Showing posts with label Old West. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Old West. Show all posts

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Review by Sarver Marshall Trimble Interview


Marshall Trimble, Arizona’s Official State Historian Honored by “Spirit of the Old West Alive”
By Karen Michelle Sarver

Marshall Trimble, Arizona’s Official State Historian, was honored with a “Spirit of the Old West Alive” award Nov. 5 at the Bison Western Museum in Scottsdale.
LeeAnn Sharpe, director of the program, presented the award following her videotaped interview of Marshall. The video is the first in the lecture series, “People Who Keep the Spirit of the Old West Alive,” created to promote the history of the West both online and in museums nationwide.
The interview, accompanied by a slide show, focused on Marshall’s life as a teacher, historian, and musician. While Marshall is certainly all of those—and more--the presentation proved he is also a man with a lot of friends.
The late Senator Barry Goldwater was one of them.
Marshall met Barry Goldwater in 1972 when the senator spoke at Scottsdale’s Coronado High School where Marshall was teaching Southwest history.
Marshall said he and the senator became friends that day, “and we were friends until the day he died.”
Following his introduction of Goldwater at the high school, Marshall said he went on to introduce the senator “on the Barry Goldwater Lecture Series for more than twenty-odd years.”
“We never talked politics,” Marshall said. “Barry had this whole other side; he liked to talk about Arizona history…we always talked history. That suited him and it suited me too.”
Another of Marshall’s friends was Henry Cordes, grandson of German immigrant John Henry Cordes who established the town that bears his name in 1883, and became its first postmaster.
Marshall’s family met Henry when their 1936 Ford broke down in Cordes.
“Not Cordes Junction, Henry Cordes’ town,” Marshall clarified. “We lived there for two, three, four days. We were the guests of Henry Cordes.”
He added, “I think the population of Cordes was one.”
Besides a politician and a town founder, Marshall’s list of friends included an Academy Award winner: Ben Johnson.
Marshall called Johnson, who acted in “The Wild Bunch,” “Shane,” “ Junior Bonner” and other westerns “one of the best storytellers.”
The two men camped together in Monument Valley for a week for an “Arizona Highways” piece that Marshall was writing about the actor.
“Other than his loud snoring, we had a very wonderful time,” Marshall said. “You met him and it felt like you knew him all your life.”
Marshall said that when he heard the news of Johnson’s death in 1996 he had to pull his car off to the side of the road to gather his thoughts.
“He was just that kind of guy. I’ll never forget him.”
But one of the Official State Historians dearest friends is Arizona Official State Balladeer Dolan Ellis. Marshall and Dolan have performed together since about 1978.
“He’s a great guy, like Ben Johnson,” Marshall said, “to know him is to love him.”
Marshall recalled that when he “went down with a heart issue” and couldn’t make his performances, Dolan called him, asking if Marshall had any shows he needed covered.
“I said, ‘Yeah, all of ‘em.”
Marshall said Dolan drove “all over the place to cover my shows. And when the checks came in and I tried to give ‘em to him he wouldn’t take ‘em. We’re that kind of friends.”
Marshall concluded the interview with a reflection on his book signing for “Ash Fork,” his book about the history of his childhood hometown.
“The day… that the book came out and we went up there for the book signing, there was a blizzard,” Marshall said. “I started signing books at…noon and it snowed up at Flag. and Prescott—everywhere. And people came from as far away as Kingman and Flagstaff, through the storm to come to the book signing. And, those,” he said, “are friends.”
To learn more about Marshall Trimble, visit his website at www.marshalltrimble.com

Bob Boze Bell Featured November19th


The Spirit of the Old West Alive Announces
First Interview in Lecture Series

Bob Boze Bell Featured November19th at Bison Western Museum

Cowgirl Designs displays art and The 3000 Club Food Rescue benefits from auction

(SCOTTSDALE) – The Spirit of the Old West Alive lecture series continues November 19th, the second in a series to honor people who have “kept the spirit of the old west alive”. Bob Boze Bell Executive Editor of True West Magazine will be center stage interviewed about his life and times in Arizona.

The Spirit of the Old West Alive (SOWA) was founded by LeeAnn Sharpe with the purpose of collecting oral histories. “Too often we see the passing of significant people in our history without their stories being recorded. It means so much more to hear their stories directly from the source,” Sharpe comments.

Bison Western Museum is an excellent partner in the SOWA program as their goal is also related to gathering history of the southwest. The lectures will be presented in their theatre seating 125 people.

Also sponsoring the event is the Wild West Gazette dedicated to promoting Arizona history, education and tourism. Sharpe as Editor of the publication had little trouble convincing Publisher Sid Hagel to jump onboard.

