August 14, 2025 • 43 mins
CRATER LAKE Legends and Mysteries
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Speaker 1 (00:41):
Hello friends, Steve Stockton here with you. Welcome to our
latest video. This video was suggested by a longtime subscriber
and fan, Kendall Bergh. She writes in the comments section,
please do Crater Lake, Oregon.
Speaker 2 (00:56):
I'm an Oregon.
Speaker 1 (00:57):
Native and would love to hear stories from my home state. Also,
I love your channel. Thank you for all the stories.
I love them well, Kendall, thank you for your comment.
We appreciate your kind words and we also took your
request to heart. So Kendall and everyone please join us
now for five strange disappearances and mysteries from Crater Lake, Oregon.
Speaker 2 (01:20):
Now.
Speaker 1 (01:20):
Some of these stories can be found in my latest book,
National Park Mysteries and Disappearances, Volume three, the Pacific Northwest,
which includes Oregon, Washington, and Idaho. It's available from Amazon
in kendle and paperback format, and it's also available whoever
find books are sold.
Speaker 2 (01:36):
There is a link in the description.
Speaker 1 (01:39):
Now on the Crater Lake first, I feel a little
background in histories in order. Crater Lake National Park was
established in nineteen oh two and is located in southern Oregon.
In total, the park covers one hundred and eighty three
two hundred and twenty four acres, which includes Crater Lake
and the surrounding hills and forests. Many years ago, Mount
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Mazama collapsed, creating a nearly twenty one and eighteen foot
deep caldera that partially fills Crater Lake. The amount of
water in the lake is replaced approximately every two hundred
and fifty years by rain and snow, which offsets the evaporation.
This is the deepest lake in the United States, measuring
some one thousand, nine hundred and forty nine feet. For
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maximum depth, it ranks ninth in the world, while for
mean slash average depth, it ranks third. There are two
small islands in Crater Lake, located near the lake's western shore.
Wizard Island is approximately three hundred and sixteen acres in size,
while Phantom Ship, a natural rock pillar, is located near
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its southern shore. Because the lake has no inlets or tributaries,
its waters are some of the purest in the world.
Due to the lack of pollutants. There are relatively high
levels of dissolved salts in the lake as well. Jud
it's high elevation and influence from the Pacific, Crater Lake
has a subalpine climate. Summers are mild and dry, but
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winters are cold and snowy, with average snowfalls reaching five
hundred and five inches per year and maximum snow cover
of one hundred and thirty nine inches or three point
five to three meters. It usually takes until mid July
for the snow to melt. Even into the summer, hard
frosts or possible in the Crater Lake area. The surface
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temperature of the lake ranges from thirty three degrees fahrenheit
to sixty six degrees In summertime, the lake normally fluctuates
between fifteen and sixty degrees fahrenheit.
Speaker 2 (03:35):
Now.
Speaker 1 (03:35):
As a result of the collapse of Mountain Mazama, Crater
Lake had no fish until man named William G. Steele
decided to stock it in eighteen eighty eight in order
to allow for fishing. The fish were regularly stocked until
nineteen forty one, when it became evident that the fish
could maintain a stable population without assistance from the outside.
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Two fish species have survived from the original stocking, salmon
and rainbow trout, with the salmon being the most abundant.
As part of its history, Crater Lake is also known
for the Old Man of the Lake, a full sized
tree that's been bobbing in the water for over a century.
As a result of the low temperatures of the lake,
the decomposition of the wood has been slowed considerably. Crater
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Lake is sacred to the Klamath tribe of Native Americans,
indigenous to the area. Generations ago, They told of it
being the crossing point between SkELL, a spirit from above,
and Lao, a spirit from below. Andrew lank For, author
of Haunted Hikes, spine Tingling Tails, and Trails from North
America's National Parks, writes to this of Crater Lake, Lao
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and SkELL fought gory battles here. Lao riped Skull's heart
from his chest, and SkELL retaliated by dismembering Lao and
throwing the body parts into the lake. Hideous monsters gobbled
up everything but Lao's head, but the lake still holds
Lao's spirit. When stirred, he Ma he brew up storm clouds.
When angered, he may appear in the form of a
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giant crayfish that climbs up out of the lake, snatches
people off the rim of the crater that surrounds the lake,
and drags them down into the water. So now that
we know what Crater Lake is, how it was formed,
and what it represents to the indigenous tribes of the area,
let us look into the first disappearance, that of little
Sammy Bulky. In the early afternoon of October fourteenth, two
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thousand and six, Sammy Bulky, aged eight, was playing near
the Cleetwood Cove area in Crater Lake National Park with
his father, Kenneth Bulky, forty eight. Sammy disappeared into the
woods after running up a cinder slope. Despite his passion
for life, Sammy was stubborn at times. Also as a
result of having a mild form of autism, he was
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terrified of loud noises and bright lights. At the time
his disappearance, Sammy stood four feet eleven inches tall, weighed
eighty five pounds, and had short brown hair and brown eyes.
The last time he was seen, he was wearing a
long sleeve black and green T shirt, jeans, a blue coat,
and red Swede slip on shoes with rubber soles. While
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the little boy did have camping experience, he had no
formal wilderness survival training given his young age. At around
four pm that day, the Bulky family had pulled over
at a pull out five hundred yards east of the
Cleetwood Cove parking lot area, and we're walking north along
Rim Drive. Sam and his father were playing hide and
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seek on a gravel slope and Sammy saw some yellow
that he thought might be gold. Sammy stayed on the slope,
refusing to come down, and as darkness approached, his father
walked a short distance to their car to return to
their Diamond Lake cabin. Can Eat Bulky chased after Sammy.
Sammy stayed at least fifty feet ahead, likely considering it
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a game. I never caught up with him, his father said,
and at that point he disappeared over the top somewhere.
Speaker 2 (06:59):
I lost him.
Speaker 1 (07:01):
Within a matter of hours, more than two hundred people
were combing an area of about six square miles or
four thousand acres. Dogs, helicopters, and heat cents and cameras
were used to search for the boy for a week,
but he was never found. Authority said a helicopter crew
spotted some tracks, but they turned out to be most
likely animal tracks. After that, the search continued intermittently despite
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heavy snowfalls in the area seven thousand feet above sea level.
The park gets more than five hundred inches of snow
per year. Although it was unlikely Sammy would have fallen
into the lake because of obstacles on the slope, technical
climbing crews searched the slopes from the rim of the
caldera down to the shoreline, participating in the search where
ESAR teams from Jackson, Klamath into Shoots Counties. National Park
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Service searchers and trackers from California at Washington and Oregon
mount Hood and Mountaineer A Rescue teams were also involved,
as well as volunteers consisting of employees from the Bureau
of Land Management and the US Force Service. It seems
more than a little odd that a boy of Sammy's age,
who was just slightly autistic would run off into the
woods without any reason at all and continued going until
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he was out of sight and hearing range of his father.
Because it was cold. This first instinct, we would think
would be to turn around and return to his dad,
especially if he was calling for him, no matter how
long he had been hidden from him. Sadly, no trace
was ever found and Sammy remains missing. Next up, we
had a strange disappearance of Derek Ingebretsen, East of the
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Cascade Range in south central Oregon lies Upper Klamath Lake,
a large shallow freshwater lake. Helican Butte rises over three thousand,
eight hundred feet above the shore of Crater Lake as
a steep sided, dormant volcano located twenty eight miles south
of the Crater. Sometime in the afternoon on December fifth,
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nineteen ninety eight, Derek Ingebretsen, his father Robert, and his
grandfather Bob sixty four set out for a densely wooded
mountainside above Upper Klamath Lake, about thirty miles north of
Klamath Falls. They planned to find a Christmas tree for
the holiday season. Derek was lost and never seen again.
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Because of his love of the outdoors, Derek was known
as bear boy even at the age of eight. A
week after he was born, his mother carried him on
a bear hunt in a pack. In his youth, he
hunted with his father and picked mushrooms with his mother's
father On several of his mushroom expedition outings. He had
visited Pelkon Butte in the past. The Ingebretsen family did
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not plan to go Christmas tree hunting that year. In
the woods Although Robert looked forward to a family Christmas
tree hunt every year, it was his wife, Laurie who
convinced him to use an artificial tree that year. Laurie
who wanted to keep the mess to a minimum, but
when a disabled neighbor asked for a tree, Robert decided
to go into the woods. Bob remembers tell the group
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that since it was already two pm, it would be
dark around four pm. Since it was late in the year,
and he was driving along west Side Road in his
red Toyota pick up on his way to Rocky Point Resort.
Bob pulled into turnout at mile post twelve. The three
of them climbed up an embankment into a pine forest,
and Robert helped Derek get into his blue snowsuit. Derek
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walked behind Robert, who told him to stay with his grandfather.
