Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Pine Knot Crossing Treasure



Just a few miles north of Ringold Oklahoma near the McCurtain/Pushmataha county line is a cave that was found and then lost a little over a century ago. This is one of those treasures I think is really there to find. The story goes that three men were camping on the west side of Little River at the Pine Knot Crossing. It was getting towards evening on a hot July day in 1900. Storm clouds were building to the north of the camp but one of the men decided to do a little squirrel hunting to before dark. Taking his dog and shotgun he crossed the river and then headed southeast into the dense forest.

About an hour or so later the man had bagged a couple of squirrels and decided to head back to camp. All of a sudden the dog spied a rabbit and gave chase. With darkness coming on and a storm rolling in the man knew he had to find his dog and get back to camp. Taking off in the direction of his barking dog he began to descend into a small valley with high walls but had to stop because a rock wall was blocking the trail.

A large flat rock caught his attention and upon moving it he could feel a cool breeze. Clearing more rocks out of the way revealed a small opening into a cave. Just then lightning struck a tree behind him. The man decided it would be better to be inside the cave than outside it. After crawling into the cave for a ways it opened up so that a man could stand upright. Finding some branches inside the cave the man decided to build a small fire. The fire lit up the interior of the cave and this is when the man discovered a stack of narrow wooden boxes against one wall. There were also three large trunks along with other wooden crates. Prying open one crate he found six new Winchester repeating rifles chambered in 45-70. Other crates contained rifles, pistols, and Sharps .50 cal buffalo rifles. There was also a scattering of saddles, kegs, and cooking utensils, but it was the three large trunks that held his attention.

Two of the trunks were locked but he was able to pry the third one open. The top tray contained an assortment of gold pocket watches. The bottom of the trunk was covered several inches deep in gold and silver coins. There was also a stack of paper money, more watches, revolvers, bags of gold dust, rings, and hunting knives. It was past midnight by the time the man had recovered from the shock of what he had found. Knowing his friends would be worried he made the decision to head back to camp. Stuffing his pockets full of gold and silver coins along with four pocket watches and a Colt pistol with a patent date of July 12, 1872 he crawled out of the cave into the darkness and rain. 

Of course as with any good treasure story this is where the man becomes lost and is eventually found early the next morning about a half mile south of the camp but on the east side of the river. Excitedly he showed the other two men the treasure he had collected. For the next three days the men searched for the cave with no luck. Each year the man returned to the crossing searching for the cave until his death in 1950 at the age of 75.

I think by taking a few of the clues that are provided you can cut the search area down to a manageable size. The first thing that comes to mind is that the large trunks and crates of rifles were probably transported by wagon. Using a very detailed survey plat from 1898 I found that two of the wagon roads from that time frame are still in use. I have marked the old trails in red. They would have used one of the roads to get as close to the cave as possible.

The second thing is the amount of time he spent traveling before deciding to return to camp. At a moderate pace you can easily travel four miles in an hour, but he was hunting in dense tree cover on hilly terrain. Due to the time of day, approach of the storm, and the risk of being cut off from camp from rising river waters I doubt he traveled more than two miles. He was moving in an southeasterly direction after crossing the river which would put him closer to the road south of Terrapin Creek. He was also found the next morning near the junction of Terrapin Creek and Little River. 

He was descending into a small valley which puts him at a higher elevation. This also plays well with the part about lightning striking a tree behind him while at the cave entrance. There would have been a higher chance of strikes at the top part of the hill. He would have been traveling in a westerly direction for his return trip. He was on some sort of trail which could still be there today. 

The cave itself is sort of a clue. Obviously it was being used as some sort of headquarters. Since there was a cool breeze coming out of it this should indicate a second opening. Whoever was using it would have needed water and a place to keep the horses close at hand.

One thing that caught my eye on the 1898 survey plat were two small lines in a bend on Terrapin Creek  " marked in red on my map" that were traces of a wagon trail. This wasn't part of the main road and the creek can be crossed on the east side of the bend. If I were to search for the cave this is the area I would search first. You can find the old survey plat by using the links section on this blog.

Good Luck and Good Hunting!






6 comments:

Zach, zduncan165@gmail.com said...

Have you searched for this? I found out about this treasure months ago and like to check up on it for any recent news from time to time. Just curious. Zach

okie treasure hunter said...

Zach I haven't searched for it yet.

robin morris said...

I have lived in ringold oklahoma about all my life and have looked for this cave a few time with no luck as far as i know its still up there

Anonymous said...

Anyone up for a hunt?
All we need is a small boat to get to the crossing. Joe Southern
214-683-6886

Leah Groth said...

Is this on private property or public land?

Roy Wolfe said...

My dad was raised just up the river from the crossing. My dad and I have looked for the cave for years. My dad died in 1993. I go a couple times a year and camp. I like looking for the treasure. I remember stories my dad would tell me about my grandfather knowing the man that first found the treasure. I believe it's still there. Waiting to be found.