Sponsors also include photographer Karin Johnson of Cowgirl Designs who will auction some of her horse photography art work to benefit the designated charity for the evening, The 3000 Club Food Rescue (www.the3000club.org).

The 3000 Club Food Rescue, with founder Lon Taylor and Ethel Luzario, do incredible work transporting produce that can not make it to market to food banks that would be otherwise sent to landfills. Their program makes a major impact feeding the hungry with high quality nutritious produce. A portion of the proceeds from the SOWA lecture will support their efforts.

Sharpe says, “I hope to build an archive of stories that combine to tell the history of Arizona. The lectures will be entertaining evenings for anyone interested in cowboy western art, music, history and lifestyle. It’s also a great opportunity for business and social networking! We had 88 people attend our event for Marshall Trimble on Nov 5th and expect a similar crowd for this event.”

Bob Boze Bell is a historian, a humorist, a storyteller, and as True West editor has brought the history of the old west to people all over the world. It seems only fitting that he should be the among the first to be honored as one of the people who keep the “Spirit of the Old West Alive.”

Bison Western Museum is located at 16641 N. 91st St., Scottsdale, AZ (just north of Bell Road) Parking is free and admission is a $15 donation to benefit our selected charities. Cocktail hour begins at 6pm and the program will begin at 7pm and last until 9pm.

Saturday, September 06, 2008

Spirit of the Old West Alive




Introduction
As much as we love the
"American Old West"
the very things we love about it are disappearing every day.
That's why capturing the stories of the old west,
straight from the
"People Who Have Kept
the Spirit of the Old West Alive"
is an important project.

“Spirit of the Old West Alive” is a project
co-sponsored by the Bison Museum in Scottsdale.


We will be moderating a series of lectures on “People Who Keep the Spirit of the West Alive” to be audience viewed and video taped oral histories. The edited videos will be played online and around the country in museums promoting the history of the west. They will go into archives for future historians. This all starts in October 2008 and the series of lectures should run through at least 2012, Arizona’s Centennial.

As I think of the people who keep the “Spirit of the Old West Alive” I thought of you. You know someone whose efforts keep the time honored spirit of the west. Or you know a company that would want to sponsor these lectures. Or you know a charitable organization that would like to share these evenings to spread their message and raise funds. If you are interested please contact me so we can begin planning and scheduling a time for your participation in any of the three opportunities mentioned above.

Join us as we interview and record oral histories before they fade away...

I would also appreciate your spreading the word to your friends about
“People Who Keep the Spirit of the Old West Alive!”


Thank you for your kind consideration of participation in this worthy project.
LeeAnn Sharpe, Spirit of the Old West Alive
602-565-5785 cell
PO Box 6536
Glendale, AZ 85312-6536

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Sharlot Herself: Selected Writings of Sharlot Hall


Book Review
By LeeAnn Sharpe

Sharlot Herself: Selected Writings of Sharlot Hall Edited by Nancy Kirkpatrick Wright with an introduction by Margaret F. Maxwell Illustrations by Carlos Parra Copyright 1992 by Sharlot Hall Museum 415 W. Gurley Street Prescott, AZ 86301
ISBN 0-927579-04-9 Sharlot Hall books can be ordered at phone: 928.445.3122.


Recently my friend Bob Roloff, the Arizona Duuude, introduced me to the writings of Sharlot Hall. First I read her biography by Margaret F. Maxwell, “A Passion For Freedom: The Life of Sharlot Hall”, “Cactus and Pine” and then the Arizona Strip book. Finally I have completed the series with the “Sharlot Herself: Selected Writings of Sharlot Hall”, Edited by Nancy Kirkpatrick Wright.

With each book I have come to love Sharlot Hall more. Her dedication to the state of Arizona and love of early history runs parallel to the course I have set for my own life. Sharlot’s way of turning a phrase using the jargon of the western cowboy and Arizona pioneer makes her stories especially interesting.

It is almost beyond belief that a woman of her era was able to travel so extensively and participate in so many daring and adventurous activities generally associated with men. As a young girl she rode her pony with her pioneering family from Kansas to Lonesome Valley Arizona outside Prescott. That in itself led to many adventures and strengthened her spirit.

Her chauvinistic, self-centered, brute of a father probably did her a favor in setting her mind against marriage at an early age. Seeing how her mother was merely his property and slave, worked to death without the affection due as reward for her commitment, Sharlot vowed never to be yoked by any man.

Perhaps once or twice she felt genuine affection for men in her life, but they didn’t see her as wifely material, not that she was interested. Rather she was almost an intellectual equal or student to sit at their feet and learn, take advice and fawn over their ideas.