Derek nagged his grandfather that he wanted to catch up
with his dad as he chopped at small trees with
his hatchet. At some point, the grandfather relented and the
boy headed off in search of his father. With the
darkness closing in, Robert and Bob met back up and
ask each other where's Derek. Robert recalls, asking Grandpa, Bob replied,
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I thought he was with you. No, he was with you.
Despite the steady falling of heavy wet snow, Robert turned
on his heels and went back up the hill. He
called out to Derek, but no response came. Robert then
flagged down a man named Fred Hines, a motorist who
was driving along at about four thirteen pm, and requested
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he DIALT. No. One one so the authorities could be
notified in the resort, two miles away from the area
where Derek vanished. Hines made the call. Over the course
of two weeks, hundreds of people searched through several feet
of snow, using snowmobiles and dogs to search for Derek.
Laurie slept in a donated camper van at the turnout,
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hoping Derek might see the bonfire and come to her.
Once she thought she saw Derek waving and smiling at her. However,
it turned out she was just delirious from lack of sleep.
Derek's tracks were found by Robert, his dad, and other
members of the family in the newly fallen snow in
the hours immediately following his disappearance. Apparently, Derek had laid
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down in a clearing near the road to make a
snow angel. When his bootprints were spotted near the spot
where Robert had last seen him, there had been a
snow pilot came by and sadly the tracks leading away
from the angel were obliterated. There were no tracks leading
towards the woods from the snow angel. A small area
of trees near the road was damaged by Derreck's hatchet cuts.
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His father was confident that his son did not.
Speaker 2 (12:15):
Re enter the woods.
Speaker 1 (12:17):
Early in the evening, five to eight inches of snow
had fallen on the point the candy wrapper was found,
and a makeshift lean to shelter was found made out
of branches. It was unclear whether the candy wrapper wore
the lean su were the handiwork of Derrick. Derek's family
believed that he had made his way to the road
and was probably picked up by a stranger, although this
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explanation was for some reason dismissed by the sheriff. Bob
discovered a hole in the ice and a child's footprint
on the bank during the search. The next day, however,
divers searched this area and additional searches were carried out
during the spring thaw. However, nothing was found. Laurie and
Robert were informed sadly by the Klamath County authorities that
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their son was most likely deceased eight days after he disappeared.
During the next seven days, Robert, Laurie at about one
hundred volunteers stayed on the mountain. Speculation intensified that Derek
had been kidnapped. When sub zero temperatures forced the Ingabretzens
to end their search on December eighteenth, nineteen ninety eight.
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Robert drove straight from his graveyard shift at work to
the mountain to meet Lourie. Every weekend for the next
two years, these search areas were marked on a map
of the couple. It was widely believed that the authorities
were too slow to arrive at the scene the night
Derek disappeared, which led to criticism for the search and
rescue effort. The search did not begin in earnest until
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nearly five hours after the first none to one one
call because the coordinator was reluctant to interrupt a Christmas
dinner at Molly's Restaurant for the annual award dinner of
the Klamath County Search and rescue team before he was
certain a rescue was needed. Despite passing polygraphs, Robert and
Gray Grandpa Bob, remained suspect in Derek's case. They at
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least thought to have been negligent in some way, despite
the grandfather's insistence Robert no longer spoke to him. The
blame for not finding Derek did indeed go to the father,
but the father felt the blame for losing him went
to Grandpa Bob. Ingabretsen was too overwhelmed with guilt to
even think of talking about it. Robert took leave of
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work for several weeks, and Derek's family spent thousands of
dollars looking for him. They even paid for psychics and
a boat to search. Klamath Lake eventually went bankrupt due
to these efforts. The authorities claimed that Derek had simply
wandered off into the woods and died. His remains had
been scattered by animals. However, the Ingabretson's family never really
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believed that, especially since no remains, torn clothing, nothing was
ever found. There was even a witness who said he'd
seen a man and a boy struggling on a highway nearby.
Then in nineteen ninety nine, strange graffiti was found scrawled
on a rest area bathroom near Burns, stating that Derek
had been killed and buried. It was later ruled a
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cruel hoax by the FBI. The boy named Derek was
found in Texas under unusual circumstances, and he looked a
lot like the Ingerbrets and son, but was actually a
different person. Then later on in two thousand, after several
days of waiting for confirmation, a bone discovered in Pelican
Butte was identified as being from a deer. In two
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thousand and one, the family mailbox received a handwritten letter.
The letter read, I know who took your son. On
July eleventh, two thousand, Frank J. Milligan, thirty one year
old State Youth Authority worker, approached a ten year old
boy at a Dallas park and offered him one hundred
dollars to Moy's lawn. In Milligan's car, the man asked
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the boy do you want to live or die? Milligan
bound the boy's hands with duct tape and then forced
him to walk down a dirt road where he assaulted him.
After this vicious assault, Miller left the boy for dead.
Despite the odds, the boy woke up covered in his
own blood and got to a road to where passing
motors stopped to help him. In this letter to the
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police and the Ingabretsans admitted that Milligan had confessed to.
Speaker 2 (16:15):
Doing away with Derry.
Speaker 1 (16:17):
The letter arrived at the Ingabretson home in late two
thousand and one. In another letter that arrived at the
home in two thousand and one, Milligan's cell mate claimed
that Milligan had admitted to him that he had been
the one that ended young Dereck's life. A detective from
the Oregon State Police who investigated the Dallas case confronted Milligan.
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Milligan reportedly confessed to the crime and agreed to lead
investigators to the body. The FBI used ground penetrating radar
to scams for bones at Silverfalls State Park southeast of
Salem Morgan, where Lourie and Robert drove for five hours.
There were no results. After several days of searching, an
assistant district attorney told the Ingabretsen that Milligan had agreed
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to plead guilty to killing the young boy if they
spared him the death penalty. However, after Milligan was presented
with the paperwork. A few days later, he refused to
sign the confession. Was Derek Ingebretsen abducted by Frank Milligan
or someone else as the police believed, or did he
simply die from the cold or maybe even an animal tag.
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This mysterious case remains unsolved. Next up, Charles mccullor, The
melting Man of Crater Lake. January seventh, nineteen seventy five.
Eighteen year oldest spiring photographer. Charles mccullor was a free
spirit at heart. He was living in Virginia when he
decided there was so much to explore in national parks
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across the United States. Charles was said to be very
reliable and kept in close contact with his family, even
on the long trips that he liked to take. Deciding
to put more effort into his photography and wanting to
visit a friend in Oregon, Charles packed a small backpack
and left everything else behind. Even as beloved Volkswagen bus,
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he would make his way across the country with the
occasional bus ride, but mostly by hitchhiking. He wanted to
see all the national parks in the United States, and
one of those parks in particular, caught his attention Greater
Lake National Park in Oregon. It was a convenient place
from the start, as his friend lived nearby. Very little
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facts surrounded this case and Charles passed, so why he
decided to leave at the very moment he did is
still unclear. What was clear, however, by conversation he had
with his father, was that Charles wanted something different and
he was going to start his search at Crater Lake
National Park in Oregon. Charles mccullor would leave Virginia the
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very next day. Sadly, this would be the last time
his family would ever see him. January eighth, nineteen seventy five.
Mostly hitch hiking across the United States, Charles's first significant
stop was in Yuma, Arizona. Between January sixteenth and the
twenty second of that year, he had regular contact with
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his parents, calling often to check in and update them
on his progress and future plans. On January twenty ninth,
Charles placed one more call to his parents to let
them know he had made it to Eugene, Oregon and
was staying with his friend. This was the last call
the McCullers would receive from their son. He told his
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friends that he would be staying at Crater Lake for
two days because he wanted to photograph the area's winter landscape,
and that if he wasn't back by February first, to
send help. This was the last contact Charles's friends ever
had with him. It was reported during the search several
people saw Charles around the Diamond Lake area on the
twenty ninth, and a man that was cutting trees close
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to the park had picked Charles up and dropped him
off near the park entrance. Not being from the area,
Charles wasn't well versed with the terrain he planned to photo.
The winter months at Crater Lake could be very and
unexpectedly harsh to the ill prepared. In fact, it's not
rare for the area to see several feet of snow
from one storm, and at the time of charles disappearance,
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the weather report for Crater Lake stated there was twenty
four to ninety inches on the ground the snow drifts
of over twenty feet. Temperatures at that time were well
below freezing, dipping down into the teens at night and
just over freezing during the day. Wind gusts themselves hampered
search and rescue efforts, which were compounded and made worse
with a blowing snow. Bebruary first had came and went,
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and there was no word from Charles. He was reported
missing by his friends that day. The search for Charles
mccullor was underway at a rapid pace. The teams knew
they had to make haste as the weather was already
bad and was getting worse and wouldn't hold for very
long as there was a storm forecast that night which
called for more heavy snow and gale force winds up
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to sixty miles an hour round and aerials churches lasted
for that day and into the night and early morning
hours of February second. Search was called off around two
am due to the worsening weather conditions. The search continued intermittently
over the next several days, although with a scaled down
number of searchers, again due to the weather conditions. Local
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police didn't contact them of Colors until February tenth to
notify them about their son's disappearance. Also notified at the
same time was the FBI. Both Charles's parents and the
FBI made their way to the park and joined in
the search efforts. The efforts were still slow, though, as
the snow drifted in the latest storm were twelve feet
deep or more, making it almost impossible to even find
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where Charles camp may have been located. The initial search
lasted for months without any sign of him being found whatsoever.
