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Vanished into Thin Air: The Cowden Family Mystery That Still Haunts Oregon.

Vanished into Thin Air: The Cowden Family Mystery That Still Haunts Oregon.

 

 

Imagine a family enjoying a simple camping trip vanishing without a trace. Then months later, a discovery so horrific it chills you to the bone. This is the story of the Cowen family. A case that left an officer saying, “I’m sorry the Cowan family did not get justice and I was a part of their not getting justice.

” Prepare yourself because the truth behind their disappearance and the massacre that followed is a nightmare Oregon can’t forget. Richard Cowan, 28, a logging truck driver, and his wife Belinda, 22, were a young couple with two small children, David, 5, and baby Melissa, just 5 months old. They lived in White City, Oregon, a quiet town where families often sought refuge in the nearby wilderness.

 The Cowins were no strangers to the outdoors, knowing the forests around Copper, Oregon intimately. Their Labor Day weekend trip in 1974 was a lastminute decision. Richard’s plans to work on the driveway fell through, so they packed their car, their trusty basset hound, Droopy, and headed for Carberry Creek.

 This remote spot near Copper, a tiny hamlet soon to be flooded by a dam, promised peace and relaxation. Their plan was simple. Camp Friday and Saturday nights, visit Belinda’s mother in copper on Sunday, then head home. The weather was perfect, sunny and clear. Everything seemed set for a perfect family getaway, a brief escape from the everyday.

 But the woods held a terrifying secret, waiting. Sunday arrived, the day the cowins were expected at Belinda’s mother’s house. Richard and young David were last seen around 9:00 a.m. at the Copper General Store, just a mile from their campsite, buying milk and supplies. After that brief, mundane errand, they vanished. No one saw them again.

As dinnertime passed, with no sign of the family, Belinda’s mother grew worried. She drove to the Carberry Creek campsite, a growing sense of dread in her stomach. What she found there only deepened the mystery and the fear. The family’s pickup truck was parked exactly where they’d left it. The campsite itself seemed untouched, frozen in time.

 The camp stove was set up, belongings scattered as if they just stepped away for a moment. On the picnic table sat a half full carton of milk bought that morning. Richard’s wallet, containing $21 and his valuable Rolex watch lay untouched. Belinda’s purse was there along with her open pack of cigarettes. Even the truck keys were left behind.

 Yet, the family’s bathing suits were missing from the truck, suggesting they might have planned a dip in the creek. But why leave everything else? It made no sense. Belinda’s mother called out, searched the creek banks, but found nothing. The scene was unsettling. No signs of a struggle, no tracks leading away, just an eerie, unnatural quiet.

 It was as if the family had simply evaporated into the dense Oregon forest. Returning home, Belinda’s mother immediately contacted the Jackson County Sheriff’s Office. Deputies arrived at the campsite, confirming the disturbing scene. Creepy and unnerving was how they described it. No blood, no violence, nothing overtly wrong.

 Yet, everything felt terribly, terribly wrong. Rumors began to swirl. In the remote, wild parts of Oregon, strange theories take root. Had Bigfoot claimed another victim? The mystery fueled speculation, highlighting the profound lack of answers. The next morning, one of the largest search operations in Oregon history was launched.

 Helicopters, search dogs, and hundreds of volunteers combed the rugged terrain. Caves, woods, and waterways were meticulously searched, but the forest held its secrets tight. Before the full search began, a heartbreaking sign emerged. Droopy, the family’s basset hound, appeared alone at the Copper General Store, scratching at the door.

 The dog’s return without his family, confirmed the worst fears. Something terrible had happened. The case captured national attention discussed in media outlets like the New York Post. Despite the intense search and interviews with over 150 people, no leads emerged. The Cowen family had seemingly vanished into thin air. The community refused to give up.

 A $2,000 reward was offered. Belinda’s mother wrote a poignant plea in the Mail Tribune urging hunters to keep an eye out, hoping for any small clue. Over 200 people wrote to Oregon Senator Mark Hatfield pleading for FBI involvement. Their request was denied. There was no evidence of kidnapping or crossing state lines.

 The FBI stated the case remained a local mystery, a heavy weight on the community. Investigators began to wonder about other unsolved disappearances in the area. Eight women had gone missing around the same time under similarly mysterious circumstances. Could there be a connection? The chilling revelation came later. These eight disappearances were attributed to the notorious serial killer Ted Bundy.

Did this infamous killer cross paths with the Cen family? Or was this just a cruel coincidence, adding another layer of complexity to an already baffling case? Autumn turned to winter, then spring. More than 7 months passed with no sign of the Cowen family. The hope of finding them alive dwindled, replaced by a grim determination to find answers, no matter how painful.

On April 12th, 1975, two young gold prospectors were working near Sturgeis Fork, about 7 mi east of Carberry Creek. As they searched the forest floor, they made a discovery that would bring a horrifying conclusion to the Cowen family’s disappearance. They first spotted scattered bones. Looking up, they saw something far more chilling. A skeleton tied to a tree.