Samuel Putnam, a proponent of the Free Thought Movement who lectured in Prescott in 1895 caught her eye and she became an ardent follower until his death just a year later. Her poems reflected her deep love for him and regret that he was gone from her life forever. At the same time she seemed almost angry with him that he was gone or maybe more that she had fallen for him so deeply. It must have hurt her knowing he was traveling with a young woman much like herself. But then the woman has died in the same gas accident as Putnam.

Her life was filled with exciting men of history including the renowned publisher Charles F. Lummis, the last Arizona territorial governor Richard E. Sloan, first state governor George W.P. Hunt, President Calvin Coolidge and artist Maynard Dixon.

Sharlot Herself: Selected Writings of Sharlot Hall presents many of Sharlot’s previously unpublished bits and pieces of prose and letters into the context of her life at that time. It helps to flesh out the character of this rugged individualist with a unique talent for throwing a lariat to lasso up just the right words to express her feelings and experiences. When she went north to the Arizona Strip she went through territory few people had traveled. Her descriptions of nature; flora, fauna and geology aroused the interests of many businessmen looking at the area for mining and lumbering potential.

Each of the books mentioned above would be of interest to anyone with a love for early Arizona history. Reading about a brave adventurous woman like Sharlot Hall is inspirational.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

SHARLOT HALL ON THE ARIZONA STRIP


Book Review
By LeeAnn Sharpe

SHARLOT HALL ON THE ARIZONA STRIP: A Diary of a Journey Through Northern Arizona in 1911 by Sharlot M. Hall, edited by C. Gregory Crampton, foreword by Valeen Tippetts Avery published by Sharlot Hall Museum 415 W. Gurley Street Prescott, AZ 86301. Revised edition, © 1999 112 pp., photograph, map ISBN: 0-927579-08-1
$14.95, paperback. This book has just gone out of print. Other Sharlot Hall books can be ordered at phone: 928.445.3122.

You think you know everything about your home state until you read the words of a traveler who walked the state step-by-step discovering intimate details known no other way. Some of the way was in a buckboard, but she enjoyed walking ahead, even running on occasion to enjoy the freedom of being one with nature alone in the wilderness.

Sharlot Hall and Al Doyle walked every inch of the trails in the Arizona Strip, the area north of the Grand Canyon. It was in a time, 1910, when trails were few, rugged and treacherous at best. It was in a time when women seldom left the comforts of home, unless absolutely necessary. But Sharlot Hall of her own free will and desire took on the role of historian and adventurer to document the area before Arizona was even a state.

When my friend Bob Roloff, the Arizona Duuude, wrote of his love for the writing of Sharlot Hall it made me curious. First I read her biography by Margaret F. Maxwell, “A Passion For Freedom: The Life of Sharlot Hall”, and her book of poems “Cactus and Pine”. Then I had to read “Sharlot Hall: the Arizona Strip” by Sharlot Hall.

I’d always thought of myself as a fairly brave and adventurous spirit, raised as tom boy, the son my father never had. I’ve hiked, hunted, fished and camped all of my life. Arizona has been a wonderful playground in which to explore and learn about nature and history, especially back in the 1950’s and 1960’s when much of the state was still barely inhabited.

But what it must have been for Sharlot Hall and Al Doyle to travel from Prescott to Kingman, Flagstaff, to Tuba City and up to Lee’s Ferry. They went across the Colorado River to the Arizona Strip and the Painted Desert, the Kaibab Plateau, Fredonia and the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.

Her descriptions of the flowers and trees, the mountains and trails and every living creature they encountered were fascinating. Thrilling were her descriptions of wagons swallowed whole in raging rivers and strong oxen teams washed downstream never to be seen again. The incredible muscle and will it took to move equipment and supplies to remote mines and construction projects at a snails pace make it hard to imagine getting anything accomplished. But they did and we reap the benefits today.

Sharlot may not have known at the time, but while she traveled the state as the official Arizona Territorial Historian, appointed by Governor Richard Sloan, the October 1910 Constitutional Convention was meeting in Phoenix to plan the preliminary document that would lead to Arizona’s statehood. As a direct result of Hall’s appointment which had generated criticism at the time, a provision to deny suffrage to women, and another stating only qualified voters could hold public office were insert into the state constitution. Thus when Sharlot returned her position was in question and her termination came when Governor George W.P. Hunt was sworn in as the first Arizona state governor. Still she remains the only woman to serve public office in the Arizona Territory.