Charles's father stayed at Crater Lake, camping by the shoreline
throughout that spring and summer tiressly looking for his son. Sadly,
he never found anything. A full year and a half later,
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two hikers that were on the Pacific Crest trail made
a long turn and ended up twelve miles into remote
and boggy area of the park, where they came upon
a threadbare and backpack that contained, among other things, a
Volkswagen key. The hikers marked the area with a piece
of clothing, then made their way to the ranger station
and informed them of what they had found, showing them
the area where to go on a map the mark
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While going through the contents of the bag, the hikers
made a remark about the strange shaped key that had
been found. A part time park ranger that had been
part of the initial search for Charles named Mary and
Jack happened to be at the ranger station that day
and overheard the conversation. His curiosity aroused, He walked over
to the men and looked at the key. You remember
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the flyers that were made when Charles went missing, and
one of the photos on the flyer was of the key.
It turned out to be an important piece of evidence,
one they could link to Charles mccullor. A new search
party was formed and from the information given by the hikers,
they trekked into Sphagnum box in here that was a
full twelve miles off trail of where Charles was supposed
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to have been. The key that was found was later
matched to the one Charles owned. Further searches would turn
up a mysterious scene. Indeed, charles remains were found in
a state of undress and only his lower half was left.
His jeans were un button and his belt undone. His
legs were broken at the shin bones and they were
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sticking straight up. His socks contained the sweet bones. The
only other part of the body that was found was
the crown of his skull, and it was over ten
feet away from the other parts of his body. It
was as if his upper body simply melted away. His
camera equipment, along with his money, boots, coat, and shirt
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were all missing, just as was the rest of him.
The creepiest part was his jeans were found in a
sitting position on a falling log. It was as if
he had just been sitting staring at the leg when
the unthinkable happen. Some have speculated that Charles mccullor was
suffering from hypothermia, which caused a condition known as paradoxical undressing.
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This condition happens when the core body temperature drops below
ninety four degrees and because of the heat loss, victims
begin to think they're too hot. They start removing their
clothing to alleviate the heat, when reality they are freezing
to death all the more faster. This theory would explain
his missing clothes, But what about the money and the
camera equipment, and what happened to the other half of
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his remains? How did he get a full twelve miles
into this bog in snow that was over one hundred
inches deep? And why was the FBI called in the
search for Charles. In twenty sixteen, Stephen mccullor wrote an
article on his brother's case. It reads quote, if only
those broken shinbones could have talked to us, what do
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you think they would say? I bet they'd say something
like this. I hitched to ride with this creepy guy
who stole my camera of it in money and then
took my life. Then, on a clear day of the
dead of winter, he hauled my body into the remotest
part of Crater Lake, took my shirt and boots off,
and set me up on a log and left, figuring
the animals would destroy the evidence by spring. And hey,
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I guess it worked because the cops ruled the death
to be.
Speaker 2 (25:19):
From natural causes. My dad doesn't buy it, though.
Speaker 1 (25:23):
Quote At the time of this recording, there have been
no new developments in the sad case of Charles mccullor.
Next up a seventy year old mystery in Crater Lake
National Park. On July twenty first, nineteen fifty two, while
searching for missing United Service Motors executives on a beautiful
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sunny summer's day at Crater Lake National Park, a group
of part time park workers found the bodies of the
two men who have been murdered execution style. Their neckties
have been used as gags and remained in their mouths
because this case had been solved seven years ago.
Speaker 2 (26:02):
First, let's take a look at who they were.
Speaker 1 (26:05):
The men found on the trail that day were fifty
three year old Charles Patrick Cohaney of Detroit, Michigan and
fifty six year old Albert Marston Jones of San Francisco, California.
Both men were United Service Motor Executives and ancillary company
of General Motors. The men were at Greater Lake National
Park to do some sight seeing and have a relaxing day.
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They'd been in town attending meetings in Klamath Falls for
the company. Both men wanted to do some fishing at
the Union Creek area and had made plans to meet
up with business associates John Vaughn, Frank Everlyn, and Evelyn's
thirteen year old son. The fishing trip would be later
in the day as well, as Evelyn had to work
half day before they could close the shop. As the
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local men made their way to the fishing spot, they
passed the South Park entrance around three pm and saw
Albert Jones car, a nineteen fifty one green Pontiac, sitting
on the side of the road on Highway sixty two.
This was near the Anti Creek Canyon area. Jones and
Kohane weren't in the car, nor around the area. As
Vaughn and Evelin pulled up alongside the car, they could
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see the passenger door Ajar, which seemed to be off
to them. Exiting their vehicle, they called out for Jones
and Kohaney, but never got an answer. Luggage could be
seen from the window, as well as a camera sitting
on the seat, and the car keys still hung from
the ignition. Boughn touched the of the car and found
it to still be warm. The three men stood around
talking for a bit, waiting for the others to possibly return.
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Around an hour later, and having searched a little in
themedate area, two of the three men left to go
call for help AI. The third remained with the car
just in case they returned. While the two men were gone, Evelyn,
who was waiting at the car, heard another car approaching.
He says, one car came through, crunching gravel, didn't really
took off fast. I didn't think much about it at
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the time, but now I wonder if that was them,
and they were returning to the car and saw someone
inside it and adios, let's get out. Once alerted, rangers
started to search that day for the missing men. One
of the searchers that day was a man named Rex Ash,
and he was the one who found the bodies. We
were working west from the highway, all spread out about
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twenty feet apart. He recalls, I thought, old lordy, there
they are. It was a really hot summer day, and
then started to bloat. I'd never seen a dead body before.
Ash alerted the other searchers to the fight, and they
all came rushing over. It was a bunch of kids
and everyone was gathering around to see what was happening.
Ash went on to say, we might have accidentally destroyed
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some of the evidence. We didn't touch anything, but we
tore up the terrain quite a bit. One remember of
the search crew, took his camera out and started taking pictures.
He stepped over Jones and Koheney and around them and
practically got in their faces. He had plans to sell
these to True Crime magazine and make a fortune, but
fortunately the FBI took them away, recalled John Owens, another
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one of the searchers. Owings and Ash were tasked was
staying with the bodies until officials could arrive. We were
sitting there, scared to death, wondering which one of us
was going to be next to Owings, recounted it was
one of the worst nights of my life. Ash and
Owens finished out the summer at the park and returned
to their respective homes. On Monday, July twenty first, nineteen
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fifty two or three twenty seven pm, an FBI agent
and Oregon State Police Private LW. Heron arrived at the
murder scene and took over the investigation. Kolheny was the
first to be processed. He was laying on his back,
legs out and right arm across his chest. His dentures
were in his shirt pocket. He had been shot once
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in the back of his head, and in addition to
the gunshot wound, his growing area was bruised. Jones' fate
was similar. He was also on his back, feet towards Koheney,
arms by his side, Bruce groin and a single gunshot
wound to the back of his head. But set jones
injuries apart from Koheney was his skull was fractured. Both
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men were shoeless, but their socked feet were clean. Their
ties had been used as gags. Also, both men had
been robbed, as their watches and money was missing, and
one man's pair of shoes were nowhere to be found.
A few other clues were found at the scene. Stay
true for Heron, who has since passed away, was quote
fascinated by the case and worked on it initially until
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the FBI took over. He talked about it and looked
into it for a couple of years now. That's according
to his wife, Ruth Herron, now seventy seven and still
living in Klamath Falls. Aaron had suspected the killers were
a couple of men named John Wesley Cole and Kenneth Moore,
both of Chiliquin. A few years before the Jones Kolhaney murders,
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Moore had been convicted of tying up and robbing two
trappers in the woods.
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A woman came forward with.
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A story saying that Moore had confessed to the murders
and had told her late husband this was according to
osp reports, justice would come swift and harsh to Colin
Moore if they were in fact guilty of the murders.
They were both found frozen to death in Klamouth County
in nineteen sixty two. However, Aaron had suspected the two
men because they were outlaws around that air at the
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time that the Kolhenian Jones murders occurred. Days after the murders,
the police talked over two hundred park employees and took
statements from several people that had been in the area.
One of those people was Lincoln Lenz. His initial report
read he Lenz was driving canned goods to the lodge
that he drove a truck for on July nineteen, nineteen
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fifty two. He says he saw two men wearing work
clothes with two other men that were described as white
collar types. The member being led into the woods for
the executives, who were later found dead. As he continued
down the road towards the lodge, he heard what he
described as two firecracker type bangs.
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Later that day, Lenz.
