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59 minutes later, I'm at the entrance of Milwaukee's Lake Park to meet a secret fanatic as fixated on the clues as I am, reporter James Renner. So why are we here at Lake Park on a chilly morning? One of the poems from the book and one of the illustrations leads you to this spot right here, literally the ground we're standing on. Convince me. Looking at the 11 remaining illustrations in the secret, James believes that this image is How? Well, you just have to see the clues. We got a juggler. OK, yes. Juggling a bunch of objects, a cane or a walking stick, a flower, and a grinder or a millstone. Is that what that is? Yeah. OK. Now, what you have here is mill, walking stick, key. Milwaukee. Isn't that clever? It is clever. Milwaukee. And back here, you have City Hall. This is City Hall in Milwaukee. And that matches that silhouette. It does. The image confirms that one box is in Milwaukee. The accompanying poem tells you where to look. Ascend the 92 steps. Here? I mean, we can count them if you want. I do. I very much do. Let's do it. Come on. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 30, 30, Milwaukee-based sitcom, we're going to do it. 17, 18, 19, 29, 30, 35, 36, 37, 38, 38, 39, 90, 91, 92. How about that? 92 steps. Come on. We're getting rich today. It has to be this. Pass the compass. A lighthouse. Not just any lighthouse. This is the North Point Lighthouse. Compass points north. Exactly right. I mean, that's pretty good. Byron's clever wordplay transformed the North Point Lighthouse into a north-pointing compass. Got to be here. This is a nice compass. This is the center of the park. Byron was here, no doubt about it. The next part of the verse is a nightmare. It mentions the foot of a culvert going below a bridge and walking 100 paces to the first young birch. But there are five bridges, multiple culverts, and a lot of trees. This is literally a culvert right here. So for the next four hours, James and I get deep into the madness of the secret. 9, 10, 11, 12. Below the bridge, walk 100 paces southeast over rock and soil. 92. This spits us right back out on the Lincoln. Yep. To the first young birch. That might have been it right there. Yep. I think that is a birch too. No, it's not. The birch tree may well be a critical clue, especially since there appears to be one embedded in the image. So much stuff here that's been cut down. I mean, you see fell trees everywhere. But birch trees die young, and the park has been relandscaped over the years. So we take our best guess and walk forward to the next clue. Past 3, staying west. 3, 3. Past the 3. On a proud, tall 5th at its southern foot, the treasure waits. A proud, tall 5th. A proud, tall 5th what? A 5th birch? Could it be a note, a 5th note? Isn't that a thing of music? 5th of whiskey? Right, a 5th of whiskey. Let's say we were coming this way, right? We're walking. We pass the 3. Lion? Let me see the image for a second. God, this is a bad thing. Look at this. I think she's the lion. Look at her. Oh, yeah. The face is even the same angle. Yes. Look at her hair. She's the lion. I think you're right, for sure. Even the shape of her mouth. Yep. Nobody's figured that out before, by the way. Really? Yeah. All right, I'll take it. You got a piece of it. I got a piece of the puzzle. And it says, on a proud, tall 5th, at its southern foot, the treasure waits. And the feet of the lion are so prominent. What's the zodiac for Leo? Is it the 5th zodiac sign? It starts with Aries, right? Hold on. Google. Order of Astrological Sciences, Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo. Get out of town. It's the 5th zodiac. It could be a 5th. A lion could be a 5th. It's buried under a lion. Let's get the probe. But just as we seem to be closing in on the secrets of the secret, Mother Nature decides to throw us a curveball. Hold the metal rod in a lightning storm. You're supposed to do that, right? Yeah. OK, here we go. What do you got? There's hits everywhere. Here. Really? There's something here, three feet down. I think it's right here. There's something here, three feet down. I'm ensnared in the puzzles of the secret, a book of clues leading to 12 buried treasure boxes. James Renner has brought me to Milwaukee's Lake Park, where veiled landmarks and signs lead us to the southern foot of this lion statue. And now, it's the moment of truth. What are you hitting? Man, that looks like something. I think it's right here. Does it feel like flax to glass? No. Is it rocky up here? I don't think it's here. I don't see a treasure box. OK, let's call it. Gosh, the gear's getting soaked. Yeah, let's get out of the lightning. Yeah, we've got to get out of here. All right, come on. Let's go, we're under the lightning. Come on! We take shelter from the storm, having cracked a clue from the puzzle and finding the treasure just out of reach. Many of the ships lost were bound for the nearby former port town of Warnambool, which today still sells and celebrates its rich Victorian past. It's where I've arranged to meet up with two experts on the mahogany ship. Pat Connolly and John Sherwood are leading members of a local group called the Mahogany Ship Committee, an organization dedicated to the study and hopefully eventual discovery of the legendary vessel. I feel like I just stepped out of a time machine. Where are we? Well, you're in a 19th century recreated maritime village. It's beautiful. It's probably, as we imagine, the city looked like when the mahogany ship mystery became big news. When is the