She may have been born a woman but she was not going to let the dictates of a male dominated society tell her what she could and could not do with her own life. She continued to take risks, write about all she saw, run a ranch until her father’s death, and took a dilapidated territorial governors mansion and restored it into what is now one of the foremost historical museums in the state today.

Sharlot Hall once said, "There is something better than making a living--making a life." And so she lived her life.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Pioneer Restaurant and Saloon

Pioneer Restaurant and Saloon
Dining Review
By Cowgirl Connoisseur


The old time cowboy restaurant is almost a thing of the past with all of the modern development taking over much of Arizona’s cowboy country.

Pioneer Restaurant and Saloon located at I-17 Exit #225 west on Pioneer Road can still hold claim to good old-fashioned cowboy food and entertainment. They claim to be “Where Arizona’s Old West is re-discovered and the taste of Arizona’s new west is found”

Pioneer Restaurant and Saloon sits on the Pioneer Living History Museum old west town property, although you can enter the restaurant without going into the museum proper. Many events combine the restaurants food with everything from weddings, corporate parties to the September Wild Western Festival. www.wildwesternfestival.com

Open Wednesday through Sunday, 6am to 9pm, Pioneer serves up breakfast, lunch and dinner in a comfortable old west style dining room and bar. Sunday they have an All-U-Can-Eat Buffet Breakfast sure to satisfy any appetite from Hoss to Little Joe. Thursday night is All-U-Can-Eat Spaghetti & Meatballs, darn near featured in every Clint Eastwood Spaghetti Western. Friday night is the “Famous” All-U-Can-Eat Fish Fry. Gather up your posse of family and friends for this one! Saturday night is Prime Rib and All the Fixin’s. The food has always been of generous portions and cooked to your request.

Friday through Sunday you can enjoy entertainment from honkey-tonk piano to cowboy singers. Pioneer can also host your parties for weddings, corporate events or team building. Bring your out-of-town guests in for a taste of the old west. Their website at www.westerndestinations.com tells you all about a variety of activities available.
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Alchesay National Fish Hatchery & William Hart Alchesay

Alchesay National Fish Hatchery & William Hart Alchesay
A forgotten part of Arizona history
by Lee Sharpe

One day we took the turnoff for Alchesay National Fish Hatchery, four miles north of Whiteriver between Mileposts 342 and 343 of AZ 73. A signed paved road heads northeast along Whiteriver a little over 4 miles to the site. Dad wanted to show the kids where all of the fish we had been catching and eating all summer came from. The Hatchery was magical with millions of trout from tadpoles are raised to 6 to 8 inch fish ready to be distributed in the local lakes and rivers.

We were camping along Whiteriver for the summer. Dad went back to Phoenix to work during the week while Mom and the kids stayed in a small trailer in a campground. It was heaven on earth for kids. Dad would return with supplies each Friday and take us on adventures. His knowledge of history meant long talks about the various historical markers, camps and sites.

Alchesay Hatchery specializes in raising small native, rainbow, brown, and cutthroat trout of 6–8 inches. Visitors are welcome to view exhibits and stroll along a self-guided tour on 7 a.m.–3:30 p.m.

Alchesay was the name of a famous Sierra Blanc Apache Indian Scout. Chief (Sgt.) William Hart Alchesay, b. 1853 d. August 6, 1928, served as a Sergeant in Company A, United States Army Indian Scouts in the Wars with the Plains Indians. He was awarded the Congressional Medal Of Honor for his bravery during the Winter of 1872-1873, in the Tonto Basin Campaigns. His citation reads “Gallant conduct during campaigns and engagements with Apaches”. One of 14 Native Americans who were awarded the Medal of Honor during the Indian Wars, Alchesay’s Medal was awarded on April 12, 1875, the result of a personal recommendation from General George Crook.

Later he became a respected Chief of the White Mountain Apache Indians, and participated in the 1886 Campaign that ultimately ended in the capture of Geronimo. A respected counselor to Indian Agents, Alchesay even met with President Grover Cleveland to discuss Indian issues. General Crook’s aide, Captain John G. Bourke (also a Medal of Honor recipient), described Chief Alchesay as “a perfect Adonis in figure, a mass of muscle and sinew of wonderful courage, great sagacity, and as faithful as an Irish hound”.

Alchesay is buried at the Fort Apache Indian Reservation Cemetery in Whiteriver Arizona.
Jim, Blanquet, Elsatsoosh, Kelsay, Kosoha, Machol , Nannasaddie and Nantaje also received the Medal of Honor during the Indian Campaigns. Alchesay is honored in the Arizona Veteran’s Hall of Fame. To this day the Alchesay name is common among the Whiteriver Apache tribes. In fact, the Whiteriver High School is names Alchesay. There’s an Alchesay Canyon and Bridge along Hwy 88 mile post 241.