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Was followed and harassed by two scruffy looking men who
also followed him the next day. This is what made
him surmise they were the killers. Linz gave a description
of the men. The old one was the most distinctive.
He wore a beaded belt that appeared to spell out Ralph.
He had a tattoo of bikini clad female on his
right forearm, and he was missing a finger. Linz said
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the FBI has just missed the story and called him
a smart ellie. If the FBI had come back to me,
I could have showed them even where the killer's car
had been parked and beer cans that might have had
their fingerprints. He recounted he was able to remember more
details after the initial interview. After the lodge had closed
in the fall and I returned to the University of Oregon.
I tried to contact the agent several more times. They
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never returned my calls, possibly because they thought it was
impossible for me to see them walking those guys into
the forest and hearing the gunshots, even though the area
was a.
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Quarter of a mile off the highway.
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Two days after the murders, a man that gave a
fake identification J. D. Horney, that has supposedly lived at
five point thirty six Plum Street and met Fron, Oregon,
made a long distance call from a payphone at the
Southern Pacific Railroad depot at one fifteen pm. He asked
the operator to put the call through the garage, the
only one in Fort Klamath, a small community near Crater Lake.
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The operator contacted the FBI after hearing of the murders
to let them know about the strange phone call and
the even streasuer request made by the caller. She recounted
that the man seemed rather angry, like he wanted to
take my head off. Because she wasn't able to put
the call through until one forty five later that afternoon,
the business called Wilmer Garage was closed until then. When
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he finally got through the garage, she told the owners
that a friend of his name Jones, was in the
hospital and needed his car picked up from the park
and stored at their garage until he got out. He
said the keys were in the ignition. The police quickly
descended on the area where the call was placed from,
but no one was there. However, a train depot worker
was able to give a description to the caller. He
was around five to seven, sandy colored hair, slender, and
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was wearing a brightly colored shirt that was yellow and
red with short sleeves. The police checked out to name
an address the caller gave, but both were fake. Fingerprints
were taken from the receiver and the coins inside the phone. However,
no one was ever identified. In nineteen ninety four, the
granddaughter one of the murdered men had a different take
on what happened. While going through her late mother's belongings,
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she discovered two letters that were written but unsent. One
stated that she, the daughter, thought it was an organized hit.
The letter read, I think they the Santos gang, saw
the fancy car and it was a case of robbery.
Even though people say there is more to it than that,
I just don't think so. I think it was Jack Santo, EMMITTT. Perkins,
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and Barbara Graham and their gang. Their method of operation
fits and their motive was always robbery. This particular gang
was executed in nineteen fifty five for other murders. Retired
med for police officer Bob Allen said the FBI swooped
in and took over the case because it happened in
a national park. All they could do was speculate about
why and who had committed such a crime. Didn't sound
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like anyone from around here. Allan said. The town's horset
crime up to that point were safe roppers and bad
check writers. Last spring, Cheryl Housey, forty seven, was taking
class at Roade Community College when she heard about the
Creater Lake murders and decided to write a paper on them.
She spent over three months investigating the deaths. Her extensive
report is now part of the files at the Southern
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Oregon Historical Society. Claydy was a big muckety muck with
the company and there were problems with the union. Back
then it was a hit. She gave the presentation on
the murders at the Klamath County Museum. A little over
thirty seniors showed up. The last man to walk in
was what was described as a suspicious looking man in
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a long shirt. She said Howsey's thread noticed the man
because the way he studied the names and the guest
book so intensely, and he was missing a finger. As
of this recording, the Crater Lake murders remained unsolved. Last up,
we have the legend of the Missing Prospector, the story
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of the lost cabin Mine. The cabin and a prospector
known as set them Up is a legend about an
area of land not too far from Crater Lake, where
it was said that the man named set him Up
has successful prospects of the gold rush that was hitting
the area. The legend, as recited by a group of
California prospectors from days gone by, was told like this.
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The argument over the first white man to discover Crater
Lake has been disputed for years. In the eighteen forties,
it was said to have been discovered by John C. Fremont,
while others claim it wasn't until eighteen fifty three. At
that time, Oregon's first major gold rush to hit the area,
and prospectors came from all around chomping at the bit
to find their riches. Having already found the Jackson Creek area,
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new prospectors pushed further into the wilderness looking for a
rumored lost cabin mine that was said to be chock
full of gold. A group of men from California owned
a plot of land that said to have a small
cabin had a gold mine that produced there's a lot
of gold on it. One day, the organ men that
owned the land came under attack by local natives, and
to protect their gold, buried a horde of it to
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keep the natives from taking it. Three of the four
men were killed. The loan survivor was said to have
divulged certain landmarks to set them up leading to where
the cabin and buried treasure were. Soon after the man
gave the information out, he disappeared as well. Either man
has ever been found, and the cabin in mines whereabouts
are still a mystery to this day. Years later, a
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group of prospectors, also from California, were relaxing in a
local saloon one night, telling stories of their successes and
drinking their fill of whiskey. One of the men, having
had consumed more than needed to loosen his lips, was
telling his group about the legends of the lost miner,
the cabin and the gold mine, and the riches contained
at the mine. As well as the cabin, the miner
was said to return to town with pockets full of
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gold from prospecting the area. The miner only noticed set
them up because that was how he always greeted people
when he came into the local saloon. Was rumored to
have a cabin with maps of the missing mind and
a loot of gold within. When the old miner would
need something, he would come to town with pockets full
of gold nuggets from his secret mind. The man also
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spoke about set them up. Having gone missing under strained circumstances.
He was headed off into the woods with a couple
of shady characters from Jacksonville that were known thieves. Sitting
not too far from the California men. A local prospecting
group overheard the man's tail and took notice, glancing at
each other from around the table as they tossed back
a strong shot of whiskey. The men leaned into each
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other and quietly started to devise their plan. They would
follow the Californians to the mine, and hey, if they
found the old man along the way, even better, they
would be town heroes, and maybe he would tell them
where the mine was, for their troubles were searching for
This search for the lost mind and cabin would lead
to the discovery of Crater Lake, but for now, both
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groups of men had gold in their sides. They would
look for the missing prospector and his rumored loot, But
little did they know the journey they were about to
embark upon but almost caused them to become missing as well. Now,
the lost cabin mine wasn't exactly said to be specifically
in the Crater Lake area. Other sources said it was
actually in California, and the missing miner would return home
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to Jacksonville with his goal to throw off any would
be thieves or snoopy men looking to find this secret mine.
But as big as a California group had prospected all
over that state and found nothing that resembled the landscape
said didn't have it the lost cabin nor mine. They
were convinced it was an Oregon and specifically just a
few miles from where they sat. It said that as
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soon as the California group left for their search, the
organ group collected provisions and set out hot on their
trail to share and the imagined well. The Orgon party
had eleven men and the California party had four. Not
long after both parties set out, they discovered each other
and it became a game of cat and mouse. The
California group would cut through the thick brush, spread out
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from each other, and then double back to confuse the
organ group. The now large group of men had been
searching for the cabin and gold for days. Their provisions
began to dwindle, so truce was called and the men
joined each other in order to survive. Realizing they had
wanted off their objective, but failing to realize just how
far they were passed where they were wanted to be,
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they were getting dangerously closed to the Rogue River. It
was decided at this point the healthier, stronger men in
the group would forge ahead while the others turned back
with the men that were continuing left the camp. They
had no way of knowing just how close one of
them would come to death that day, and would watch
another man die. While riding on a small trail on
a sloping mountain, one of the men soon came upon
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a rim of a lake thought to be Klamath Lake,
but it was actually Crater Lake. He was within feet
of falling off the edge before his mule stopped. I
was convinced that had I been on a blind meal,
I would have ridden right over the edge to my death,
delman stated. Each man looked on him wonder at the
lake and stated how beautiful it was, before making their
way back into the forest. The men returned to camp
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and contemplated what to call the lake they had just found.
Two names were chosen. Mysterious Lake and Deep Blue Lake
were the last of the two names chosen as a
final name. The men documented their fine by writing each
of their names on a piece of paper and fixing
the paper to a stick at the rim of the lake.
It was decided they would return to Jacksonville, as they
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hadn't found the lost miner the cabin nor the gold.
The men returned to Jacksonville the next day. Some were
excited over the fine of the lake, and others just
didn't seem to care. By the time they had made
it back, most of the men were so exhausted and
famished they couldn't even call the direction of the lake.
The other men just didn't care. A few years later,
Hillman would return to the area where the lake had
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been discovered. He had agreed to take a group of
people to see it, as word had spread by then
and people had become curious. Legend has it that as
Hillman approached the edge of Crater Lake this time, his
horse lost its bounce and fell over the side. Hilman
and the horse died at the scene. The lake had
tried to claim him the first time he had come,
and was successful this time. A local Native American medicine
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man was quoted as saying, if that lake wants you,
it will find a way to take you. It's cursed. Well, friends,
there you have it. What do you think of these
true stories from Crater Lake? I look forward to your comments,
but please keep it friendly and respectful. In the meanwhile,
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be good to yourselves and each other and I'll see
you just a little further down the trail. I'm Steve
Stockton and i'll talk to you next time. Tell your animal,
Steve says Hi.