first time that somebody spots this mahogany ship? In early January 1836, three sealers set off from Port Ferry, which is about 30 kilometers to the west. After hitting turbulent weather, the seal hunters boat capsizes. Two survivors named Gibbs and Wilson make it to a remote stretch of beach. Wandering desperately in search of food and shelter, they suddenly lay eyes on something extraordinary. I was surprised to see high in the dunes a shipwreck. And it's literally in the sand? Yes, that takes quite a long time for that sort of event to happen, for a dune to bury a ship. The shipwreck, pulled high into the dunes over decades by the shifting sands, appears to be constructed from a dark, hard wood like mahogany, with most of the vessel trapped below the sand. After that, how many other reports are there of people seeing this? There's something like 40 recorded eyewitness accounts of seeing the wreck. 40 different people have seen it? The many sightings of the mahogany ship have spawned heated theories among modern researchers. Some believe the ship could have been the remains of a 15th century Chinese vessel known as a junk. Others say it was a wayward Spanish galleon. Still others think it was a treasure-laden Portuguese caravel from the 1500s. And so of all these different theories of the ship's origin, which one has the most traction? The Portuguese one. The theory is that in the early 1520s, a Portuguese explorer named Cristóvão de Mendoza set out to find a place written about in the journals of Marco Polo, a treasure-filled land called the Isles of Gold, what many now believe is Thailand. On his journey, Mendoza might have also landed his caravan of ships on the gold-laden eastern shores of Australia, and would almost certainly have sailed along the shipwrecked coast. So if it does turn out to be a Portuguese ship from the 1500s... It would mean the Portuguese were here 250 years before Captain Cook. Well, it would be the first European ship to land on Australia. And it would completely rewrite our history. So the question is, is there any evidence? Well, there might be, Josh. John and Pat take me inside the Flagstaff Hill Museum. It's packed with maritime history and haunting artifacts found from other wrecks along the shipwrecked coast, including a $4 million porcelain peacock, a reminder that sunken treasures are sometimes more than myth, if you know where to look. This is a mid-1500s French map. OK. Do you notice anything strange? Is that Australia? It's hard to see that it could be anything else. According to history, no European has been down here, and no European should know there's a landmass there. That's true. With a coastline that closely mirrors that of Australia, the map is also marked with Portuguese names, which means it may be based on Portuguese charts, perhaps from Mendonça's journey. And so why is the rest of the southern coast gone? The theory is that there were three vessels mapping the coast, and one of the vessels was wrecked. The Mahogany ship. And if the Mahogany ship is the one that sank, maybe its charts went down with it, and that's why it never got mapped. That's true. So the theory of a Portuguese ship laden with gold suddenly feels a little more possible. But now the question becomes, where is it? Fortunately, the French map isn't the only piece of Mahogany evidence here. This is literally labeled the Mahogany ship. An X that marks the spot. It's that symbol. That's right. So what is this? This is a British Admiralty map of 1870s. When our shipwrecked seal hunters were rescued, they relayed their story to a Captain John Mills, who trekked out to the location of the wreck and took bearings from nearby landmarks, including a place known as Tower Hill. Those readings were eventually turned into this tantalizing map. But the constantly shifting sand dunes of the shipwreck coast have prevented anyone from finding the X that marks the spot. That is, until now. Butch Cassidy, the cowboy behind the curtain. Like so many people, I have long been fascinated by the iconic outlaw ever since I saw the 1969 film starring Paul Newman and Robert Redford. But the truth about the real man and all the money he looted has remained hidden for over 100 years. End of the 19th century, Butch, Sundance, and their gang, the Wild Bunch, launched the longest run of heists in American history. But in the years following the Wilcox train robber, law enforcement sent each and every member of the gang into exile, jail, or a casket. As to the fate of their stolen fortune, many believe it's buried in a desolate corner of Utah along the infamous Outlaw Trail. If you've seen the movie, you know that Butch and Sundance were famously gunned down in Bolivia in 1908. Or were they? One expert claims to have evidence that the story is just another tall tale and that Butch faked his death, taking the money to his unmarked grave right here in the United States. A historian and a treasure hunter are working to uncover evidence that may well lead to the missing money. So hitch up your wagons, because we're hitting the trail to discover the truth behind the ultimate Wild West legend. My name is Josh Gates. Whoa! With a degree in archaeology and a passion for exploration, I have a tendency to end up in some very strange situations. It's just straight down! Unbelievable! My travels have taken me to the ends of the earth. Oh, God! As I investigate the greatest legends in history. We're good to fly. Let's go. This is Expedition Unknown. Faces, oh, but spaces. Lots of land for me to ride and roam in. Welcome to