Sources:
http://www.homeofheroes.com/moh/citations_1865_ind/alchesay.html
http://www.arizonahandbook.com/white.htm
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=6404098
http://www.homeofheroes.com/hometownheroes/az.html
William Alchesay: JAN 06 Arizona Highways
http://www.arizonahighways.com/page.cfm?name=Disc_MagRef_People&page=2
http://nativenews.net/nnn_history2003.shtml
http://www.azdvs.gov/Files/Hall%20of%20Fame/HoF%20Nomination%20Packet%2007.pdf
http://www.mccoy.army.mil/vtriad_online/11121999/red%20cloud.htm
http://www.buffalosoldier.net/IndianWarAfricanAmericanIndianScoutMedalofHonorRecipients.htm
http://www.worldcatlibraries.org/search?q=su%3AAlchesay.&qt=hot_subject
A visit to the Arizona Capitol Museum revealed several more facts about William Hart Baha Alchesay.
The Arizona Legionnaire Newspaper had an article on July 24, 1978 that displayed a picture of Alchesay with a rifle. It mentioned, “he made frequent trips to Washington DC on behalf of the Indians. Through his actions Indians were paid a fair price for their land. Senator Carl Hayden was a great friend and made sure they got fair treatment
A book Alchesay, written by Col HB Wharfield brought forth many details of Alchesay’s life.
A copy of the Medal of Honor citation is on display at Alchesay High School in White River, AZ.
The Mesa Tribune 8/13/73 page 11 article by Frank Tyndall, of Mesa, and State Director of the Medal of Honor History Roundtable discussed erecting a marker on Alchesay’s grave in White River Arizona. He comments he has the support of two of Alchesay’s grandsons and great grandson and great granddaughter. The White River Apache tribe agreed to pay the expenses for materials. He commented about the honor that should be given to Alchesay for his efforts in securing the surrender of Geronimo. Alchesay was always a peacemaker and a friend to the white man. He told his people, “Learn the ways of the white man but stay true to the beliefs of the Indians.”
Tyndall also wrote to the US Postmaster to urge the creation of a postage stamp honoring Alchesay.
According to a letter from the Bureau of Indian Affairs Department of the Interior dated Dec 6, 1957, Chief Baha Alchesay as he was known by his own people, was the last hereditary chief of the Apache. When he died on Oct. 11, 1952 at 67 years of age, he was widely recognized as the last in a long line of great chiefs. His funeral was attended by Arizona Governor Pyle.
No chief replaced Alchesay in his family line. He believed the time in history had passed for passing on the title in the hereditary line. Now the democratic process better fit the demands of the modern world. Since the Reorganization Act of 1934, an elected chairman had officially managed the tribes affairs. But they had never gone against Alchesay’s wishes. Unable to speak English Alchesay had to work through interpreters.
Born in approximately 1853, of the Red Rock Strata Clan, named for the red cliffs on the east side upper slopes of Carrizo Creek near the mouth of Mud Creek, Alchesay’s birthplace was near Limestone Creek. His Uncle Pedro was the chief at the time. Pedros cousins Molly and Cora were both married to white scouts, one names Corydon Eliphalet Cooley.
Pedro had recently negotiated a deal with Chief Diablo for more land for the tribe. They had moved in early 1850 from their haven in the Turnbull Mountains area to the Upper Carrizo in the general region of Forestdale. The land Diablo allotted them was 8 miles north of the present day White River agency office.
When Alchesay was a scout for General Cook, he was armed with a .50-70 Springfield rifle and a .50 caliber Spencer Model 1865 carbine. He was under the command of Capt. (Bur Major) George M. Randall in charge Company I, 23rd Infantry. They left Camp Apache in late November 1872 moving out along the Crook Trial south into Tonto Junction with the Salt River on to Camp McDowell.
In March 27, 1873, under Capt Randall along with Scout Cooley took over a large Rancheria on top of Turret Mountain (Peak) south of Camp Verde capturing renegades. Three days prior the group of renegades had killed three white men, including George Taylor, in Wickenburg.
The summer of 1873, Alchesay deserted the Army on June 10th but surrendered on September 1st. It was common for Indian scouts to go home or wander off during the summer when hunting was poor. The time off didn’t seem to bother their superiors and a simple apology mended their record.
Family was a big part of life in the Apache communities. Alchesay’s first wife was tah-jon-nay. He had two children with her, a son Wheeler and a daughter Nellie Benito. His second wife was Dora who gave him six children. Herbert, Sidney, Otto, Eva, Nancy and MaryAnn.
Wheeler’s daughter Genevieve Baha was employed by the Phoenix Bureau of Indian Affairs for many years and provided much of the information for Wharfield’s book on her grandfather.
Most of the children took the Baha name with only MaryAnn taking the Baha-Alchesay name. Eva married Isaac Kessay. The Alchesay name is widely known in Apache country today.