Hello friends, Steve Stockton here with you. Welcome to our
latest video. This video was suggested by a longtime subscriber
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Native and would love to hear stories from my home state. Also,
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We appreciate your kind words and we also took your
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now for five strange disappearances and mysteries from Crater Lake, Oregon.
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Now.
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Some of these stories can be found in my latest book,
National Park Mysteries and Disappearances, Volume three, the Pacific Northwest,
which includes Oregon, Washington, and Idaho. It's available from Amazon
in kendle and paperback format, and it's also available whoever
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There is a link in the description.
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Now on the Crater Lake first, I feel a little
background in histories in order. Crater Lake National Park was
established in nineteen oh two and is located in southern Oregon.
In total, the park covers one hundred and eighty three
two hundred and twenty four acres, which includes Crater Lake
and the surrounding hills and forests. Many years ago, Mount
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Mazama collapsed, creating a nearly twenty one and eighteen foot
deep caldera that partially fills Crater Lake. The amount of
water in the lake is replaced approximately every two hundred
and fifty years by rain and snow, which offsets the evaporation.
This is the deepest lake in the United States, measuring
some one thousand, nine hundred and forty nine feet. For
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maximum depth, it ranks ninth in the world, while for
mean slash average depth, it ranks third. There are two
small islands in Crater Lake, located near the lake's western shore.
Wizard Island is approximately three hundred and sixteen acres in size,
while Phantom Ship, a natural rock pillar, is located near
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its southern shore. Because the lake has no inlets or tributaries,
its waters are some of the purest in the world.
Due to the lack of pollutants. There are relatively high
levels of dissolved salts in the lake as well. Jud
it's high elevation and influence from the Pacific, Crater Lake
has a subalpine climate. Summers are mild and dry, but
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winters are cold and snowy, with average snowfalls reaching five
hundred and five inches per year and maximum snow cover
of one hundred and thirty nine inches or three point
five to three meters. It usually takes until mid July
for the snow to melt. Even into the summer, hard
frosts or possible in the Crater Lake area. The surface
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temperature of the lake ranges from thirty three degrees fahrenheit
to sixty six degrees In summertime, the lake normally fluctuates
between fifteen and sixty degrees fahrenheit.
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Now.
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As a result of the collapse of Mountain Mazama, Crater
Lake had no fish until man named William G. Steele
decided to stock it in eighteen eighty eight in order
to allow for fishing. The fish were regularly stocked until
nineteen forty one, when it became evident that the fish
could maintain a stable population without assistance from the outside.
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Two fish species have survived from the original stocking, salmon
and rainbow trout, with the salmon being the most abundant.
As part of its history, Crater Lake is also known
for the Old Man of the Lake, a full sized
tree that's been bobbing in the water for over a century.
As a result of the low temperatures of the lake,
the decomposition of the wood has been slowed considerably. Crater
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Lake is sacred to the Klamath tribe of Native Americans,
indigenous to the area. Generations ago, They told of it
being the crossing point between SkELL, a spirit from above,
and Lao, a spirit from below. Andrew lank For, author
of Haunted Hikes, spine Tingling Tails, and Trails from North
America's National Parks, writes to this of Crater Lake, Lao
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and SkELL fought gory battles here. Lao riped Skull's heart
from his chest, and SkELL retaliated by dismembering Lao and
throwing the body parts into the lake. Hideous monsters gobbled
up everything but Lao's head, but the lake still holds
Lao's spirit. When stirred, he Ma he brew up storm clouds.
When angered, he may appear in the form of a
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giant crayfish that climbs up out of the lake, snatches
people off the rim of the crater that surrounds the lake,
and drags them down into the water. So now that
we know what Crater Lake is, how it was formed,
and what it represents to the indigenous tribes of the area,
let us look into the first disappearance, that of little
Sammy Bulky. In the early afternoon of October fourteenth, two
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thousand and six, Sammy Bulky, aged eight, was playing near
the Cleetwood Cove area in Crater Lake National Park with
his father, Kenneth Bulky, forty eight. Sammy disappeared into the
woods after running up a cinder slope. Despite his passion
for life, Sammy was stubborn at times. Also as a
result of having a mild form of autism, he was
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terrified of loud noises and bright lights. At the time
his disappearance, Sammy stood four feet eleven inches tall, weighed
eighty five pounds, and had short brown hair and brown eyes.
The last time he was seen, he was wearing a
long sleeve black and green T shirt, jeans, a blue coat,
and red Swede slip on shoes with rubber soles. While
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the little boy did have camping experience, he had no
formal wilderness survival training given his young age. At around
four pm that day, the Bulky family had pulled over
at a pull out five hundred yards east of the
Cleetwood Cove parking lot area, and we're walking north along
Rim Drive. Sam and his father were playing hide and
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seek on a gravel slope and Sammy saw some yellow
that he thought might be gold. Sammy stayed on the slope,
refusing to come down, and as darkness approached, his father
walked a short distance to their car to return to
their Diamond Lake cabin. Can Eat Bulky chased after Sammy.
Sammy stayed at least fifty feet ahead, likely considering it
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a game. I never caught up with him, his father said,
and at that point he disappeared over the top somewhere.
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I lost him.
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Within a matter of hours, more than two hundred people
were combing an area of about six square miles or
four thousand acres. Dogs, helicopters, and heat cents and cameras
were used to search for the boy for a week,
but he was never found. Authority said a helicopter crew
spotted some tracks, but they turned out to be most
likely animal tracks. After that, the search continued intermittently despite
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heavy snowfalls in the area seven thousand feet above sea level.
The park gets more than five hundred inches of snow
per year. Although it was unlikely Sammy would have fallen
into the lake because of obstacles on the slope, technical
climbing crews searched the slopes from the rim of the
caldera down to the shoreline, participating in the search where
ESAR teams from Jackson, Klamath into Shoots Counties. National Park
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Service searchers and trackers from California at Washington and Oregon
mount Hood and Mountaineer A Rescue teams were also involved,
as well as volunteers consisting of employees from the Bureau
of Land Management and the US Force Service. It seems
more than a little odd that a boy of Sammy's age,
who was just slightly autistic would run off into the
woods without any reason at all and continued going until
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he was out of sight and hearing range of his father.
Because it was cold. This first instinct, we would think
would be to turn around and return to his dad,
especially if he was calling for him, no matter how
long he had been hidden from him. Sadly, no trace
was ever found and Sammy remains missing. Next up, we
had a strange disappearance of Derek Ingebretsen, East of the
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Cascade Range in south central Oregon lies Upper Klamath Lake,
a large shallow freshwater lake. Helican Butte rises over three thousand,
eight hundred feet above the shore of Crater Lake as
a steep sided, dormant volcano located twenty eight miles south
of the Crater. Sometime in the afternoon on December fifth,
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nineteen ninety eight, Derek Ingebretsen, his father Robert, and his
grandfather Bob sixty four set out for a densely wooded
mountainside above Upper Klamath Lake, about thirty miles north of
Klamath Falls. They planned to find a Christmas tree for
the holiday season. Derek was lost and never seen again.
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Because of his love of the outdoors, Derek was known
as bear boy even at the age of eight. A
week after he was born, his mother carried him on
a bear hunt in a pack. In his youth, he
hunted with his father and picked mushrooms with his mother's
father On several of his mushroom expedition outings. He had
visited Pelkon Butte in the past. The Ingebretsen family did
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not plan to go Christmas tree hunting that year. In
the woods Although Robert looked forward to a family Christmas
tree hunt every year, it was his wife, Laurie who
convinced him to use an artificial tree that year. Laurie
who wanted to keep the mess to a minimum, but
when a disabled neighbor asked for a tree, Robert decided
to go into the woods. Bob remembers tell the group
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that since it was already two pm, it would be
dark around four pm. Since it was late in the year,
and he was driving along west Side Road in his
red Toyota pick up on his way to Rocky Point Resort.
Bob pulled into turnout at mile post twelve. The three
of them climbed up an embankment into a pine forest,
and Robert helped Derek get into his blue snowsuit. Derek
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walked behind Robert, who told him to stay with his grandfather.
Derek nagged his grandfather that he wanted to catch up
with his dad as he chopped at small trees with
his hatchet. At some point, the grandfather relented and the
boy headed off in search of his father. With the
darkness closing in, Robert and Bob met back up and
ask each other where's Derek. Robert recalls, asking Grandpa, Bob replied,
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I thought he was with you. No, he was with you.