Telluride, Colorado, a historic town of about 2,000 people that is quite literally nestled in the mountains. As you can see, the town is surrounded by the stunning peaks of the Rockies. There's just one road in and out, unless, of course, you choose to swoop down into the village on America's first and only free public gondola. Telluride's name is said to have come from a warning given to 19th century gold prospectors, to hell you ride. Today, Telluride looks like a little piece of heaven. But it still has connections to its Wild West roots. This store used to be a bank, the first one Butch ever robbed. Yep, back in the late 1800s, this was Cassidy country. It's where his outlaw career and my investigation begins. This here's the new Sheridan Bar, though you could hardly call it new. It's actually the oldest watering hole in all of Telluride, and it's where I'm meeting an expert named Rowdy. What would you like? I'll take a beer, please. I barely put a dent in my bucket of suds when Rowdy Rowdebush makes his grand entrance. For sure, Rowdy. Nice to see you. I'm lots of laughter, Rowdy. Unbelievable. The best part about the Sheridan Bar is we have valet parking. Greatest bar entrance ever. Literally, horse walks into a bar. Rowdy's dramatic entrance is a prime example of living history. It's exactly how Butch and his gang used to roll into bars back in the day. All right, Rowdy, you look like a guy who knows a lot about Butch Cassidy. So let's go way back to the beginning. Where does Butch Cassidy come from? Where does this guy start? Well, the first thing you got to understand is his name wasn't Butch Cassidy, but rather Robert Leroy Parker. You have to change your name if you're going to be on the wrong side of the law. So Robert Leroy Parker, where does his story begin? Well, originally in Beaver, Utah. He was raised strict, you know, Mormon family, oldest child in the family. And how's his father and mother? Strict disciplinarians. And of course, I'm sure, you know, that he was escaping that, you know? As a teenager, Robert Parker leaves his home looking to rebel. He finds work in Wyoming as a butcher, earning him the nickname Butch. And he gets his last name from the man who would alter the course of his life. So OK, so where does that turning point happen for him? When he meets Mike Cassidy while working on the Marshall Ranch. Gave him his first saddle. He gave him his first pistol. Taught him how to shoot. It sounds like Butch took his last name. Eventually. This was someone he looked up to. Much like I look up to Butch. Right. So 18 years old, he rolls into Telluride. Right. Telluride's reputation for gold, gambling, and girls attracts what you might call an unsavory population. But it's just what Butch needs to reinvent himself. So for a hardworking kid with a strict Mormon upbringing, this must have been the Wild West. Oh, well, you know, just a total liberation, a total, you know, freedom. What do you think pushes him over the edge to outright bank robbery? He was looking for an easier way to live, as probably we all do. Right. He met a couple of fellow travelers named Matt Warner and Tom McCarty. And they went into business racing horses and other shenanigans together. Right. And then they ultimately ended up robbing the bank together. Rowdy tells me that Butch and Matt pull a gun on the bank clerk and fill their sacks with about 20 grand in gold coins, equal to roughly half a million today. But it's what happens next that allows these neophyte outlaws to cap off their classic bank heist with a successful escape. So how do these three inexperienced bank robbers hit a bank right in the middle of town, with law enforcement here, I assume, and just get out scot-free? That I can show you. Rowdy and I make like outlaws by hopping on our horses and head west, retracing the gang's path. Rowdy, I can't help but notice that we were in the middle of the street. And is this how Butch and his gang would have gone through town, right out through the middle? Got on their horses and went right down this street. And that's the way, you know, doesn't it feel good to be going right down the same path they did? Sure does. But this is a box canyon. I don't get it. If this is pretty much the only way out of town, why didn't they get caught? Those guys must have been right on their tail. Well, they had a secret weapon waiting outside of town. A secret weapon? Yeah. OK, a secret weapon. With my curiosity definitely piqued, we ride out of town. And toward what Rowdy tells me was the game changer that gave Butch and his crew an important advantage over their pursuers. I see more horses, Rowdy. This is how they kept from getting caught. They had relays of faster horses. So fresh horse is like a new sports car with a full tank of gas? Absolutely. And we're really close to the exact spot that they did the relay in 1889. How many sets of horses would he stage? Well, by the time they stopped running, they had eluded all the pursuers, but maybe 10. Wow. And they would also, you know, as horses wore out, they'd pick up ones along the way. Yeah, so this wasn't a smash and grab. Oh, no. With fresh horses, Butch and his buddies are able to outrun the law with their loot. Their confidence bolstered that a life of crime sure is easier than working for a living. Bank robbing came naturally to Cassidy, and his now famous penchant for planning is what truly set him apart. All right, this is awesome. Isn't it nice? I get it now. I get how they made it out of that town. But the question, of course, now is, where'd the money