Unlikely Sunken Treasure Off Of The Oregon Coast | Oregon Field Guide
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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 25 มี.ค. 2019
- Yes, that's a giant hunk of beeswax, older than the United States. In this classic, originally aired in 2008, a team of archeologists investigate the wreck of a sailing ship that went down near the Oregon Coast in the late 1600s. The cargo - including beeswax - has been washing up ever since.
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My grandparents had a stock pile of wax from that area , they had a cabin there in the sixties and seventies and they always seemed to come up from the beach with a few heavy yellow white blocks of wax
I finely found it after many years of searching.m I am sure a good portion of the lower hull and cargo is trapped in the caves under the rocks that slid over it during the cave in of the caves when the 1700 earthquake struck. The state will not permit the removal of any of the trapped parts as it is in a marine reserve. A local state park manager told National Geographic they could not go out a film and document what I found. Nat Geo did it anyway and that is the only reason that my most recent discovery has made the press.
For many years I had a large chunk of that beeswax, and have encountered many more on a beach in south county. Knew it was beeswax but had no idea of origin.
Wow
Yeah it was carried on the deck and used in the churches in Mexico.
I would mistake it for ambergris and think I was rich😂
The Goonies was a true story
Vinny B “That’s One Eyed Willy’s Gold”
Fucking Chester Copperpot couldn’t even make off with the booty, so this boat full of clowns don’t stand a chance.
Swampbilly LMAO! I immediately heard Data saying “Chester Copperpot...Chester Copperpot.”
Prove it
@jeffolenick1514 this was the ship wreck that they based one-eyed Willie's shop on
Wow. This is just so cool. I respect the hell out of these guys, towing equipment around and looking for this thing 300-400 years after its demise. I hope these cool people find it one day. This is an extremely cool video - thanks for sharing it.
I’m just here for the One-Eyed Willie comments.
Amazing discovery so far. I sincerely hope you find the galleon.
Carbon dating would tell the entire age of the wooden article. Not when it was carved or placed into service. The tree could have been 150 years older than the ship.
Not so sure about that. I believe carbon dating goes back to when something dies.
Great info, and the narrator’s voice and delivery are perfect. Thanks, OPB!!!
they just found pieces of the ship in a cave this year
Looks like the biggest dab of all time
The greatest voice this show ever had best show try to never miss an episode
Probably from Sea-Bees
Every treasure seeking diver will make a beeline for that area !
JR: Are you waxing poetic or just throwing around buzz words? ;)
6:46
Don't be so disappointed!
They more than likely just saved your lives!
The treasure is no longer there. The survivors took it ashore and buried it. If what you are reffering to is the ship at cannon beach. The local indians knew where it was buried and word got back to John Jacob Astor. He sent a team of men and horses to the site, dug it up and took it back to Astoria. That was the actual source of Astor's fortune., not furs. I got my info from Betty Newton who was the founder of the wreck of the Peter Iredale. She and her uncle. Her nanny when young told of her mother who was a local Indian. If interested I hae the rest of the story.
I would definitely read on if you added more.
we all came here for a story. let it rip :)
Well I could go for a story about old Oregon
Yeah we're from Oregon unfortunately away from home but love anything about Oregon. My mom told me tales of Oregon & I remember us traveling down the coast as a kid before we ever moved away. I've got a good one.
if you got time go ahead and read if you don't I don't mind.
One time dad, mom us 3 kids dads parents were all in the car headed down the Oregon coast to visit a relative of Grandmas that lived in Gold Beach. It had been a beautiful day & we had lunch & dinner in small little rustic fresh seafood pick up & eat something out on a picnic table type style places that you don't find too often anymore.
But then the fog came in. We weren't going to make gold Beach that night. My dad struggled to try and get anywhere and he had a car full of people! Fnally we came upon a motel that had two rooms available. While my mom dealt with my younger siblings I went with my grandfather for a walk along the beach. He and I love the sound of the ocean and enjoyed basically pretty much all our lives even though I was a girl being outside together doing things. Being stuck in a hotel room wasn't an interesting idea for either of us as we walked away from the modern Motel and looked up along the sea cliff and out towards the ocean. After a few feet you could feel like you were nowhere near modern civilization.
You could see light reflected were there we're lamps even Street lamps provided a glowing Misty background to the cliff and the trees above us. Grandpa told me about how it had been when he was young and there were no motorized vehicles you just found a safe place to stop you hoped unhitch the horse and tied it so it could eat some grass Give It To Em Green 8 cold meal if you couldn't safely find firewood and went to bed in the back of your wagon if there was room or under it if not. You have to think my grandfather lived to watch men go to the Moon and Beyond those years. But at least he still had some spring in his step at this point he was enjoying telling me about his childhood and how things were in the Deep forests of Minnesota.
All of a sudden and we couldn't see any buildings around us there appeared in the glow above us on the cliff a silhouette. My grandfather his family is from Scotland they had to change their name because they were hunted all the way to the new world because they supported Bonnie Prince Charlie and they even had proof they were of royal descent of Scotland. My grandfather looked up and said that man's in a kilt! I looked I said yeah look he's got a bagpipe you could see the outline of the and all of a sudden floating with the breeze down the cliff and out over the waters in this misty moonless but glowing landscape came the bagpipes playing old Scottish Tunes. We knew this because both my grandfather & I are musicians & played the Old Country Tunes. We knew many tunes people thought were new were simply reworded for the next generation. Even when they play Amazing Grace it goes back further than that.