Bloody Basin and Native American History
Bloody Basin and the Tonto National Forest have a rich heritage reaching thousands of years into the past. Originally home to several prehistoric Indian groups who hunted and gathered wild plants in the Mazatzal Mountains and Sierra Ancha and along the Salt and Verde Rivers and their tributaries, it was colonized more than a thousand years ago by a related group of people known today as the Hohokam. The Hohokam were accomplished farmers, craftsmen, traders, and warriors who built large towns and villages and dug hundreds of miles of irrigation canals along the Salt and Gila Rivers around Phoenix. Centuries of trade and conflict then gave rise to several distinctive new cultures, the best known of which is the Salado people of Tonto Basin. About 600 years ago, the effects of several hundred years of droughts, floods, and warfare took their toll on the Salado, the Hohokam, and their neighbors, and most of these people left the Tonto area, never to return.
Later, the Apache, members of the southern branch of the Athapaskan linguistic family, arrived in the area, emigrating from the Mackenzie River Valley of western Canada. The Apache fought with their neighbors, the Maricopa, Yavapai, Havasupai, and Hualapai, descendants of the Hohokam, and later with the Anglo trappers, miners, cattlemen and settlers who followed in the mid-1800's. Of all the tribes in the area, the Tonto Apaches were perhaps the most feared. They showed little mercy to the interloping people, they were highly mobile, unpredictable, and difficult to capture. Further south, their cousin Geronimo eluded capture for years using similar tactics in similar terrain.
Along with the Yavapai, the Tonto Apaches were the dominant band in the area, and feared for their ferocity and endurance. As Anglo settlers moved into the area in the 1860's, they were constantly on guard against attacks from the Yavapai and Apaches, who lived primarily by hunting, gathering and raiding. In 1863, the Arizona Territory was created from the New Mexico Territory, and in 1865 the Army sent a small force of 300 volunteers from California and established Fort McDowell 18 miles east of Cave Creek in an effort to bring the Indians under control. Following Indian trails, the Army built roads linking Fort McDowell with Phoenix and Fort Whipple (present-day Prescott), which provided the access to this rugged country. The 4X4 trail we enjoy today are the result of the trails built by the Cavalry and early pioneers.
-The Army skirmished with the Indians for a decade, with mixed results. As a result of the public outcry, the military organized the Tonto Basin Campaign. The commandant of the operation was General George Crook, recently assigned [June 1871] to the Southwest after establishing his reputation as an Indian-fighter in the Snake War in Idaho and Oregon.
"During the winter of 1872-73, nine small, mobile detachments, using Apache scouts recruited from the reservations, crisscrossed the basin and the surrounding tablelands in constant pursuit of the militants. They wore down their quarry, forcing as many as 20 clashes, during which they killed about 200. One outfit, under captains William Brown and James Burns, won a decisive battle at Salt River Canyon on December 28, the Battle of Skull Cave, against a band of Yavapai hostiles who had fled their reservation at Camp Verde and hid out with the Apaches.
Patrols and skirmishes continued throughout January and February 1873, with Maj. Brown, Lieut. Frank Michler, Lieut. Albert E. Woodson, Capt. Thomas McGregor, among others, involved in clearing the Superstition Mountains. Bourke told of one engagement.
All through the Superstition Mountains, we worked as carefully as we had worked in the more northern portion on our trip to MacDowell, but we met with less success than we had anticipated; on the morning of the 15th of January, after a toilsome night-climb over rough mesas and mountains, we succeeded in crawling upon a small rancheria where the first rays of the sun had surmounted the eastern horizon; but the occupants were too smart for us and escaped, leaving three dead in our hands and thirteen captives-women and children; we also captured the old chief of the band, who, like his people, seemed to be extremely poor.