Despite the steady falling of heavy wet snow, Robert turned
on his heels and went back up the hill. He
called out to Derek, but no response came. Robert then
flagged down a man named Fred Hines, a motorist who
was driving along at about four thirteen pm, and requested
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he DIALT. No. One one so the authorities could be
notified in the resort, two miles away from the area
where Derek vanished. Hines made the call. Over the course
of two weeks, hundreds of people searched through several feet
of snow, using snowmobiles and dogs to search for Derek.
Laurie slept in a donated camper van at the turnout,
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hoping Derek might see the bonfire and come to her.
Once she thought she saw Derek waving and smiling at her. However,
it turned out she was just delirious from lack of sleep.
Derek's tracks were found by Robert, his dad, and other
members of the family in the newly fallen snow in
the hours immediately following his disappearance. Apparently, Derek had laid
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down in a clearing near the road to make a
snow angel. When his bootprints were spotted near the spot
where Robert had last seen him, there had been a
snow pilot came by and sadly the tracks leading away
from the angel were obliterated. There were no tracks leading
towards the woods from the snow angel. A small area
of trees near the road was damaged by Derreck's hatchet cuts.
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His father was confident that his son did not.
Speaker 2 (12:15):
Re enter the woods.
Speaker 1 (12:17):
Early in the evening, five to eight inches of snow
had fallen on the point the candy wrapper was found,
and a makeshift lean to shelter was found made out
of branches. It was unclear whether the candy wrapper wore
the lean su were the handiwork of Derrick. Derek's family
believed that he had made his way to the road
and was probably picked up by a stranger, although this
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explanation was for some reason dismissed by the sheriff. Bob
discovered a hole in the ice and a child's footprint
on the bank during the search. The next day, however,
divers searched this area and additional searches were carried out
during the spring thaw. However, nothing was found. Laurie and
Robert were informed sadly by the Klamath County authorities that
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their son was most likely deceased eight days after he disappeared.
During the next seven days, Robert, Laurie at about one
hundred volunteers stayed on the mountain. Speculation intensified that Derek
had been kidnapped. When sub zero temperatures forced the Ingabretzens
to end their search on December eighteenth, nineteen ninety eight.
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Robert drove straight from his graveyard shift at work to
the mountain to meet Lourie. Every weekend for the next
two years, these search areas were marked on a map
of the couple. It was widely believed that the authorities
were too slow to arrive at the scene the night
Derek disappeared, which led to criticism for the search and
rescue effort. The search did not begin in earnest until
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nearly five hours after the first none to one one
call because the coordinator was reluctant to interrupt a Christmas
dinner at Molly's Restaurant for the annual award dinner of
the Klamath County Search and rescue team before he was
certain a rescue was needed. Despite passing polygraphs, Robert and
Gray Grandpa Bob, remained suspect in Derek's case. They at
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least thought to have been negligent in some way, despite
the grandfather's insistence Robert no longer spoke to him. The
blame for not finding Derek did indeed go to the father,
but the father felt the blame for losing him went
to Grandpa Bob. Ingabretsen was too overwhelmed with guilt to
even think of talking about it. Robert took leave of
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work for several weeks, and Derek's family spent thousands of
dollars looking for him. They even paid for psychics and
a boat to search. Klamath Lake eventually went bankrupt due
to these efforts. The authorities claimed that Derek had simply
wandered off into the woods and died. His remains had
been scattered by animals. However, the Ingabretson's family never really
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believed that, especially since no remains, torn clothing, nothing was
ever found. There was even a witness who said he'd
seen a man and a boy struggling on a highway nearby.
Then in nineteen ninety nine, strange graffiti was found scrawled
on a rest area bathroom near Burns, stating that Derek
had been killed and buried. It was later ruled a
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cruel hoax by the FBI. The boy named Derek was
found in Texas under unusual circumstances, and he looked a
lot like the Ingerbrets and son, but was actually a
different person. Then later on in two thousand, after several
days of waiting for confirmation, a bone discovered in Pelican
Butte was identified as being from a deer. In two
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thousand and one, the family mailbox received a handwritten letter.
The letter read, I know who took your son. On
July eleventh, two thousand, Frank J. Milligan, thirty one year
old State Youth Authority worker, approached a ten year old
boy at a Dallas park and offered him one hundred
dollars to Moy's lawn. In Milligan's car, the man asked
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the boy do you want to live or die? Milligan
bound the boy's hands with duct tape and then forced
him to walk down a dirt road where he assaulted him.
After this vicious assault, Miller left the boy for dead.
Despite the odds, the boy woke up covered in his
own blood and got to a road to where passing
motors stopped to help him. In this letter to the
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police and the Ingabretsans admitted that Milligan had confessed to.
Speaker 2 (16:15):
Doing away with Derry.
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The letter arrived at the Ingabretson home in late two
thousand and one. In another letter that arrived at the
home in two thousand and one, Milligan's cell mate claimed
that Milligan had admitted to him that he had been
the one that ended young Dereck's life. A detective from
the Oregon State Police who investigated the Dallas case confronted Milligan.
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Milligan reportedly confessed to the crime and agreed to lead
investigators to the body. The FBI used ground penetrating radar
to scams for bones at Silverfalls State Park southeast of
Salem Morgan, where Lourie and Robert drove for five hours.
There were no results. After several days of searching, an
assistant district attorney told the Ingabretsen that Milligan had agreed
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to plead guilty to killing the young boy if they
spared him the death penalty. However, after Milligan was presented
with the paperwork. A few days later, he refused to
sign the confession. Was Derek Ingebretsen abducted by Frank Milligan
or someone else as the police believed, or did he
simply die from the cold or maybe even an animal tag.
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This mysterious case remains unsolved. Next up, Charles mccullor, The
melting Man of Crater Lake. January seventh, nineteen seventy five.
Eighteen year oldest spiring photographer. Charles mccullor was a free
spirit at heart. He was living in Virginia when he
decided there was so much to explore in national parks
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across the United States. Charles was said to be very
reliable and kept in close contact with his family, even
on the long trips that he liked to take. Deciding
to put more effort into his photography and wanting to
visit a friend in Oregon, Charles packed a small backpack
and left everything else behind. Even as beloved Volkswagen bus,
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he would make his way across the country with the
occasional bus ride, but mostly by hitchhiking. He wanted to
see all the national parks in the United States, and
one of those parks in particular, caught his attention Greater
Lake National Park in Oregon. It was a convenient place
from the start, as his friend lived nearby. Very little
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facts surrounded this case and Charles passed, so why he
decided to leave at the very moment he did is
still unclear. What was clear, however, by conversation he had
with his father, was that Charles wanted something different and
he was going to start his search at Crater Lake
National Park in Oregon. Charles mccullor would leave Virginia the
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very next day. Sadly, this would be the last time
his family would ever see him. January eighth, nineteen seventy five.
Mostly hitch hiking across the United States, Charles's first significant
stop was in Yuma, Arizona. Between January sixteenth and the
twenty second of that year, he had regular contact with
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his parents, calling often to check in and update them
on his progress and future plans. On January twenty ninth,
Charles placed one more call to his parents to let
them know he had made it to Eugene, Oregon and
was staying with his friend. This was the last call
the McCullers would receive from their son. He told his
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friends that he would be staying at Crater Lake for
two days because he wanted to photograph the area's winter landscape,
and that if he wasn't back by February first, to
send help. This was the last contact Charles's friends ever
had with him. It was reported during the search several
people saw Charles around the Diamond Lake area on the
twenty ninth, and a man that was cutting trees close
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to the park had picked Charles up and dropped him
off near the park entrance. Not being from the area,
Charles wasn't well versed with the terrain he planned to photo.
The winter months at Crater Lake could be very and
unexpectedly harsh to the ill prepared. In fact, it's not
rare for the area to see several feet of snow
from one storm, and at the time of charles disappearance,
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the weather report for Crater Lake stated there was twenty
four to ninety inches on the ground the snow drifts
of over twenty feet. Temperatures at that time were well
below freezing, dipping down into the teens at night and
just over freezing during the day. Wind gusts themselves hampered
search and rescue efforts, which were compounded and made worse
with a blowing snow. Bebruary first had came and went,
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and there was no word from Charles. He was reported
missing by his friends that day. The search for Charles
mccullor was underway at a rapid pace. The teams knew
they had to make haste as the weather was already
bad and was getting worse and wouldn't hold for very
long as there was a storm forecast that night which
called for more heavy snow and gale force winds up
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to sixty miles an hour round and aerials churches lasted
for that day and into the night and early morning
hours of February second. Search was called off around two
am due to the worsening weather conditions. The search continued intermittently
over the next several days, although with a scaled down
number of searchers, again due to the weather conditions. Local
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police didn't contact them of Colors until February tenth to
notify them about their son's disappearance. Also notified at the
same time was the FBI. Both Charles's parents and the
FBI made their way to the park and joined in
the search efforts. The efforts were still slow, though, as
the snow drifted in the latest storm were twelve feet
deep or more, making it almost impossible to even find
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where Charles camp may have been located. The initial search
lasted for months without any sign of him being found whatsoever.