We stood in awe listening to him play. Listening to it echo in the trees and swirling towards us in this unlit Amphitheater where we found ourselves below him. the notes which caressed hour ears then skipped across the crest of the waves. This was not someone who needed to practice. This was someone who made you cry when he played the pipes. It raised the hair on your arms & at the back of your neck. My grandfather put his arm around my shoulders & we both stood there, tears rolling down our faces as we listened to the Master Musician play song after song finally ending with of course Amazing Grace.
As the last of the sounds wafted over the water he slowly stepped back from the edge of the cliff, we clapped for we didn't even know if he could have seen us down in that dark area. The strangest thing was we had not heard a car pull up nor did we hear a car leave. All we knew was we had just listened to some of the most ethereal music we had ever heard. I have never heard music like it since although some has come close.
Grandpa and I immediately headed back to the hotel. Upon arrival we excitedly asked everyone did they hear the bagpiper? My grandmother said well of course not we're not dead yet and my grandfather said we're not being superstitious there was a bagpiper outside up along the cliff above where Di and I walked! Even though my father had been emptying the car and my grandmother had helped him they had not heard the music. My grandfather always wondered if it was real or if it was just something special for he & I to see or feel because he believed in spiritual things & both of us had the gift to see them since no one else had heard it & we hadn't walked that far.
To this day whenever I try to tell people about that moment I always cry. It wasn't a sad moment it was the beauty & the emotion the musician put into the music. Grandpa said when he was young there were real bagpipers around where he grew up because there were many Scotsmen where he lived. He'd always wanted to play the pipes but he didn't have the money or time helping his own paw on a big huge Farm so he was a harmonica man. I can tell you my grandfather could play the harmonica any way you wanted it. As fast or as slow as bluesy or as quick you wanted. I sometimes wonder if he has met that bagpiper by now. For the bagpiper to have had that kind of talent & experience would have had to have been my father's age and my father would have been 92 now. I sometimes wondered if he was military and would play at night for those he lost. If I played the pipes that's what I would do. although there's a lot to be said about playing your instruments in the dark in the forest with only the sky above you.
As a musician we always dragged my instruments with us whenever we went on vacation. I'll never forget playing my heart out in the middle of the Yosemite forest staring up at the sky oh, just having a ball forgot everything else around me in the darkness with only the stars and the fire to light my music notes behind me!
That bagpiper offered that to my grandfather & I & anyone else who was lucky enough to hear him. What an amazing moment for my grandfather & I out there on the Oregon coast with the fog rolling in, the lights glowing as if the world had a strange Golden Glow & then suddenly a bagpiper starts playing the pipes and for a moment time stood still.
When I think about that moment, that time I can even smell my grandfather, his Farm overalls dried from the sun his shirt pressed with Grandma's starch. His gray felt fedora always on his head when outside on special trips, he wore a straw in the fields. I guess what's most important is that bagpiper gave me a memory with my grandfather that can't be erased because it wasn't just a moment it was an imprint! As a kid you don't get many of those deep life marker moments that are light up your life forever a golden note pipe moment.
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Philippines to alcapulco
This is a straight line on Glendon’s map
And the search of one eyed willy gold continues
I know someone who found a gold coming from 1601 near Lincoln city by Chinook winds.
History Detectives had an epidode about beeswax and a ship on the NW coast. Most likely the same one but I don't remember the particulars from the show.
Was the wood block made 300yrs ago or was the wood carbon dated 300yrs? I'm inquisitively puzzled.
I'm no scientist but I think it probably dates it to when it was cut (when it ceased being a living being and its radioactive materials started decaying and not being replaced).
Bee's wax must be treasure because,.......look at the price of it.
Kind of a precarious existence if you ask me: stuck on a transatlantic voyage and can’t swim: yikes indeed!
The ship that was the inspiration for the goonies ship for those who may not know
Exciting but hard work!
I thought this was a how to make pumpkin pie video, but it was just rust and algae on treasure.
Pumpkins are not from the ocean.
Very cool
That's a lot of beeswax. None of it yours.
LMAO
Who would one contact if wreckage is found? I didn’t find any, but just good to for future reference.
Asking for a friend? 😁
@@eringomez-watters7881 right? 🤭
What's the update?!
None of their bees wax.
Just a heads up. Noone owns this ship so finders keepers.
That's what I was thinking!
Ain't no "possibly" about tsunamis over the past 300 years
Dang girl who measures
And it neve-Ends!
Yooo put it back
A wooden galleon submerged in ice cold pacific, in tact after 300 Years? Huh?
Wheeler, Ore. 97147
Is a Spanish galleon different than an imperial galleon?
Stay strong honey
Sailors couldn't swim? Odd.
okthennone not back then! Only been the last 100 years or so that knowing how to swim for a sailor was a good idea. Now it’s a prerequisite.
Back then sailors believed that to swim only lengthened their demise should they fall in the sea.
@@anonymous-zn5em to be fair, they were mostly right.
@@anonymous-zn5em That is worst explanation ever. My ship hits rocks...land 500yrds away, I'm so glad I didn't take those swim lessons. I would then have to swim to land and live.
@@okthennone I'm not saying it was correct, I am saying it was their theory. Mostly they were far out at sea, so maybe that swayed their view.
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Why is it only men on the team?
All the women were having babies
@@blairforce1755 Archeology is a field dominated by women. It doesn't make sense that it's all men unless sexism.
@@aeringossett6430 1:19 woman on the team, not sexist...
@@blairforce1755 Oh good. One. Hmph. But thanks for pointing it out.
@@aeringossett6430 3:38 another girl on the team...
It's a grave yard. Leave it alone.
Manzanita is what Cannon Beach used to be. Sadly, it too will be taken over by yuppies.
Agreed
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