Lost Dutchman State Park

We arrived at Lost Dutchman State Park Tuesday evening as the evening's light still caught the mountain. I rather like the name of this park, for my dad's CB handle was "The Flying Dutchman".  (It is also the name of a quilt pattern, so many years ago I pieced him a pillow with that pattern.). But the park is not named after a missing man, but a lost gold mine.    Helen