On 11 March a band of Tonto-Apache Indians attacked a party of three men, killing them all. One of the men was taken alive and tortured. According to Maj. Azor H. Nickerson, "They...took him up to a sheltered spot among the rocks, stripped him of his clothing, tied his hands behind him, fastened his feet together and commenced to torture him by shooting arrows into his naked body, taking care not to hit a vital spot."
The atrocity spurred a punitive expedition which tracked the hostiles to Turret Mountain. Here the Indians suffered another crushing defeat on 27 March 1873 when Capt. George M. Randall, 23d Infantry, led a charge into a unsuspecting rancheria on Turret Peak, killing twenty-six Indians.
According to Bourke:
Randall made his men crawl up the face of the mountain on hands and feet, to avoid all danger of making noise by the rattling of stones, and shortly after midnight had the satisfaction of seeing the glimmer of fires amid the rocks scattered about on the summit. He waited patiently until dawn, and then led the charge, the Apaches being so panic-stricken that numbers of the warriors jumped down the precipice and were dashed to death. This and the action in the cave in the Salt River Canon were the two affairs which broke the spirit of the Apache nation; they resembled each other in catching raiders just in from attacks upon the white settlements or those of friendly tribes, in surprising bands in strongholds which for generations had been invested with the attribute of impregnability, and in inflicting great loss with
comparatively small waste of blood to ourselves.
One further item needed to be cleared up for the operation to be a complete success. That was the defeat of the Tonto chief Delshay and his band. Delshay was variously known as Wahpoo-eta or Big Rump. Crook called him "The Liar" and Bourke knew him as the "Red Ant." The chief was described as being "An exceptionally large Indian with broad shoulders set high, which gave the impression that he stooped. In spite of his weight he was very agile and swift of foot. He seldom walked but "lumbered" along at a slow trot and was reputed to tire out even his swiftest runners. While many of the Indians wore ornaments, I do not recall any but Del-che who wore only a single pearl button in the lobe of the left ear. Asked why he wore only one in the left ear, he replied that one in the right ear would interfere with his bow or gun while
shooting." The heavy-shouldered Delshay was one of the most feared leaders in the Tonto Basin, so much hated by the whites that he was once shot by the post surgeon at Old Camp Reno for no apparent reason other than his presence presented the opportunity. His favored tactic, to avoid casualties, was to surrender to any American forces that threatened him, and then to return to the Mogollon Basin when he had the chance.
Capt. George M. Randall, thanks to his Indian Scouts, surrounded Delshay's camp on upper Canyon Creek on 25 April. As his command fired their first volley, Delshay waved a white truce flag, and with some misgiving, Randall accepted his surrender and took him into the White Mountain reservation. Delshay would flee that place, citing abuses by other Indians, and eventually wind up living at Camp Verde. General Crook, in his Autobiography, conveyed Delshay's reasons for surrendering this last time.
Delshay commenced crying and said he would do anything he would be ordered to do. He wanted to save his people, as they were starving. Every rock had turned into a soldier, and his people were hunted down as they never had been before. He had nothing to ask for but his life. He would accept any terms. He said he had had one hundred and twenty-five warriors last fall, and if anybody had told him he couldn't whip the world, he would have laughed at them, but now he had only twenty left. He said they used to have no difficulty in eluding the troops, but now the very rocks had gotten soft, they couldn't put their foot anywhere without leaving an impression by which we could follow, that they could get no sleep at nights, for should a coyote or a fox start a rock rolling during the night, they would get up and dig out, thinking it was we who were after them." 2
It was Crook's Tonto Campaign, and more specifically the Battle at Turret Peak, that resulted in the name "Bloody Basin" being given to this locale. The Battle of Turret Peak also resulted in the award of four Medal of Honor's being bestowed upon the troops of the 5th Cavalry.

