Haley Fox

He was working at the Punchbowl the day the deputy disappeared.

I am.

Oh, I'm Betsy.

This is my reporting partner, Haley.

Nice to meet you, Haley.

Thank you for meeting us out here.

Yeah, so we're working...

Jack Farley's retired now, but for 35 years, he was assigned to work the Punchbowl.

What a cool job.

It was Farley's job to keep an eye on things, to tend the grounds and patrol the area.

So he noticed when Ajay became a regular at the Punchbowl, and he clocked Ajay's regular parking space, the one closest to the trailhead.

Farley remembers that the day Ajay disappeared, his white Ford F-150 truck was parked in that very same spot, surrounded on all sides by wilderness.

We're not totally sure about the devil part of it, though.

According to local lore, early homesteaders saw a grinning devil in the rock formations.

We didn't see Satan in the rock face, but we did see something else.

Thanks to a county park employee named Dave Neumer.

Pattern recognition is why we see gods and goddesses in the stars and the man in the moon.

It's also a key part of criminal investigations, a way to turn information into a story.

And that's why we've come to the Devil's Punchbowl, to see if we can make sense of what happened on June 11th, 1998.

So we pull out a map we printed from the internet, because we're prepared journalists and elder millennials, and we present it to Ranger Farley.