go? They were secretive about it, but my years of study of this, I believe I know where they buried it. I've got this old map here. To the city of Nanaimo on Vancouver Island. Brother 12 was born Edward Arthur Wilson in Birmingham, England in 1878, the son of religiously conservative parents. As a young man, he went to sea and had an interesting, if historically unremarkable, life. While at sea, Wilson becomes obsessed with studying religion and the occult. In 1924, at age 46, he retires to the south of France, where he falls ill. What allegedly happens next changes everything. There are no witnesses to the creation of Brother 12. Alone and sick with a fever, Edward Arthur Wilson has a vision. An Egyptian Ankh hovering before him. And then he hears a voice. A voice of one of the 11 so-called masters of ancient wisdom, who decree that he is to become their disciple and forever after known as Brother 12. Brother 12 begins writing the teachings he claims are transmitted through him. Egyptian spiritualism and occultist philosophy intermingled with dark predictions of a crumbling financial system and of a coming era of enlightenment called the Age of Aquarius. His published works quickly attract followers who flock to join a spiritual community that he sets up in Western Canada, known as the Aquarian Foundation. Around here, the foundation is more than just an old folk story, as I learn when a passenger on the ferry takes notice of our subject. What is it you're doing here today? Oh, we're doing a television program on this guy called Brother 12. Ever heard of him? I overheard you talking a bit about him. What do you know about him? He started out with these altruistic kind of ideas, and he seemed to end up with some really dark entity kind of attaching itself to him. Really? A lot of the First Nations communities in this area, it's like they wouldn't even live on these islands because there was some really bad energy on them. So you think, though, that there is something to it? Oh, yeah. Are you planning to go out there? We're going to go to Nanaimo and then head out to the island. You should be very careful. You just don't know what you're going to get yourself into. You think really tread lightly. Yes. Appreciate it. Cheers. Yeah, have a good one. All the best. Did you get that? Yeah. That was officially weird. Warning, heated. We'll be careful. The ferry ride terminates in the sleepy but charming city of Nanaimo, which is home to the courthouse where Brother 12 was unsuccessfully put on trial. From here, I'll take a much smaller boat to the remote island I've been warned about. Scott. Pleasure. It's 10 miles southeast through the Georgia Strait to DeCoursey Island, the home base of Brother 12's Aquarian Foundation. The devil's in the graveyard digging up a ditch. Looking for a lost soul, he got an itch. The land of souls, the devil ain't a man. He was just a lie with a fire in his hand. Being out here, you really understand how isolated these islands truly are. In the winter months, this water is lethally cold, which means that if you were in Brother 12's cult and you didn't have access to his boat, you were literally stranded out here. After an hour at sea, the location of Brother 12's cult looms into view as we pull into the harbor of DeCoursey Island. My initial impression of DeCoursey Island is that it's quiet, really, really quiet. I have to say, the hairs on my neck have been standing up since I got off the boat. Maybe it's the history out here, but this place has kind of a kind of an oopy feeling. It's one of those places where you feel completely alone, but you also kind of feel like you're being watched. The good news, though, is that I know that I'm not alone out here. There's at least two other guys on this island who have come out here to meet me, and they've asked me to find them on what's known as the farm, the remains of Brother 12's compound, which I'm told takes up most of the center of the island and is up this road. How you doing? Good, how are you? I'm good, I'm Josh. Ted. I'm Ted. Oh, no. Two Teds, really? Oh, yeah. Father and son? That's right. This is going to be very confusing. Well, we call him Teddy. Teddy. Yeah, we'll go with that. OK, that helps. Yeah, let's head up. Sure. This is the Brother 12 farm. This is the farm. This is his place. And you have a personal connection to this story, right? My father worked on this farm as a young man. So he was in the cult. He was in the society. He was. Yes, he was. And how did that happen? His parents were in Southern California, sold all of their goods, moved up here to do what he called the work. The work, here on the farm. Here on the farm. What did he say that it was like out here? Brother 12 worked people to the bone. I mean, I think that was his goal, was to break them down. They were kind of maybe, in a way, brainwashed by this guy. Right. Brother 12's followers are lured in by promises of a kind of paradise, a so-called arc of refuge from the corrupt world. But they soon learn that life here in DeCourcy Island is anything but a utopia. Brother 12 preaches that spiritual enlightenment can only be achieved through manual labor. He proves to be an effective, if terrifying, taskmaster. Brother 12 may have been intimidating, but he didn't hold a candle to his mistress, Mabel Scotto, better known as Madam Z. In time, she will be referred to as his enforcer. She could perhaps best be described as a sadist. But what happens on DeCourcy stays on DeCourcy, because by the late 1920s, the cult had attracted thousands of followers