I am the rightful heir to the Estero de la Pinta. My father, Everett Castle, brother of Grace Gillespie, wife of Bernard Gillespie, willed all 10,000 hectares to me. I have original surveys, deeds, and photos to prove my claim. In fact, in 1992, a group representing themselves as a ejido on the property attempted to sell my own land. Anyone interested in learning more about the history and want copies of original documents, I have them. I will share the land with any persons with resources to clear remaining alleged ejido members off of property. You can reach me at 602-367-4166
Interesting. What brought you here? That's a pretty big claim, by the way. Many of us here would be interested in the documents/pictures just because we're history buffs and such. As far as kicking the ejidos off, well... as Warren Zevon so aptly put it:
"Bring lawyers, guns, and money... the shit has hit the fan!"
I have personally camped at La Pinta many times back in the days when Nacho lived in the main house by the beach. Then, we didn't even know its real name, we just called it Nacho Beach. Have always loved that stretch of beach and even with the Mayan due north, La Pinta has continued to hold its undeveloped charm.
Be nice if you had bank trusts, are the titles in a master plan similar to the master plan of say Las Conchas?
I don't need bank trust as I own a Mexican Corporation and it holds title to the properties, there is a master plat plan and survey of the lots - it is done right.
I don't need bank trust as I own a Mexican Corporation and it holds title to the properties, there is a master plat plan and survey of the lots - it is done right.
I was just curious how you were holding title being a norte americano (gringo).
The mess in and around Lobos last year involving records being changed and new titles being put in the name of family members of municipal powers is just the tip of the iceberg...
The mess in and around Lobos last year involving records being changed and new titles being put in the name of family members of municipal powers is just the tip of the iceberg...
So what's wrong with that ??? Isn't that the way it's supposed to be???
I am the rightful heir to the Estero de la Pinta. My father, Everett Castle, brother of Grace Gillespie, wife of Bernard Gillespie, willed all 10,000 hectares to me. I have original surveys, deeds, and photos to prove my claim. In fact, in 1992, a group representing themselves as a ejido on the property attempted to sell my own land. Anyone interested in learning more about the history and want copies of original documents, I have them. I will share the land with any persons with resources to clear remaining alleged ejido members off of property. You can reach me at 602-367-4166
william castle said:
I am the rightful heir to the Estero de la Pinta. My father, Everett Castle, brother of Grace Gillespie, wife of Bernard Gillespie, willed all 10,000 hectares to me. I have original surveys, deeds, and photos to prove my claim. In fact, in 1992, a group representing themselves as a ejido on the property attempted to sell my own land. Anyone interested in learning more about the history and want copies of original documents, I have them. I will share the land with any persons with resources to clear remaining alleged ejido members off of property. You can reach me at 602-367-4166
Would that had been at thanksgiving time was stuck in that could not leave for a while just wated
EUrofresh was bought out and the new company does not use slave labor anymore....sickening that Wilcox workers had their bargaining power crushed by state supplied slaves.... Good for Castle for fighting the bastards.
EUrofresh was bought out and the new company does not use slave labor anymore....sickening that Wilcox workers had their bargaining power crushed by state supplied slaves.... Good for Castle for fighting the bastards.
It is good that he is fighting the gov in his slavery case however if these two William Castle are the same person, I would be completely disinterested on doing any type of business deals with him anywhere, specially ANYWHERE!!!
My father was a friend of Mr. Gillespie. He is mentioned in the book "Gillespie's Gold." James Gibson, or as he preferred "Jaime," would often host Mr. Gillespie in our home in Rocky Point. One summer, when I was around twelve, my father, my sister and myself were invited to stay at his home at "La Pinta" in his stone walled house near the estuary. The trip from RP was an adventure in itself as the entrance was miles out of town, then down a single track dirt road quite a few miles down to the estuary. Once there, we were completely alone, save for Mr. Gillespie's helper, an elderly man who was named "Eduardo," if I remember correctly. No other human presence was visible. It truly was a paradise with the pristine sea, dunes and vegetation. We got to ride around in a small fiberglass bodied go kart. I recall scrounging around at low tide, turning over a stone and finding a small octopus. Beautiful sunsets and brilliant stars at night, with only the sound of the distant surf. I recall reading of Mr. Gillespie's passing years ago, and the ensuing controversy of the land ownership. I only hope it hasn't gotten too built up and ruined. Maybe somone has photos to post? Incidentally, I still own the copy of "Gillespie's Gold" given by Mr. Gillespie to my father, complete with a note and signature.
On an unrelated note, my father passed away in Tucson in 1996. His ashes were left in our trailer on our lot in RP. A few years ago my sister went down to pay property taxes and found the trailer was stolen, ashes and all. So, my father remains there, somewhere.
