Having been immersed into so many cold cases of late (and more to come), I am longing for the more exciting, though perhaps not as respectable, topics that dominate the Kolchakian universe. They are actually easier to tackle, and they usually don’t have all the depressing elements to them that murders obviously have.
But what is left out there? Flying saucers? Eeek! A bizarre world. Cattle mutilations? I quietly work on a few. Trying to find some unusual phenomenon (and new) to investigate seems to bring us down to creature features.
How about giant ants in the desert? Well, none of us will be so lucky as to come across 9 foot ones like James Arness and James Whitmore, but there are giant hornets and wasps. They exist in China and have even attacked and killed people just like in some old Creature Feature B Movie. Eventually something will bring them to America, to create a lone colony in the forest or the desert, then perhaps it is time to go into X Files action and find out what brought them here. A freighter? A rare surge of the jet stream might bring a princess and she’ll lay her eggs in America.
Investigating a crashed flying saucer would be the only interesting thing associated with the genre, but I really don’t believe there has been one. Wilbert Smith said they had 3,000 pounds of what he believed was extraterrestrial– some even had little meteorite pits on it indicating it had been in space a long time. He said one thing that my research has shown is correct, at least in line with scientific speculation on saucers based on landing pod marks. They are incredibly heavy– 96% the density of water. So like a submarine. You don’t hear that when it comes to the Rowell Incident.
If Smith is right, then it was the Canadians who came across the debris. Where in Canada did this happen, and how long ago?
Mothman has received renewed impetus with Seth Breedlove’s new documentary. But the beast of Bray Road seems like a cryptid worth pursuing. It could be a Walheela. It could be the dog bear of which we have fossil skeletons. Such a thing was said to roam over the northern plains. It looked like a large wolf to some extent, but it could get on its hind legs like a bear– hence “dog bear.” Werewolf for those so inclined to let their imagination stroll down Universal Studio’s monster list.
There is so little in the X Files realm that treasure hunting seems very enticing, for more than just the value– the “Thrill of the Chase.” There are some worth pursuing– Montezuma’s Gold, The Lost Dutchman Mine, the tomb of Alaric, and the lost treasure of the Temple at Jerusalem. I have studied them all, but who likes to write about treasure hunting? One holds their secrets close to their vest.
There is a new object of treasure hunters. A rich man, Forrest Fenn, and dare we venture, eccentric millionaire, has placed in some secret place along the Rocky Mountains a box with treasure in it– raw, gold nuggets, jewels, coins, his autobiography. Two have died looking for it. It isn’t an old treasure. He hid it about 2010/2011, and these millions can be had with unlocking the secrets of his riddle and then doing some leg work to find it. So far no one has found it. But as time passes, Fenn’s Treasure is entering the heady world of legends of the lost. Just where is it? Hard to say that if anybody found the hoard they’d admit to it. Fenn had some artifacts seized by the Feds in his home, leftovers from the days of being a very successful art dealer in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Is everything kosher in the old loot?
Seekers have concentrated in the New Mexico area, at least this is where those two deaths occurred, because Fenn was about 80 years old when he finally seconded the orbs of gold and jewels in the embossed coffer. The logic being he couldn’t go too far or into too difficult terrain. But he believed in the “Thrill of the Chase.” The loot could be stashed anywhere over the Rockies. But there is one clue it is in an arid place– but I’m not going to divulge that naturally.
Treasure hunting can be so exciting and stimulating. But eyes dark back and forth. Askance looks are the norm. Who is going to admit to the search?
Fenn’s poem– the key to the gold’s location– exists for all to read. Perhaps it takes the wise, the intuitive, or the fool to decipher it. Those who ardently seek anything are a little bit of all three.
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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.