from the US, Canada, and Europe. Some of them moved to the island and gave Brother 12 substantial funds, all of which he converted into gold eagle coins and hid around the compound. Now, what do you think about these stories of buried gold out here? Oh, yes, definitely. I believe that there's buried gold. My father told a story of him doing it and helping him. Really? Yes. If Ted's father really did help Brother 12 hide the gold, he could be the key to locating it. OK, so what do you got? OK, so this is a photo from here on the island? Yes, it is. I mean, these are kids. Yes, my father was one of them. That's right. And how did your father describe him? He described him as a teacher. I think he was mentoring him to become him, to become the next one. Back on the airboat, we follow Lafitte's smuggling route. Soon, the channel narrows and branches out in every direction. It's near here that Lafitte allegedly established a way station at a place called Fleming Plantation, where he would transfer stolen goods to canoes for the final run into New Orleans. Legend says he also buried some of his loot here for safekeeping. You think this plantation's promising? There have been several reports of Lafitte being sighted on the property. And when you hear enough stories, there has to be some truth behind it. And also, Josh, there's many legends of treasure being buried there, a big, deadly place worth spending some time looking. All right, let's check it out. OK, Josh, welcome to the Fleming Plantation. I don't think I've seen a spookier building in my life. Today, Fleming Plantation is just a shadow of the grand estate it once was. Draped in Spanish moss and fog, this place would give Anne Rice the creeps. This place has been here since the 1700s. It looks like it's been here since the 1700s. And are we OK to go in? Yes, I've spoken to the owner. He said we can. OK, well, after you. Oh, thanks. So I get to go in first in this scary house. Yeah, absolutely. This place is crazy. That definitely looks like something in a horror movie. It's OK, just debris. That scared the hell out of me. It's an old panel. Good lord. But beneath the decay and neglect, you can still imagine Jean Lafitte walking these halls. This was a place where they had a lot of balls and parties. It was definitely high society. Right. There's even a legend that Jean Lafitte was having an affair with Governor Claiborne's wife. And they would meet right here at this very plantation. A true pirate messing with the governor's wife. OK, so should we get away from the lead paint and get out there? Definitely, let's do it. We fan out and begin searching the old plantation grounds for Lafitte's legendary loot. I'd like to start with some of these big trees on the property. Some of these look old enough that they might have been here during Lafitte's time. I guarantee you, that tree was definitely here during Lafitte's time. They would make great markers. OK, so why don't we split up, look around the tree, see if we get lucky here. Sounds like a plan. OK, let's do it. We sweep the area working our way from the water's edge to the old oak tree. Brad, I got something here. On the eastern side of the tree, I get the first hit. What have you got? I don't know, what do you think? It's metal, for sure. Is this a plating or something? No, it's lead. See how it's bending so softly? Oh, yeah, it is lead. That would be lead sheathing. Wow. They would use that a lot of times on vessels because the treeto worms would eat at the wood. This could have at one time been part of a ship. Yeah, we're finding shipwrecked material on land. Look at that. I got something, lead sheathing. We cover a lot of ground and get a lot more hits. Big hit here, Brad. Let's see what we got. Every few minutes, our metal detectors sound off. Guys, I got something right over here. We find lots of rusty old metal objects. It looks like a buckle, actually. This could be part of a saddle. This could really be hundreds of years old. Definitely. I'm beginning to wonder, are we sitting on a gold mine or a garbage dump? Wait, that's not junk. Hey, Brad? Brad, come here. OK, hold on. Brad? I'm coming. I'm coming through. I got something, man. I don't know what it is, but I think it's silver. It's definitely silver. Wait, look at that, buddy. Look at that. Ah! To hear how the Nazis might be involved, I meet Daniel Schavelson, director of the University of Buenos Aires Center for Urban Archaeology. How are you? I'm good, nice to meet you, Daniel. It's my pleasure. So I saw some incredible ruins on the way in here. You found something different out here. Well, we have three main buildings, not part of the Jesuit ruins. It's 20th century. And what are these 20th century buildings doing way out in the middle of the jungle? That's what we are trying to understand. Can you show me the site? Yes. It's not an easy way. Please take a machete. You will need one. OK. Armed with the Argentine weed whacker, we go onward into the jungle. After more than a mile of bushwhacking into the dense foliage, we stumble upon a shocking sight to behold. Oh, wow. That's extraordinary. Just in the middle of the jungle. Look at this place. The architecture is very different than the Jesuit ruins. Yeah, modern frames. Nails. Nails, round nails. It's 20th century architecture. But there's no records of this. No records at all. No pictures. Nothing. It doesn't exist. Daniel strongly believes that these were built specifically to be Nazi hideouts and that the proof is in the construction. It's unbelievable. It feels like a