these the Three Sacred
Stones of the Time Portals Location? We stopped to rest on the
hillside and could not believe what we were sitting on, a Mountain
Made out of Geodes! Crystal Power to the Max! Had we made it to the
Plasma Gate? Our search became priority as our light was going fast
and we had to get back. Our three hour tour was just about up. As the
sun was sinking and time, believe it or not,was getting short. So we
searched in vain for the upright stones of the Plasma Gate itself and
soon had to accept the fact it was time to leave without finding it.
We were heart broken! I could see that my wife was starting to show
signs of exhaustion and my feet were so sore that my socks hurt them.
We snapped shots with our camera for Ron and started back down the
Canyon to the spot we had stopped four wheeling.
My wife and I talked about what we had just found and what it meant
to us as we labored to keep from falling along one of the roughest
trails we have ever traveled. It was four small Mountains made out of
Hundreds of Thousands of Geodes and Large Viens of Quartz! We had not
found the Portal but we did find the Power Source! I could see why it
was built on this site! Our bodies had been through to much for one
day as we hobbled down the wash limping in agony. I was looking down
at the wash at the rocks when I saw the Stone. It had four or five
cut out holes with one large central hole all about half way cut into
the rock face. My wife Mary commented it looked like some sort of
Alien device. I thought it looked like some sort of Key. It was too
big to dig out or carry so we moved on to get some food and hopfully
remove the hunger pains we suffered so badly. We hiked back as fast
as our sore feet and tired ankles would allow us to.
As we came out of the Secret Canyon back to our Suburban we knew we
were close. Our trip was worth more then any gold on Earth. It was
the kind of stuff we have only seen in the movies or read in books.
We had come to a place on this Continent of that only a few other
explorers before us ever dared to go! This Sacred place of immense
power and great Historical Signifigance was our own Discovery of the
Millennium to go down in history as the ones who brought this to the
world for all mankind, is just a humbling experience. How little we
know about in our own little back yard waiting to be found and given
to us all. We had made it out alive and had seen things that left us
almost speakless. Was Ron Quinn Telling the Truth about his Legend of
the Portal?
I am begining to think it all Speaks for itself. Will my wife the
most couragous and Beautiful women on this Planet be with me on this
day of one in a Million? You bet she will!
Check back often and see the ongoing Adventure and The Quest to Solve
the Mystery, find the Desert Stone Hinge, and Reconstruct the Quinn
Riley Crystal Plasma Gate Indian Time
Portal.
Buffalo Bill,
Explorer
James and Lacy Whitus
"Way Of The Ray" <way...@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
news:3C0FB305...@ix.netcom.com...
Carol Wyche
money to this project, if you know what I mean.......
It does ring all the bells though - Indian "lore", aliens, mysterious
portals, old maps, desert, rings of stone, crystals, oh yeah, and a
raging storm. And the Bigfoot connection to start off with. And she's
carrying a 60 pound pack?! Wow!
Carol
Over the hill? What hill? I don't remember any hill.
Way Of The Ray <way...@ix.netcom.com> wrote:
> Thanks to Bill Riley.....
Long, intriguing story snipped.
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Scotius Maximus
believe this one. A movie should be made of this one. Talk to the guy
who wrote the book. You could make a lot of green with this one,
because Stargate really sucked.