My father was a friend of Mr. Gillespie. He is mentioned in the book "Gillespie's Gold." James Gibson, or as he preferred "Jaime," would often host Mr. Gillespie in our home in Rocky Point. One summer, when I was around twelve, my father, my sister and myself were invited to stay at his home at "La Pinta" in his stone walled house near the estuary. The trip from RP was an adventure in itself as the entrance was miles out of town, then down a single track dirt road quite a few miles down to the estuary. Once there, we were completely alone, save for Mr. Gillespie's helper, an elderly man who was named "Eduardo," if I remember correctly. No other human presence was visible. It truly was a paradise with the pristine sea, dunes and vegetation. We got to ride around in a small fiberglass bodied go kart. I recall scrounging around at low tide, turning over a stone and finding a small octopus. Beautiful sunsets and brilliant stars at night, with only the sound of the distant surf. I recall reading of Mr. Gillespie's passing years ago, and the ensuing controversy of the land ownership. I only hope it hasn't gotten too built up and ruined. Maybe somone has photos to post? Incidentally, I still own the copy of "Gillespie's Gold" given by Mr. Gillespie to my father, complete with a note and signature.
On an unrelated note, my father passed away in Tucson in 1996. His ashes were left in our trailer on our lot in RP. A few years ago my sister went down to pay property taxes and found the trailer was stolen, ashes and all. So, my father remains there, somewhere.
My signed copy.The place is sort of in limbo to thIs day. so how did Gillespie know your dad?
Pretty neat! The copy given to my father wasn't signed by the author, but by Mr. Gillespie. I'll have to search for it. I have absolutely no idea how my father and Mr. Gillespie knew each other. My father moved to Mexico after WW II, married my mother who is from Sayula, Jalisco. Together they used to buy and sell the Incan and Mayan "Monos," or clay figures. Hence the mask seen in the book. Maybe that's how they met. They went as far south as Guadalajara, and Tepic. Mom says they even knew Director John Huston. Supposedly, according to my father, he suggested Tepic for the filming of "Night of The Iguana." Felt bad he did as he felt it's becoming "famous" ruined the sleepy town. They met a lot of people with this business. Father and mother divorced in '67, he moved to RP around that time. We lived in three different lots before we ended up on Avenida Guerrero. My sister and myself were born in Mexico, have dual citizenship, so the lot was under my sister's name. I believe she still owns it. Mom remarried in '68 and moved to Phoenix, got custody of us. We'd stay with Mom during school, stay with our father in RP on summer break. My favorite drive was from RP to Cholla Bay, along a twisting and turning dusty, sandy little track. There was a house you'd have to cross by at some point that would try and charge us a "toll." We always laughed and told him we lived there and never had to pay. Can't imagine what it's like now. Haven't been there since my father passed in '96. But I know it's built up more than quite a bit.
There is so much that I've forgotten. Here's a tidbit, my father almost bought the old Post Office right on the hill at the port. I believe it's now a hotel. He was afraid the government would "repo" it. Another early memory is one night we got a young man, around his twenties, knocking at our door. Turned out his VW beetle got stuck at the beach and the locals sent him to my father. He owned an old Jeep pickup 4x4. We got to the beach at dawn to see his bug swamped at the water's edge. We got him out, and he was able to get his bug going and I guess he limped back home. Years of memories. I suppose if I tried really hard I could remember more, but I'm in my fifties now. Started going down there when I was eight. I now live in CA, sister lives in my father's house in Tucson. She has any old RP photos. Here's my father in Nogales AZ before I was born, showing off his inventory .
Oh yeah. Too bad kids didn't care about taking pictures in the '70s. All we did was go to the beaches every single day, then play with the neighbor kids 'till it was dark. Then, after dinner and showering (water pressure only available at night), my father would listen to CBS news, which would be followed by all of us listening to the "CBS Radio Mystery Theatre," Hosted by E.G. Marshall. I think the station was in San Diego, but we picked it up so clearly at night. As a kid you take things for granted. I'm just glad I got to experience the somewhat "early" Rocky Point.
Some of the movie was also shot in San Felipe. When the shooting was over they left a couple of old trucks in San Felipe and those for years and years were used to put boats in the water.
Im sure in San Felipe, it was pretty minor..I've never seen the movie, but I've been all over San Felipe and probably would recognize which seens where shot there.. thank you
Also shot some seens in San Felipe. I couldn't find any credits for San Felipe, but I have seen pictures down on the malecon in San Felipe of the crew working there and it may have been b.s. but the guy running the boat launch business said they were left by people that shot there..
we came up to the Alduna checkpoint on the Caborca road just after filming of the Babel border crossing scene was filmed in maybe 2005. We wondered if Bush had invaded.
we came up to the Alduna checkpoint on the Caborca road just after filming of the Babel border crossing scene was filmed in maybe 2005. We wondered if Bush had invaded.
I know this is a Rocky Point board, but since we're a little off subject, I do have a couple of photos of what may be Puerto Vallarta, around '59-'60. My father is standing next to a man lying down, I have no idea who is that man. At right of the thatched roof bar are a couple of blue VW panel vans. One was my Father's. The photo from the gate is my Father's villa, you can see his VW panel van just to the left of the arch. He had a roof rack of sorts with the spare on top..
Thanks! That is from the same "photo session" in Nogales AZ. One shows her drinking from a can of coke. The can is red with white diamonds, so it dates it to late 50's early '60s. That's before I was born and I was third in line after my brother and sister.