residence. It's a real house in the modern sense of a house. A place to live. There is a porch. There's a door. You come into kind of a large living room. Yeah. A bathroom. A serence room. It's a house. The layout of this mystery structure isn't designed like a jungle hunting blind. This place has a fancy bathtub, expansive rooms. They even found fine European-style tiles on the floor. Deeper into the jungle, they discovered something else, more structures. They're a fair distance from the house, so this won't be just a walk in the woods. Well, OK, it will, but we have machetes. Whatever somebody was doing or building out here, it must have been something they wanted to keep very secret. A secret that we may be on the verge of discovering. Is it it? Yes. Wow. It's a big structure. It's like a lost temple. Deep in the dense Argentine jungle, archaeologist Daniel Chavezon has just led me to a series of mysterious ruins, which he suspects of being a hideout for Nazis fleeing justice. Is it it? Yes. Wow. It's a big structure. It's like a lost temple. I just cannot believe that this is all out here. Here we have our camp and our team working. Daniel's team has been digging out here to try to definitively answer the question of who used these buildings. Hola. What is this? This is a scanner. We're trying to understand the building because we don't really understand it. To examine all the ruins more thoroughly, Daniel's colleague Ana is using a Leica BLK360, a cutting edge device that uses lasers and photography to create an ultra high resolution 3D model of the site. The model exposes details that the naked eye is incapable of seeing. Do I just hit the button? Hit the button. She's alive. OK, let's go. Scan away. While the device maps the ruins, I take my own look around. This one has a very different feel to it. Two floors, first of all. You can see there would have been a second floor up there. We've got another room through here. And it looks like it drops down a bit. Might be a cellar level. Looks like a small tunnel here. You can see light. It goes through to the outside, very narrow. I'm not sure if this was a chamber for water or possibly it could have been a secret way in or out of the building. You know, this feels a lot more like a defensive structure. So you can see the river down here. This could be a place to make sure that anyone coming across that river and up the trail is a friend and not an enemy. The Leica scans are completed, and the images are incredible. It'll take months for Anna and Daniel to analyze the data. But even a cursory glance confirms Daniel's findings. This is a multi-story fortified structure with defensive positioning. He believes he's uncovered enough to know for certain that fugitive Nazis were housed and protected in these buildings. And he believes that whoever lived here had help. And where do you think that was controlled from? It was controlled by a bunch of people with a lot of money. Where was the spot in Argentina with the most kind of concentration of these guys? It was Bariloche. And why there? Because the landscape is very similar to South Germany, and Bariloche was one of the highest concentration of German people at Argentina. Daniel will continue to search this site for evidence to support his theory. If he's right, the Nazis had the resources to hide a lot more than just a few buildings. And he believes those resources were sent from the city of Bariloche. What the hell is it for? For decades, many focused on the site's entrance. It's aligned with the rising sun on the summer solstice. So many believed it was intended as an astronomical worship or celebration site. But recently, an investigation turned up a macabre find that began to change the accepted view of Stonehenge. When we dug here, what we found was human remains. That was just a fraction of the number of people who were buried here. This place was full of the cremated remains of the dead. It's basically the largest cemetery within Britain for the whole of the third millennium BC. Incredible. So Stonehenge was much more than some ancient stargazing site. It also appears to be a massive graveyard. The connection between the two functions has remained elusive. But in recent years, the magic of technology has helped experts crack the code. English Heritage, which maintains the site, has been working on the most detailed scans of the monument ever conducted. The team behind the tech is here today. This is Stephen. Hey, Stephen. Hi. Antonio, nice to meet you. Josh. Hi. How are you? Pleasure to meet you. They've been using 3D scanners that shower the area with lasers, mapping and measuring every detail of the landscape down to fractions of a millimeter. Some are mounted on tripods, but others, like the Leica Pegasus backpack, are a bit more mobile. That's a Dalek from Doctor Who, correct? Correct, yes. Wearable Dalek. What is this thing? It's a mobile mapping unit. Do you want to have a go? Oh, for sure. I'd love to. This is the coolest backpack I've ever seen. So if I were to break this, what is the value of this thing I'm wearing? It's about $200,000. Well, it sounded a lot like you said $200,000. I did indeed. This is literally worth more than everything that I own. I walk through the monument with a laser scanner. Talk about doing work on the go. This thing has 32 individual lasers on board that are capable of capturing half a million data points every second. And the onboard cameras are able to see every single time I take a step, generating 25 megs of data every meter that I walk forward. In