This place gives me an uncomfortable feeling.



DMCREEK2This area looks a little sinister doesn’t it? Plenty happened here in 1840 to the turn of the century. This was a place of several murders. Some were gruesome with the mark of the beast. This place was on a Butterfield Stage route. The stage stopped here to rest passengers on their way north to Los Angeles or south on it’s way to Yuma. The horses were rested and passengers were able to sit in the shade and rest themselves from the body aching coach ride. Passengers could snack if they had food and refresh themselves from two spring fed pools. DMCREEK.

One day refreshments were cut short when a body was found in one of the pools. This occurred more than once and bodies were male and female, some mangled and torn as if killed by an animal. But what kind of animal? Several people at the pools had seen a strange frightening creature that was a mix between a gorilla and a human. They called it a man-animal. Some say it was a sasquatch.

Happy travels. My name is Wally Runnels and I write Border Pulp.


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Border Pulp, that’s what I call the stuff I write. Think of it as noir
in Spanglish, and in color. My protagonists and villains inhabit California/Baja border towns...