More bones were scattered nearby, painting a gruesome picture of a crime scene left exposed to the elements for months. Terrified, the prospectors fled and contacted the police. Authorities quickly secured the area. The skeleton tied to the tree was identified through dental records as Richard Cowan. The remote forest clearing was now a crime scene, a place of unspeakable horror.

What they found within the dark, damp confines of the cave, was the rest of the Cowen family. Belinda, David, and baby Melissa. Their bodies were discovered together, a heartbreaking tableau in the wilderness. The scene confirmed the worst fears. This was not a simple disappearance, but a brutal massacre.

 The medical examiner’s findings were horrific. Richard Cowan had been shot twice in the head. Belinda had been shot once in the head. 5-year-old David had also been shot in the head. Baby Melissa, just 5 months old, had not been shot. Her cause of death was determined to be asphyxiation, likely smothered. The sheer brutality, the targeting of a baby, sent shock waves through the investigators and the community.

 The evidence suggested the family was likely ambushed. Perhaps Richard and David were returning from the store when they encountered their killers. The killers then went to the campsite, found Belinda and Melissa, and forced them to the cave. Investigators worked tirelessly, but leads were scarce. Who would commit such a heinous act against an entire family, including a baby? Robbery seemed unlikely given Richard’s wallet and watch were left behind.

 Was it a random act of violence? Someone they knew? Suspects were considered, questioned, and ultimately ruled out. The Ted Bundy connection was explored, but never definitively linked to the Cowen case. The lack of forensic evidence after months in the elements made the investigation incredibly difficult. The officer’s quote at the beginning of this story reflects the deep frustration and sorrow surrounding this case.

Despite the discovery of the bodies and the clear evidence of murder, the person or people responsible for the Cowen family massacre have never been brought to justice. The lack of closure has left a permanent scar on the community and the surviving family members. The question of who committed this atrocity and why continues to echo through the years, a painful reminder that justice was denied.

It remains unclear if Richard died before or after his family. This detail adds another layer of confusion to an already tragic scene. The sequence of events is lost to the silence of the woods. A brief theory suggested Richard killed his family and himself, but this was quickly dismissed. How could he have tied himself to a tree after committing such acts? The murder weapon, the 22 caliber rifle, was never recovered.

 This strongly suggested that someone else was responsible. A killer walked free, leaving behind unimaginable sorrow. What made the discovery even more disturbing was the location itself. The very area where the bodies were found had been searched before. This happened in September, just a week after the cowins vanished. The man who previously searched that exact spot confirmed it.

 He could even point out the specific cave he checked. He stated with certainty that the Cowan family was not there when he looked. They were brought to that remote spot, possibly after the initial search efforts had lessened. It seems they were still alive when they were taken there, only to be killed in that desolate place.

The discovery of shell casings at the scene supported this grim timeline. It pointed to the fact that they were likely murdered right there. The final moments of their lives unfolded in that isolated clearing. Some campers had seen Droopy, the family’s dog. He was wandering a couple of miles from the campsite.

 They thought nothing of it at the time, just a lost dog. The loyal dog eventually made his way to the Copper General Store. He was a silent witness to the tragedy, unable to tell his story. His presence was a sad echo of the family he lost. Meanwhile, an elderly family from Los Angeles arrived to camp at Carberry Creek.

 This was on Sunday, September 1st. After the cowins were already gone, they reported seeing something unsettling. They saw three people near the campsite in a pickup truck. There was a man, a woman, and another man. The family found them unsettling, feeling watched. They felt like the people in the truck were waiting for someone to leave.

Waiting before they packed up and left themselves. Could this have been Richard, Belinda, and the killer? Was the killer holding them at gunpoint in the truck? At this point, the mystery of the Cowan family’s disappearance baffled everyone. It seemed impossible. Yet, it had happened. Yet, amidst the confusion, one person stood out as a potential suspect.

 His name was Dwayne Lee Little. Investigators still believe he may have been involved. His chilling background has kept this suspicion alive for decades. It’s a past marked by violence and darkness. A past that intersects tragically with the Cowan family’s fate. In 1974, Dwayne was just 25 years old. He lived in the small town of Rush near the dense forests of Oregon, a place that held its own secrets.

What made his story even more disturbing was his recent history. He had been released from the Oregon State Penitentiary only 4 months before the Cowins vanished. He was a man with a violent past, now free. Dwayne had spent years in prison for a brutal crime. He had assaulted and murdered a teenage girl named Aura Fa Fipps.

 Her young life was tragically cut short by his actions. At first glance, Dwayne appeared harmless, even charming. He was good-looking and had even served as class president, a facade that hid a terrible darkness. But his dark side was revealed in the most horrific way. Aura, a neighbor, went for a horseback ride one day. She never returned home.

After a search, her body was found. The world learned of the terrible crime he had committed. The community was left in shock and disbelief. Little’s motives for such a horrific act remain a mystery to this day, a senseless act of violence that foreshadowed future darkness. He served a 10-year sentence for this crime.