other words, this thing is able to see everything. In the most recent rounds of scans, English Heritage generated an incredible 850 gigabytes of data, which has started to settle long-simmering debates about the site's original function. The scan showed us that, particularly in this direction where the sun sets in midwinter, along the solstice alignment, the stones were shaped much more carefully than some of the other stones. The scans reveal that special care was used in constructing and refining a specific viewing alignment, not just the summer solstice, but in fact, completely the opposite. Stonehenge seems to instead have been built to channel the sunset on the shortest day of the year. We've all been thinking about the midsummer sunrise, but it now looks as though the most important direction of sight is through that gap, towards the midwinter sunset. Far from being an altar to worship the gods who brought the light and warmth of summer, Stonehenge appears to have been made for the dark cold of an English winter. And that's not all the data has shown. One of the things the laser scan also shows us is the detail of the dressing of the stones. And when I say dressing, what we mean is the way that the stones are worked You can see here these mushroom shapes. So these are all axes. Look at that. That is spectacular. The amazing detail uncovered 72 never-before-seen symbols carved into the stones. Oh, here. Though more recent than the original construction, the carvings here serve as a sort of nail in the coffin for what Stonehenge was really for. We only find carved axes on slabs associated with burials. This, along with the winter solstice alignment, supports Mike's theory that Stonehenge was actually built as a monument to the ancestors, a so-called land of the dead. Now, Richard's team has dug beneath the ancient floor of an uncovered building to reveal what appears to be a burial. It's slipping. Hang on. Could it be one of the snake kings we're looking for? Wow, Josh, the first time somebody's ever seen this since the day it was put in there. Oh, my god. There's bone in there. That is astounding. We're looking at a burial. No doubt about it. This is a burial. Oh, what is that? It's a ceramic vessel. It looks intact. It is. There's got to be a skull there. Wait, why? That's how the spirit communicates to the upper world. So they put that hole in the bottom of the vessel and let the spirit out? They put a hole or drill a hole in the bottom of a vessel. Unbelievable. What we have to do now is just clean all this dirt off. Then we can lift them up. We continue to carefully excavate the tomb, moving soil up and out of the chamber until we can properly assess the burial. Finally, we make one more descent into the claustrophobic chamber. Oh, my word. This is, in a word, remarkable. You can see his vertebrae. So leg bones are down here. Yeah, arm there and legs here. An intact Maya tomb is a rare find. Every object we discover inside will add to our knowledge of these ancient people. There's another pot. These are the offerings that were taken into the underworld. This Maya was buried clutching a ceremonial bowl. Thousands of years later, it still holds the bones of his fingers. But that's not the only pottery in here. So what we want to do now is let's just lift off this vessel off the skull. Very carefully, Josh. OK. There it is right there. Oh, my god. It's painted. Yeah. Look at that. That is astounding. Some kind of a nonolithic symbol. It's a series of concentric lines in the middle and something that was burned on the inside. Oh, it's beautiful. Richard delicately brushes thousands of years of dirt away from the skull. It all feels achingly fragile. Once you remove those stones, once you remove that dirt and you get down and you see the form of a person, it suddenly gets very real. We buried him enough to at least put two vessels with him. Right. And he was placed in a fairly elite building. Somebody was mourning him. This was clearly a person who was honored in death, but not a snake king. A royal tomb would have a much grander burial. Even so, this discovery is important. Documenting it in real time is a rare honor. This was a tender moment in history. We're just privileged to be able to try to capture that moment. Wow. It's something really special. Richard's team will continue excavating the site to look for other burials. But after a momentous day, we need to get some sleep. She sent him away to the military. Till 21 years later, he returned to take the throne. When she died, he became the pharaoh of Egypt. And he started to erase her from history. Look what happened. These are statues of her. Yes. All these heads have been damaged by the King Thutmose III. Even her name erased it from the temple. Even in Karnak, on the obelisk itself, he chiseled her name. Why did he try to remove her name? Because she took the throne. Normally, the pharaoh passing the throne of Egypt to his son, but Hatshepsut distracted that. The removal of Hatshepsut from the historical record leaves some big questions unanswered. Because her stepson was almost successful in erasing her accomplishments, we're left to ask, what else don't we know about Egypt's most powerful female ruler? The answers might lie to the south in a remote and mysterious ruin where archaeologists have uncovered a shocking secret. I'm in Egypt to learn the secrets of the pharaoh Hatshepsut, who, despite ruling in a golden age, was virtually erased from history. To find out how she was able to hold such power, I've taken to the back roads