I am about to tell the story of an experience I had in the summer of 1971 when I was 16 years old. There has been an amazing response to the mysteries of missing persons in Joshua Tree NP. If anyone feels compelled to help me out here, please do.
Although I had been quite the little hiker from the time I was 7 years old, I had my first multi-day backpack trip at the age of 16 in the summer of 1971. I set out with a Girl Scout group from the San Diego Council at the end of June to backpack a loop starting and ending in Yosemite Valley. The first few days were hard but glorious, camping at spots like Sunrise High Sierra camp, Cathedral lake, Tuolomne Meadows, and Glen Aulin High Sierra Camp. At Glen Aulin we were given the option to hike to Waterwheel Falls, one of the great spectacles in the NP. Only three girls, including myself, were interested in the side trip. The leaders decided we could go as long as we left very early the next morning so the rest of the group could get going for that days leg of the journey.
So the next morning, in the dark, we three girls and one counselor (leader) set out for Waterwheel Falls, just a few miles away. As we approached there were a few tents pitched nearby but no one was stirring yet as it was still very early. We got to the falls and oddly there was a plate with some food at the top. Then, one of the girls accidentally dropped her Sierra cup over the edge of the waterfall. It came to rest in a spot below and I scrambled down a ways to retrieve it. When I got down to where the cup was I came right upon a human body that was definitely not alive. Totally freaked out I rushed back to the top and told the leader what I had seen. She went down and checked it out for herself. We hustled back towards Glen Aulin High Sierra camp. Along the way a group of Boy Scouts were headed towards the falls and we agreed to not tell them about the body. Several minutes later the Boy Scouts came back and berated us for not telling them about the body. They passed us on their way back to the Camp and told the people in the dining hall/office. Then we arrived and repeated the message that there was a body at the falls.
My group of Girl Scouts broke camp and headed to our next destination. The body kept flashing in my eyes. Had he fallen accidentally, had he jumped intentionally, or had he been pushed over the edge? As I was only 16, and there was no social media back then, I pretty much made up my mind to just not think about it.
Now, leap forward to fall of 2009. I have now got a computer, and I am learning to use the internet. I thought I would try searching for deaths at Waterwheel Falls. I came up empty handed, but I did find that there was a book called “Off the Wall: Death in Yosemite.” This book supposedly chronicled every death recorded in the Park. So I purchased it and lo and behold, on page 41 there is an entry about Steven Hurston Brown, 9: “July 1, 1971 Waterwheel Falls (340+feet) Brown of Hillsborough, California had hiked 10 miles with 4 family members from Toulumne Meadows to Waterwheel Falls at 6,500 feet. He solo hiked off trail on the sloping granite for a better look. He slipped into the river. A massive search failed to find his body.”
Well, that didn’t sound right, because I saw the body, our leader saw the body, and the Boy Scouts saw the body. I contacted one of the authors of the book, Butch Farabee, Jr. and told him about my experience and how it did not match up with the account in the book. Mr Farabee was kind enough to send me a copy of the official “Search and Rescue report” written on July 1, 1971, which was 6 pages long. The account does not jive at all with what we experienced.
According to the report, witnesses saw Steven loose his footing on the slippery granite at the falls and slid into the cascade and watched him as he disappeared in white water. A family member went back to Glen Aulin to notify rangers while the rest of the family searched for the boy. Searchers showed up at 1600 with helicopter and necessary equipment. The search was halted at nightfall and resumed the next day. The area was searched “slowly and methodically” for 5 hours, and at 1430 the search was called off. The body was never found.
So, to this day I am still haunted. We SAW the body early in the morning, and it wasn’t hard to find, and they are saying the body was never found. Also, the search mission was less than 24 hours long?! Maybe that was how it was done in 1971, but RMRU would still be looking!
I have wasted a lot of emotional energy over this through the years, and out of respect for the family have tried to let it rest. But if anyone feels compelled to solve this mystery, I still have the copy of the Incident Report as well as a copy of a news clipping which was sent to me by Butch Farabee.