From Kamchatka to Texas

By Donald Gene Anderson

It is 6000 miles as the crow flies from
Kamchatka, Siberia to TEXAS. The
Siberians who began the trip here,
wound up 3000 years later in Texas. There is a
continuous path of cave sites and rockshelters
with Clovis and Folsom cultural artifacts along
the way. All of us know by now that during
the Pleistocene, ocean water was tied up in the
Arctic ice to depths of a mile or more and the
oceans of the world were lowered by possibly
300 feet. During this time there was a land
bridge called Beringa open for travel, by foot,
to North America. This is the story of how
Asian people from Siberia were able to walk into
Alaska, and colonize the Western Hemisphere.
Kamchatka is a land filled with volcanoes and
subterranian lava tubes, which sometimes have
hot springs in them. In a land as cold as Siberia,
these tube caves are a perfect environment for
humans to live in comfort. Our trip began with
Siberians in either caves or lava tubes along the
Kamchatka peninsula, seeking the adventure of
finding new worlds to the East. This is a tale of
some fiction and fact and it is hoped that the
reader will find the journey exciting.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 20, 2014
• ISBN: 9781493160716

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Copyright © 2014 by Donald Gene Anderson, Ph.D.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Prologue

Chapter 1: New Worlds

Chapter 2: Moving on

Chapter 3: Continuing On

Chapter 4: Detour

Chapter 5: The Plains

Chapter 6: The Southwest

Chapter 7: The Valley of Smokes

Chapter 8: Lone Wolf Creek

Chapter 9: The Big River

Chapter 10: Along the River

Chapter 11: The Land Before Time

Chapter 12: Meeting of the Minds

Chapter 13: The Hot Springs

Chapter 14: The Land across the Big River

Chapter 15: The Shaman

Chapter 16: The New Arrivals

Chapter 17: The Clan

Chapter 18: The Cool Spring

Chapter 19: New Horizons

Chapter 20: Magoo’s Search

Chapter 21: Historic Period

Epilogue

Death Ray

A Nuclear Odyssey

PROLOGUE

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I t is 6000 miles as the crow flies from Kamchatka, Siberia to TEXAS. The Siberians who began the trip here, wound up 3000 years later in Texas. There is a continuous path of cave sites and rockshelters with Clovis and Folsom cultural artifacts along the way. All of us know by now that during the Pleistocene, ocean water was tied up in the Arctic ice to depths of a mile or more and the oceans of the world were lowered by possibly 300 feet. During this time there was a land bridge called Beringa open for travel, by foot, to North America. This is the story of how Asian people from Siberia were able to walk into Alaska, and colonize the Western Hemisphere. Kamchatka is a land filled with volcanoes and subterranian lava tubes, which sometimes have hot springs in them. In a land as cold as Siberia, these tube caves are a perfect environment for humans to live in comfort. Our trip began with Siberians in either caves or lava tubes along the Kamchatka peninsula, seeking the adventure of finding new worlds to the East. This is a tale of some fiction and fact and it is hoped that the reader will find the journey exciting.

Chapter 1

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New Worlds

I t is pretty cold at times in Siberia as we all know. A famous threat would be I will send you to Siberia. So why would mongoloids walk away from a warm fire in a comfortable cave to venture out on a wet, wind swept, barren, extremely cold environment to follow giant megafauna of 14k years ago. Were they that hungry, or did the Call of the wild entrance them? Maybe, it was that they had been in that cave all winter and their fellow occupants were ready for them to leave. There were 32 people in the cave and seven were barely adults, so the generation gap was too much for the older folks. Our seven were four men and three women. They spoke a guttural, primitive, form of athapaskan, which later, in historical times, the Apaches would bring with them from Canada. Now it was early Spring and our group of seven set out over the tundra of the Bering Bridge, armed only with poles, set with points fabricated from fine grained rock (The bow and arrow were not used by native Americans until thousands of years later). Skinning knives were a part of their toolkit, made from the same rock. During the first couple of weeks, there had been game for the taking, fish and mussels from the sea and eggs from ptarmigan. Once that they had arrived on the land bridge, where the cold wind was forever blowing, they constructed a small sod enclosure to protect them from the elements. They huddled together every night with only their bodies to keep them warm. It must have been a traumatic experience, to leave the security of the cave and find themselves alone in a tundra landscape, and realize that they could not return.

Several weeks after they had arrived on Beringa they were foraging and found a wooly beast with gigantic tusks mired in a bog. The four men surrounded the beast and drove their spears into his heart. In his death throe, the beast thrashed his tusk around and by accident swept the feet from one of the men who happened to be too close. The man fell into a heap and found that he had two broken legs and some broken ribs. As it happened, one of the women had a small leather pouch given to her by her mother, who was the Shaman of the clan that they had left, just months before. The bag contained many herbs and flowers, picked under her mother’s direction to be used as a medicine chest. The woman came to the aid of her friend and finding that both femurs were sticking out of the flesh of his leg placed a poultice made up of the contents of the bag on his wounds. She didn’t know it, but one of the broken ribs had penetrated his lung and she would wonder why he would later be coughing up blood. The other men and the other two women immediately set about the job of butchering and skinning the beast, while the woman nursed the injured man. It was Summer now and the frequent rains of Beringa made small pools which hatched mosquitoes by the millions.