of what was once her mighty empire. I'm headed about 100 miles south of Luxor to a site called Silsila, where archaeologists are uncovering even more secrets to what made Hatshepsut so formidable. To get there, I've rented a pretty serious 4x4 here, which has in the glove compartment, and I swear to you this is true, a huge bag of pita. We're all set for snacks. The dust is endless, the weather is hot, and the road, well, it gets the job done. After hours behind the wheel, I pull over along the banks of the Nile. The site I'm traveling to can't be reached by road, so I'm linking up with my experts on a shallow-bottomed boat known as a Dahabiyya. On board are Maria Nilsson and John Ward, archaeologists who have dedicated the last seven years of their lives to unearthing some of the answers I'm after. Maria, John, how are you? Hi. Nice to meet you. Hi, there, Josh. Hi, how are you? Hi. What's your name? Freya. Hi, Freya. Say hi. Can I have a handshake? Nice to meet you. Is this your daughter? It is our daughter. Adorable. So is this your office? And home. All in one, lab as well, as you can see behind you. It's the very first time I've seen a kid's playhouse and a human skull in the same place. This is incredible. And if these two aren't impressive enough for you, they have another baby on the way. So you're working in 100-degree heat, raising a three-year-old, living on a boat on the Nile, six months pregnant. Yes, and that is far easier than to deal with a team. You are officially my hero, Maria. This is the queen of the Nile right here. Unbelievable. OK, so where are we going? Where is Silsila? Silsila? South of here. It's about a day's travel. I can handle an evening on this boat. Excellent. All right, let's set sail. Let's do it. We unfurl the sails, and before you know it, John and Maria, as well as the crew, their kid, a dog, and one impressed TV host set sail on a journey that will take us through the night. And as the sun sets over the land of the dead, the upper Nile reveals its true charm. This time of day, anywhere on the Nile, it's perfect. There's no better place in the world to be. It's stunning. You can see why they thought it was divine. A perfect place. The local branch here is the stuff of legend. Welcome to the Library of Alexandria, version 2.0. The original library was the center of knowledge in the ancient world, with hundreds of thousands of texts brought in by visitors to the city's harbor. Tragically, the library was destroyed by years of invaders and fires, centuries of science, literature, and wisdom obliterated. This iteration was unveiled in 2002. The outside of the building is adorned with scripts from just about every language on Earth. Inside, it's a jaw-dropping cathedral to the written word. In the basement of the library, I meet up with Kathleen Martinez, an archaeologist from the Dominican Republic, in front of a bust that many believe may be Cleopatra herself. But we don't know for sure. No, we're not sure until we find her tomb. And like everything about Cleopatra, that's a mystery. Yes. Now, I know that some people believe she was buried at her palace in the harbor. No, they are wrong. It's impossible, because the palace would be the last place for her to choose. So she had to choose a place where she could hide. What do the ancient sources tell us about her tomb? They already say she was buried in the Temple of Isis, the most important goddess in ancient Egypt. Before Isis became the scary word we can't say in airports, it was the name of the powerful Egyptian goddess considered the mother of the pharaohs. Because of this, she was believed to be the protector of Egypt, and Cleopatra was one of her priestesses. Isis was also a magician, and she was associated with snakes. And Cleopatra is associated with snakes as well. Yes, she was always surrounded by snakes. And famously, she died associated with snakes. Yes. She was an expert in venom, and she died using a venom from a cobra. Ancient sources indicate Mark Antony dies in Cleopatra's arms. Now alone, she knows she'll be forced to submit to the Roman Empire. So she withdraws into her tomb, where she allows herself to be bitten on the breast by a poisonous asp. And so to your mind, she would have entombed herself at a place associated with Isis, the goddess associated with snakes as well. Exactly, yes. And you think you found it? I'm convinced. Can you show it to me? Of course. Kathleen and I head 25 miles west along the Mediterranean coast to an immense compound of temples, and perhaps the final resting place of Cleopatra. Josh, this is Taposiris Magna. It's just awesome. Searching for Cleopatra's lost tomb, I've entered the ruins of a massive ancient complex with archaeologist Kathleen Martinez. Kathleen and her team are hard at work here. They have found 14 stone bases, which once supported statues of the 14 Ptolemy pharaohs, as well as a temple to Horus, the son of Isis, and a temple to Osiris. But what about Cleopatra's beloved Isis herself? Kathleen brings me to see evidence of a massive shrine here at Taposiris, including a devotional statue of Isis and an inscription marking her importance. So physically linking the goddess Isis to this site. Yes. The presence of a temple to Isis, who Cleopatra was so strongly connected to, is the key to Kathleen's theory. You believe 100% that Cleopatra's here? Yes, I'm sure. 100%? Yes. No doubt. I love your confidence. OK, so if she is here, where is she? Let's go find her. Yeah, it's that easy? It's not easy, but we're working hard. OK, come on, let's go find her.