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         Mines. This rang a bell. A stone’s throw from the
       the sun shone on some unusual piles of stone chips or
       pretty colours; red, brown, violet, yellow and green. I his was stag.
         ‘Remember I told you about the prehistoric copper mines, sai
       Costa. ‘They arc here!’                                        .
         The parts of a long unsolved puzzle seemed to fit logically
       together, and it made me hold my breath a moment as Costa
       pointed to a nearby mountain, behind the hill overlooking the
       temple-mound. It looked like a huge, rotten, rusty-red tooth,
       almost worn through at the middle. This was no eroded crater. Not
       the work of nature. What he pointed to was clearly the work of
       man.
         ‘One of the prehistoric quarries,’ said Costa. ‘Everywhere in this
       vicinity you will see evidence of early copper mining activity.
         I began to sec a meaning in the strange location of a seemingly
       Sumerian ziggurat. Fresh in my mind since my researches in Iraq
       and our days with Geoffrey Bibby in Bahrain were the texts of
       some of the old Sumerian clay tablets. I began to add two and two
       together and could hardly keep my suspicions to myself.
         Costa told us that an estimated 40,000 tons of slag were scattered
       about the foot of that one mountain. Prospection Limited crews had
       discovered a total of some forty-six such ancient mine sites in
       northern Oman. Costa was itching to take us further inland to
       another site where an estimated 100,000 tons of slag were heaped in
       piles. A whole mountain had been removed by prehistoric miners
       who had turned it into a valley covered by multi-coloured slag to
       look like a giant painter’s palette. Here prehistoric copper miners
       had been crushing the slag from their many small furnaces.
         Bumping through trackless canyons and dried-up river beds we
       reached what Costa considered the most impressive site in Oman,
       and we were
       activiriec v u• founded by the immensity of the prehistoric
       eiam ,     ^ had transformed the whole landscape into a sort of
       nothino ^              outd°°r theatre. Of the former mountain
       outcron f aS C j       ^°PPer miners but a monumental metallic
       battlefield rn1 j ^ a tr*umphal arch on the low hill at the side of a
       eatewav fllle1drwi* multi-coloured debris. Perhaps this majestic
       ooenina t4^aS V l-1'6 °n PurPosc to commemorate the original
       the rnrfn rou8h which the miners had first worked their way into
          I cnuU m°1Untain tha< they had gradually caused to disappear,
       exclaimed 11°^ °n^?r keeP my deductions to myself. ‘Makan,’ I
       us the ! °iSta edUS *nto t^le 8reat gateway and turned to show
         3 the sPectacular sight. ‘Yes,’ he confirmed, ‘this may well be
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