Charles's father stayed at Crater Lake, camping by the shoreline
throughout that spring and summer tiressly looking for his son. Sadly,
he never found anything. A full year and a half later,
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two hikers that were on the Pacific Crest trail made
a long turn and ended up twelve miles into remote
and boggy area of the park, where they came upon
a threadbare and backpack that contained, among other things, a
Volkswagen key. The hikers marked the area with a piece
of clothing, then made their way to the ranger station
and informed them of what they had found, showing them
the area where to go on a map the mark
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While going through the contents of the bag, the hikers
made a remark about the strange shaped key that had
been found. A part time park ranger that had been
part of the initial search for Charles named Mary and
Jack happened to be at the ranger station that day
and overheard the conversation. His curiosity aroused, He walked over
to the men and looked at the key. You remember
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the flyers that were made when Charles went missing, and
one of the photos on the flyer was of the key.
It turned out to be an important piece of evidence,
one they could link to Charles mccullor. A new search
party was formed and from the information given by the hikers,
they trekked into Sphagnum box in here that was a
full twelve miles off trail of where Charles was supposed
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to have been. The key that was found was later
matched to the one Charles owned. Further searches would turn
up a mysterious scene. Indeed, charles remains were found in
a state of undress and only his lower half was left.
His jeans were un button and his belt undone. His
legs were broken at the shin bones and they were
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sticking straight up. His socks contained the sweet bones. The
only other part of the body that was found was
the crown of his skull, and it was over ten
feet away from the other parts of his body. It
was as if his upper body simply melted away. His
camera equipment, along with his money, boots, coat, and shirt
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were all missing, just as was the rest of him.
The creepiest part was his jeans were found in a
sitting position on a falling log. It was as if
he had just been sitting staring at the leg when
the unthinkable happen. Some have speculated that Charles mccullor was
suffering from hypothermia, which caused a condition known as paradoxical undressing.
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This condition happens when the core body temperature drops below
ninety four degrees and because of the heat loss, victims
begin to think they're too hot. They start removing their
clothing to alleviate the heat, when reality they are freezing
to death all the more faster. This theory would explain
his missing clothes, But what about the money and the
camera equipment, and what happened to the other half of
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his remains? How did he get a full twelve miles
into this bog in snow that was over one hundred
inches deep? And why was the FBI called in the
search for Charles. In twenty sixteen, Stephen mccullor wrote an
article on his brother's case. It reads quote, if only
those broken shinbones could have talked to us, what do
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you think they would say? I bet they'd say something
like this. I hitched to ride with this creepy guy
who stole my camera of it in money and then
took my life. Then, on a clear day of the
dead of winter, he hauled my body into the remotest
part of Crater Lake, took my shirt and boots off,
and set me up on a log and left, figuring
the animals would destroy the evidence by spring. And hey,
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I guess it worked because the cops ruled the death
to be.
Speaker 2 (25:19):
From natural causes. My dad doesn't buy it, though.
Speaker 1 (25:23):
Quote At the time of this recording, there have been
no new developments in the sad case of Charles mccullor.
Next up a seventy year old mystery in Crater Lake
National Park. On July twenty first, nineteen fifty two, while
searching for missing United Service Motors executives on a beautiful
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sunny summer's day at Crater Lake National Park, a group
of part time park workers found the bodies of the
two men who have been murdered execution style. Their neckties
have been used as gags and remained in their mouths
because this case had been solved seven years ago.
Speaker 2 (26:02):
First, let's take a look at who they were.
Speaker 1 (26:05):
The men found on the trail that day were fifty
three year old Charles Patrick Cohaney of Detroit, Michigan and
fifty six year old Albert Marston Jones of San Francisco, California.
Both men were United Service Motor Executives and ancillary company
of General Motors. The men were at Greater Lake National
Park to do some sight seeing and have a relaxing day.
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They'd been in town attending meetings in Klamath Falls for
the company. Both men wanted to do some fishing at
the Union Creek area and had made plans to meet
up with business associates John Vaughn, Frank Everlyn, and Evelyn's
thirteen year old son. The fishing trip would be later
in the day as well, as Evelyn had to work
half day before they could close the shop. As the
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local men made their way to the fishing spot, they
passed the South Park entrance around three pm and saw
Albert Jones car, a nineteen fifty one green Pontiac, sitting
on the side of the road on Highway sixty two.
This was near the Anti Creek Canyon area. Jones and
Kohane weren't in the car, nor around the area. As
Vaughn and Evelin pulled up alongside the car, they could
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see the passenger door Ajar, which seemed to be off
to them. Exiting their vehicle, they called out for Jones
and Kohaney, but never got an answer. Luggage could be
seen from the window, as well as a camera sitting
on the seat, and the car keys still hung from
the ignition. Boughn touched the of the car and found
it to still be warm. The three men stood around
talking for a bit, waiting for the others to possibly return.
(27:32):
Around an hour later, and having searched a little in
themedate area, two of the three men left to go
call for help AI. The third remained with the car
just in case they returned. While the two men were gone, Evelyn,
who was waiting at the car, heard another car approaching.
He says, one car came through, crunching gravel, didn't really
took off fast. I didn't think much about it at
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the time, but now I wonder if that was them,
and they were returning to the car and saw someone
inside it and adios, let's get out. Once alerted, rangers
started to search that day for the missing men. One
of the searchers that day was a man named Rex Ash,
and he was the one who found the bodies. We
were working west from the highway, all spread out about
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twenty feet apart. He recalls, I thought, old lordy, there
they are. It was a really hot summer day, and
then started to bloat. I'd never seen a dead body before.
Ash alerted the other searchers to the fight, and they
all came rushing over. It was a bunch of kids
and everyone was gathering around to see what was happening.
Ash went on to say, we might have accidentally destroyed
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some of the evidence. We didn't touch anything, but we
tore up the terrain quite a bit. One remember of
the search crew, took his camera out and started taking pictures.
He stepped over Jones and Koheney and around them and
practically got in their faces. He had plans to sell
these to True Crime magazine and make a fortune, but
fortunately the FBI took them away, recalled John Owens, another
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one of the searchers. Owings and Ash were tasked was
staying with the bodies until officials could arrive. We were
sitting there, scared to death, wondering which one of us
was going to be next to Owings, recounted it was
one of the worst nights of my life. Ash and
Owens finished out the summer at the park and returned
to their respective homes. On Monday, July twenty first, nineteen
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fifty two or three twenty seven pm, an FBI agent
and Oregon State Police Private LW. Heron arrived at the
murder scene and took over the investigation. Kolheny was the
first to be processed. He was laying on his back,
legs out and right arm across his chest. His dentures
were in his shirt pocket. He had been shot once
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in the back of his head, and in addition to
the gunshot wound, his growing area was bruised. Jones' fate
was similar. He was also on his back, feet towards Koheney,
arms by his side, Bruce groin and a single gunshot
wound to the back of his head. But set jones
injuries apart from Koheney was his skull was fractured. Both
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men were shoeless, but their socked feet were clean. Their
ties had been used as gags. Also, both men had
been robbed, as their watches and money was missing, and
one man's pair of shoes were nowhere to be found.
A few other clues were found at the scene. Stay
true for Heron, who has since passed away, was quote
fascinated by the case and worked on it initially until
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the FBI took over. He talked about it and looked
into it for a couple of years now. That's according
to his wife, Ruth Herron, now seventy seven and still
living in Klamath Falls. Aaron had suspected the killers were
a couple of men named John Wesley Cole and Kenneth Moore,
both of Chiliquin. A few years before the Jones Kolhaney murders,
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Moore had been convicted of tying up and robbing two
trappers in the woods.
Speaker 2 (30:48):
A woman came forward with.
Speaker 1 (30:50):
A story saying that Moore had confessed to the murders
and had told her late husband this was according to
osp reports, justice would come swift and harsh to Colin
Moore if they were in fact guilty of the murders.
They were both found frozen to death in Klamouth County
in nineteen sixty two. However, Aaron had suspected the two
men because they were outlaws around that air at the
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time that the Kolhenian Jones murders occurred. Days after the murders,
the police talked over two hundred park employees and took
statements from several people that had been in the area.
One of those people was Lincoln Lenz. His initial report
read he Lenz was driving canned goods to the lodge
that he drove a truck for on July nineteen, nineteen
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fifty two. He says he saw two men wearing work
clothes with two other men that were described as white
collar types. The member being led into the woods for
the executives, who were later found dead. As he continued
down the road towards the lodge, he heard what he
described as two firecracker type bangs.
Speaker 2 (31:51):
Later that day, Lenz.
Speaker 1 (31:52):
Was followed and harassed by two scruffy looking men who
also followed him the next day. This is what made
him surmise they were the killers. Linz gave a description
of the men. The old one was the most distinctive.
He wore a beaded belt that appeared to spell out Ralph.