He was granted parole despite the brutality of his actions, a decision that would have unforeseen and tragic consequences. The system released a predator back into the world. According to his mother, he suffered serious head trauma as a child. This is a common factor among many notorious criminals.

 A potential explanation, but not an excuse. On top of that, it’s believed his mother’s behavior towards him was psychologically damaging, not through physical abuse, but by manipulating his emotions and actions, a troubled home life that may have shaped his violent tendencies. After serving time for the brutal crime against Aura, Dwayne was released in May of 1974.

He moved to Medford, Oregon. He worked in a warehouse and lived with his parents. Strangely, his parents’ house was just a short distance from the Cowan family’s campsite. It was near Carberry Creek, a chilling proximity that cannot be ignored. During Labor Day weekend that year, Dwayne was reportedly in Copper.

 This was the same weekend the Cowins disappeared. His presence in the area is highly suspicious. When questioned by the police, he denied everything. He denied ever meeting the cowins. He claimed to have no knowledge of their disappearance. But there was more to his story. His girlfriend at the time came forward.

 She did so after Dwayne cheated on her. She told police that he owned a 22 caliber rifle. This raised serious questions immediately. Convicted felons like Dwayne were not allowed to possess firearms. What made this even worse was the weapon used in the murders. Two of the Cowan family members had been shot with a 22 caliber rifle.

 The connection was undeniable and deeply troubling. The most puzzling part though was Dwayne’s refusal to take a polygraph test. This happened when he was questioned about the cow and murders. It was a critical moment. The officers told him that if he passed the test, he wouldn’t be sent back to prison, not for illegally possessing the firearm. Yet, Dwayne still refused.

This refusal only fueled suspicion. It led to him being sent back to prison for violating his parole. His silence spoke volumes, suggesting he had something to hide. He would be released again in 1977. free once more. Despite the lingering questions, the shadow of the Cowan case still followed him.

 In 1980, Dwayne’s violent nature resurfaced in a chilling way. A pregnant woman named Margie Hunter became his next victim. Her car had broken down near Portland, Oregon. Dwayne, pretending to be a good Samaritan, offered her a ride, but instead of helping, he attacked her. He strangled, stabbed, and assaulted her. Miraculously, Margie survived the brutal assault.

 She was able to identify Dwayne as her attacker. Her survival was a testament to her strength. Dwayne was convicted for this crime. He was sentenced to 60 years in prison, a sentence that finally put him behind bars for a significant time. Now, if you’re still not convinced that Dwayne Little might be the killer of the Cowan family, consider this.

 Remember the testimony from the elderly couple? They reported seeing a truck near the campsite. They saw a man and a woman in the front and another man in the back. They said the woman appeared to be crying. This gave them a deeply creepy feeling. Well, it was later confirmed that the truck matched the description provided by the couple and it was actually Little’s family’s truck.

 A chilling confirmation that places him directly at the scene. A minor who owned a nearby cabin revealed something significant. Little and his parents had stopped by on Monday, September 2nd, 1974. They even signed a guest book he kept for visitors. This was just a few days after the cowins went missing. Their presence in the area documented contradicts their denials.

 It places them near the scene of the crime shortly after the abduction. Even more damning evidence emerged later. While serving time for a different crime, an inmate named Rusty Kelly shared a cell with Dwayne Little. Kelly claimed that Little confessed to him. Little allegedly told Kelly that he was responsible for the Cowan family murders.

 An inmate confession, while needing careful consideration, adds significant weight to the circumstantial evidence. It’s a direct link, albeit from a potentially unreliable source. Despite this confession and the overwhelming circumstantial evidence, little has never been formally charged in connection with the murders. It’s a haunting mystery that remains officially unsolved.

So many pieces seem to point in his direction, but no clear resolution has ever been reached. And to this day, the remaining family of the Cowan family still holds out hope. Hope that someday justice will be served for Belinda, Richard, David, and Melissa. Hope that the truth will finally bring closure. Dwayne Little is now 75 years old.

 He is serving his sentence at the Oregon State Penitentiary for the attack on Margie Hunter. Given his age and the length of his confinement, it makes you wonder, will justice ever truly be delivered for the Cowan family? Will the man suspected of their brutal murders ever face charges for those specific crimes? The passage of time makes it less likely, but the hope persists.

So, I’ve got to ask you, what do you think? Do you believe Dwayne Lee Little could have been responsible for the Cowan murders? The evidence is circumstantial but compelling. And if he did, do you think he could have pulled it off all by himself? I mean, consider the logistics. He managed to tie Richard to a tree while Belinda and the kids were still held captive, likely in the cave.

 It’s a complex and horrifying scenario. I want to hear your thoughts on this tragic case. Comment down below and let’s get this conversation going. If you feel the weight of this story and want to help bring more cases like this to light, click the like button. Subscribe to the Into the Crime Depths channel for more insights into unsolved mysteries and true crimes.

 Thanks again for watching and remembering the Cowan family.