Friday, October 13, 2006

2006 Mounted Shooters of America World Championships.Faye Leerssen, a 14-year-old


Faye Leerssen, a 14-year-old freshman from Scottsdale’s Desert Mountain High School, took the crown as Ladies Champion at the 2006 Mounted Shooters of America World Championships. Royce Anderson, of Incline NV, the seasoned veteran of many Champion titles, was Overall Men’s Champion.

Youth and experience won the day at the Mohave Crossing Arena in Bullhead AZ. Leerssen and her Paint horse “Chief” rode hard and clean to take her to the top of the sport. What’s most remarkable is that Chief required extensive surgery for an intestinal blockage in August of 2005, an operation many horses don’t survive. Not only did he survive, but with Faye’s gentle loving attention, he has returned to his fully competitive and now world champion form.

Scottsdale riding instructor Mariette Kort comments of her student, “Faye has gained so much self confidence in this sport. She is totally dedicated and has worked hard to achieve her goal.” Kort has been training Leerssen since the age of 6. She started learning the sport of mounted shooting when she was about 9-years-old.

The sport of mounted shooting combines top equestrian skills of riding with lead changes, rating a horse to the speed needed, making tight turns around barrels, and being able to strategize the best route within a course’s requirements based the horses ability; all of this while shooting a single action six gun loaded with a special black powder blank that breaks a balloon at about 10 to 15 feet. Only 5 chambers in the gun are loaded and competitors are required to shoot the first five targets in a pattern, change guns to engage the second five targets. This is an art in itself. Try holstering a gun at a full gallop and pulling another gun as you lead your horse around a barrel. It’s tougher than it looks and those balloons come up fast as you gallop the rundown towards the timer. It requires a combination of top equestrian skill and precision shooting. Top competitors can turn in times of 11 seconds!

To win a World Championship title requires years of experience and skill. And it requires a really fast and well-trained horse. “Faye is the only one to ever ride Chief. She has done all of the training herself,” says Kort. This is unusual as many top competitors often send their horses to the experts for fine-tuning. “Everyday after school and all weekend long Faye is out riding and working with Chief.”

Faye says, ”From the first time I rode Chief at Festival of the West almost 4-years-ago, I knew he was special. When we got him everyone was worried that he was too young and that I was too young to handle him. TC (MSA President TC Thorstenson) said if I could handle my crazy pony, I could handle anything.”

“Chief has been one of the most important things in my life,” comments the new World Champion. “I ride almost every day. My room is covered with pictures of Chief, my school notebook has pictures of Chief, everything I do centers around him,”

Leslie and Keith Leerssen, Scottsdale business owners, are all smiles when it comes to their daughter’s accomplishments. Bringing horses into their daughter’s life has been a blessing that has turned a shy girl into a strong and confident young woman.
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Saturday, October 07, 2006

2nd Annual Wild Western Festival Pioneer Living History Museum

The 2nd Annual Wild Western Festival came to Pioneer Living History Museum in North Phoenix at Pioneer Road and I-17 on Saturday and Sunday, September 23rd-24th. Thousands of western lifestyle enthusiasts came out to enjoy the beautiful fall Arizona weather and plenty of cowboy shootin’, hootin’ and hollarin’, cowboy music and good eats.

DR “Buck” Montgomery bills his event as “Where History meets Hollywood”. Stars of the old westerns including Whitey Hughes, Donna Martell, Peter Brown, Don Collier, Gregg Palmer, Bob Hoy, Marie Harmon, and authors Cheryl Rogers-Barnett and Charlie LeSueur were on hand to sign autographs.

One man from Wittman says he came in to see some of his favorite entertainers from the golden age of the silver screen. “It was a time when the western reigned and the cowboy code was the way we lived.” Donna Martel commented, “It was a simpler time.” Marie Harmon reminisced about all of the stars she had worked with, “So many are gone now.”

From the moment you entered the old west town, musicians greeted you with old west ballads. A mix of modern vendor booths selling everything from resort hotel vacations to guided desert excursions for tourist and beachfront properties in Mexico, stood next to the old west merchants with cowboy hats and sheriff stars for the kids. The big barbeque pit had burgers, dogs, ribs and chicken smelling mighty good. Traditional festival fare like snow cones and kettlekorn were doing a steady business too.

Decked out in classic cowgirl fringed riding skirt and shirt Pistol Packin’ Paula entertained a good-sized audience seated comfortably on the lawn. Her rope tricks, gun spinning and whip cracking had the crowds oohing and aaahing throughout her performance. After, she took time to sign autographs and pose for pictures with fans.

Sourdough Slim and Dave Bourne took the stage at noon with a duet of piano and song. Bourne, known as the piano player in the HBO hit series “Deadwood” where his music is used as background in the Gem Saloon, showed his historian expertise as he told stories about each of the songs he played. Some were familiar, but most never made the top 40 list of hits, even back in 1880.

A nice group of award winning traditional cowboy musicians were on hand playing at one of three stages throughout the weekend. Paula Strong and Walt Richards were Western Music Association Best Duo Harmony of the Year in 2005, Tom Hiatt and the Sundown Riders, known as an Arizona Cowboy Balladeer, and Bill Barwick, “voice of the Western Channel” sang and told stories of the old west.

The World Champion Moontee Sinquah Indian Dancers and Flute player added to the traditional western flavor of the event.

Most popular were the gunfights in the old west town with Kowboy Kal, Joey Dillon, Gary “Bad Dog” Bennett, DR “Buck” Montgomery, and Pioneer’s stunt cowboys shooting it out. Crowds gathered early for seats in the grandstand or to stake out a place along the fence to catch the action up close. These gunfighters used more humor than fear in their act and the crowds enjoyed their antics.

All in all, it was a very worthwhile and entertaining festival of old west fun. A bit of advice if you attend next year, wear a hat. Even with the cooler temperatures, the sun was intense with little opportunity for shade. And drink plenty of water.
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