He had a tattoo of bikini clad female on his
right forearm, and he was missing a finger. Linz said
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the FBI has just missed the story and called him
a smart ellie. If the FBI had come back to me,
I could have showed them even where the killer's car
had been parked and beer cans that might have had
their fingerprints. He recounted he was able to remember more
details after the initial interview. After the lodge had closed
in the fall and I returned to the University of Oregon.
I tried to contact the agent several more times. They
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never returned my calls, possibly because they thought it was
impossible for me to see them walking those guys into
the forest and hearing the gunshots, even though the area
was a.
Speaker 2 (32:44):
Quarter of a mile off the highway.
Speaker 1 (32:47):
Two days after the murders, a man that gave a
fake identification J. D. Horney, that has supposedly lived at
five point thirty six Plum Street and met Fron, Oregon,
made a long distance call from a payphone at the
Southern Pacific Railroad depot at one fifteen pm. He asked
the operator to put the call through the garage, the
only one in Fort Klamath, a small community near Crater Lake.
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The operator contacted the FBI after hearing of the murders
to let them know about the strange phone call and
the even streasuer request made by the caller. She recounted
that the man seemed rather angry, like he wanted to
take my head off. Because she wasn't able to put
the call through until one forty five later that afternoon,
the business called Wilmer Garage was closed until then. When
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he finally got through the garage, she told the owners
that a friend of his name Jones, was in the
hospital and needed his car picked up from the park
and stored at their garage until he got out. He
said the keys were in the ignition. The police quickly
descended on the area where the call was placed from,
but no one was there. However, a train depot worker
was able to give a description to the caller. He
was around five to seven, sandy colored hair, slender, and
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was wearing a brightly colored shirt that was yellow and
red with short sleeves. The police checked out to name
an address the caller gave, but both were fake. Fingerprints
were taken from the receiver and the coins inside the phone. However,
no one was ever identified. In nineteen ninety four, the
granddaughter one of the murdered men had a different take
on what happened. While going through her late mother's belongings,
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she discovered two letters that were written but unsent. One
stated that she, the daughter, thought it was an organized hit.
The letter read, I think they the Santos gang, saw
the fancy car and it was a case of robbery.
Even though people say there is more to it than that,
I just don't think so. I think it was Jack Santo, EMMITTT. Perkins,
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and Barbara Graham and their gang. Their method of operation
fits and their motive was always robbery. This particular gang
was executed in nineteen fifty five for other murders. Retired
med for police officer Bob Allen said the FBI swooped
in and took over the case because it happened in
a national park. All they could do was speculate about
why and who had committed such a crime. Didn't sound
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like anyone from around here. Allan said. The town's horset
crime up to that point were safe roppers and bad
check writers. Last spring, Cheryl Housey, forty seven, was taking
class at Roade Community College when she heard about the
Creater Lake murders and decided to write a paper on them.
She spent over three months investigating the deaths. Her extensive
report is now part of the files at the Southern
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Oregon Historical Society. Claydy was a big muckety muck with
the company and there were problems with the union. Back
then it was a hit. She gave the presentation on
the murders at the Klamath County Museum. A little over
thirty seniors showed up. The last man to walk in
was what was described as a suspicious looking man in
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a long shirt. She said Howsey's thread noticed the man
because the way he studied the names and the guest
book so intensely, and he was missing a finger. As
of this recording, the Crater Lake murders remained unsolved. Last up,
we have the legend of the Missing Prospector, the story
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of the lost cabin Mine. The cabin and a prospector
known as set them Up is a legend about an
area of land not too far from Crater Lake, where
it was said that the man named set him Up
has successful prospects of the gold rush that was hitting
the area. The legend, as recited by a group of
California prospectors from days gone by, was told like this.
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The argument over the first white man to discover Crater
Lake has been disputed for years. In the eighteen forties,
it was said to have been discovered by John C. Fremont,
while others claim it wasn't until eighteen fifty three. At
that time, Oregon's first major gold rush to hit the area,
and prospectors came from all around chomping at the bit
to find their riches. Having already found the Jackson Creek area,
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new prospectors pushed further into the wilderness looking for a
rumored lost cabin mine that was said to be chock
full of gold. A group of men from California owned
a plot of land that said to have a small
cabin had a gold mine that produced there's a lot
of gold on it. One day, the organ men that
owned the land came under attack by local natives, and
to protect their gold, buried a horde of it to
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keep the natives from taking it. Three of the four
men were killed. The loan survivor was said to have
divulged certain landmarks to set them up leading to where
the cabin and buried treasure were. Soon after the man
gave the information out, he disappeared as well. Either man
has ever been found, and the cabin in mines whereabouts
are still a mystery to this day. Years later, a
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group of prospectors, also from California, were relaxing in a
local saloon one night, telling stories of their successes and
drinking their fill of whiskey. One of the men, having
had consumed more than needed to loosen his lips, was
telling his group about the legends of the lost miner,
the cabin and the gold mine, and the riches contained
at the mine. As well as the cabin, the miner
was said to return to town with pockets full of
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gold from prospecting the area. The miner only noticed set
them up because that was how he always greeted people
when he came into the local saloon. Was rumored to
have a cabin with maps of the missing mind and
a loot of gold within. When the old miner would
need something, he would come to town with pockets full
of gold nuggets from his secret mind. The man also
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spoke about set them up. Having gone missing under strained circumstances.
He was headed off into the woods with a couple
of shady characters from Jacksonville that were known thieves. Sitting
not too far from the California men. A local prospecting
group overheard the man's tail and took notice, glancing at
each other from around the table as they tossed back
a strong shot of whiskey. The men leaned into each
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other and quietly started to devise their plan. They would
follow the Californians to the mine, and hey, if they
found the old man along the way, even better, they
would be town heroes, and maybe he would tell them
where the mine was, for their troubles were searching for
This search for the lost mind and cabin would lead
to the discovery of Crater Lake, but for now, both
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groups of men had gold in their sides. They would
look for the missing prospector and his rumored loot, But
little did they know the journey they were about to
embark upon but almost caused them to become missing as well. Now,
the lost cabin mine wasn't exactly said to be specifically
in the Crater Lake area. Other sources said it was
actually in California, and the missing miner would return home
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to Jacksonville with his goal to throw off any would
be thieves or snoopy men looking to find this secret mine.
But as big as a California group had prospected all
over that state and found nothing that resembled the landscape
said didn't have it the lost cabin nor mine. They
were convinced it was an Oregon and specifically just a
few miles from where they sat. It said that as
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soon as the California group left for their search, the
organ group collected provisions and set out hot on their
trail to share and the imagined well. The Orgon party
had eleven men and the California party had four. Not
long after both parties set out, they discovered each other
and it became a game of cat and mouse. The
California group would cut through the thick brush, spread out
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from each other, and then double back to confuse the
organ group. The now large group of men had been
searching for the cabin and gold for days. Their provisions
began to dwindle, so truce was called and the men
joined each other in order to survive. Realizing they had
wanted off their objective, but failing to realize just how
far they were passed where they were wanted to be,
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they were getting dangerously closed to the Rogue River. It
was decided at this point the healthier, stronger men in
the group would forge ahead while the others turned back
with the men that were continuing left the camp. They
had no way of knowing just how close one of
them would come to death that day, and would watch
another man die. While riding on a small trail on
a sloping mountain, one of the men soon came upon
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a rim of a lake thought to be Klamath Lake,
but it was actually Crater Lake. He was within feet
of falling off the edge before his mule stopped. I
was convinced that had I been on a blind meal,
I would have ridden right over the edge to my death,
delman stated. Each man looked on him wonder at the
lake and stated how beautiful it was, before making their
way back into the forest. The men returned to camp
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and contemplated what to call the lake they had just found.
Two names were chosen. Mysterious Lake and Deep Blue Lake
were the last of the two names chosen as a
final name. The men documented their fine by writing each
of their names on a piece of paper and fixing
the paper to a stick at the rim of the lake.
It was decided they would return to Jacksonville, as they
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hadn't found the lost miner the cabin nor the gold.
The men returned to Jacksonville the next day. Some were
excited over the fine of the lake, and others just
didn't seem to care. By the time they had made
it back, most of the men were so exhausted and
famished they couldn't even call the direction of the lake.
The other men just didn't care. A few years later,
Hillman would return to the area where the lake had
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been discovered. He had agreed to take a group of
people to see it, as word had spread by then
and people had become curious. Legend has it that as
Hillman approached the edge of Crater Lake this time, his
horse lost its bounce and fell over the side. Hilman
and the horse died at the scene. The lake had
tried to claim him the first time he had come,
and was successful this time. A local Native American medicine
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man was quoted as saying, if that lake wants you,
it will find a way to take you. It's cursed. Well, friends,
there you have it. What do you think of these
true stories from Crater Lake? I look forward to your comments,
but please keep it friendly and respectful. In the meanwhile,
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be good to yourselves and each other and I'll see
you just a little further down the trail. I'm Steve
Stockton and i'll talk to you next time. Tell your animal,
Steve says Hi.
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