It’s winter and time once again for glimpses of email from Forrest. These are letters he has received from real live searchers with his real live replies. The names were edited out or changed to keep lawyers from making any money off of us and sometimes the notes were edited to keep us all from falling asleep while reading them. In my humble opinion there is always something fascinating…some lovely nugget of digestible information in these emails Forrest shares with us…
Thank you Forrest!
The original emails to Forrest are in white and his responses are in yellow.
The beautiful weather the last few days lured me toward a winter attempt to reach the chest. I took two Geologists that work with me on a wild, crazy, snowshoe adventure.
We are back home in Utah this morning, very sore, but exhilarated by the adventure. What a great trip and it was a fantastic bonding experience with the guys. We worked to the point that our bodies were giving out. I won’t give up and will continue to improve my fitness level for the next go around.
Hope all is well.
Alan, no need to go where a 79 or 80 year old codger could not go carrying a 42 pound box of gold. Rest up and try again in the spring. f
I have figured out there is no treasure. This is a medical study being done by Dr. Fenn concerning the use of riddles to help delay the effects of Alzheimers Disease.
We are the case study to prove his theory that by doing riddles helps your ability to keep your mind healthy. This will soon be published in the PubMeds that are available to all doctors. The population at large will only get a brief overview of the complete study, which will more then likely not help much.
Looking forward to receiving your memoir, researching has been a lot of fun for my son and me. He is very excited about our trip. Which I think will be in June for 2 weeks.
I am concerned about one thing about the quest, should I carry a firearm (as laws permit)? Its more to do with safety with wildlife there, then protecting from other people. But I guess that wouldn’t be a bad idea either.
Hope all is well
I hid the treasure chest at the first onset of dementia. I knew I had a disease so I made myself a note that revealed the exact location because I wanted later on to give some additional clues. Now I don’t remember where I put the note. Maybe if I search my fishing box I can find what it is that I was looking for. But why would I want to fish in this weather? I’ll go ask my wife Phyllis where my tool kit is.
No gun necessary if you are to search NM, just watch for the rare rattlesnake. In Montana and Wyoming if you see a griz you should be safe. All you have to do is outrun your son. f
It is with great pleasure that I am writing you to say “Thank you”.
I was given a link to your story by one of my employees. She knows that I love chasing gold and treasure. She thought I would enjoy your story. Not only did I enjoy your book, but I have had it two days and have read it three times. I am planning a Spring search. Somewhere deep inside, I hope that I never find your treasure. The journey will be treasure enough.
Thank you for creating a legend. I hope you have a wonderful day.
Please don’t feel obligated to return my email. I run a small business and don’t have time for all the emails I get either. I will understand.
Of course I have time for you Jack. Please thank your employee for giving you the link to my book. I can’t believe you read it three times already. I like what you said about the journey being treasure enough. There is a quote in the new book about Joe Duveen, “They never knew that it was the search they sought, and not the quarry. Good luck in the spring. f
My wife does not believe this story to be true and is unwilling to support my actual treasure hunt trip out to retrieve the treasure. Since my wife and beautiful newborn son are more important than even the worldly treasure that awaits me; I am wondering if there is some agreement we can come to on how I actually retrieve the treasure. If I tell you exactly where you’ve hidden the treasure would you get it and present it to me at my home in Toronto Ontario Canada instead?
Then I can really buy you that drink and tell you about how I found it without spending a dime OR leaving my home! Between you and I, this experience, this treasure will forever change my life, my families life and my son’s life.
For that I cannot ever repay you.
Eagerly anticipating your response.
I understand that your wife and son mean more to you than any other treasure. The fact that she doesn’t believe the story to be honest makes it probably not in your best interest that I bring the chest to you. It would embarrass her for being wrong and that could cause disharmony in your family. All things considered I think you should forget the gold and jewels. f
Hi Mr. Fenn,
I wonder if you could tell me if it’s at a place that my boys and I would be able to go to that’s not too risky of a place (ie: the side of a cliff). I haven’t even read your book yet. I’m already planning a trip though to Yellowstone with my family.
Patty, the treasure is where an elderly man put it so I suppose your kids would be in a safe place if they found it. f
Hi Mr. Fenn,
I read your magazine article in a flight magazine. I’m very excited about the idea of this. Do you know if it’s been found yet? Do you know of any treasure hunters out looking now in the cold?
The treasure has not been found and I don’t expect it to for a while. Most of the searchers have retired to the fireplace until spring. f
Dear Mr. Fenn,
I learned of your hidden treasure today and admit I have spent the last three hours analyzing your poem and researching geography in northern New Mexico. I was speaking with an old friend on the telephone this afternoon and he told your story with an excited interest. He is finishing medical school and wants to go on an adventure before his residency begins. As for me, I’m studying to sit for the Iowa bar exam at the end of February (rather, I am studying in those hours I am not distracted by tales of chests of gold). I have very little hope of ever finding your treasure chest and even less inclination as to its whereabouts after hours of research. However, I am very seriously considering a trip out west after the bar exam. Though it would be unimaginably wonderful to pay off my student loan debt in one fell swoop – I think the true value of the hunt lies in the experience, or if you will, the thrill of the chase. I have yet to read your book, but I imagine it will be only a matter of time before I order it.
I have also spent a fair amount of time researching you. One tidbit of information I found particularly funny is that you have been kicked out of Pompeii on more than one occasion. Is this true?
You have been compared to the coyote from Native American mythology. A rascal, a trickster even. I want to say that regardless of whether your hidden treasure will be found, regardless of whether there is a hidden treasure to find, I think you have done more good in this world with your wealth than most. Simply by motivating others to seek and explore.
I wrote because I imagine you enjoy the many correspondences you receive in a day and my email would not be an unwelcome addition. I also wanted to thank you for reminding me of a part of who I am that has waned greatly during the last years of my legal studies. I have had the opportunity to live abroad and travel widely. But now, after law school, (a black hole of creativity and childish adventure), I feel old and defeated much more often than I should.
Seetak, since you took the time to write me a long email I feel obligated to respond in kind, even though yours was the 6,864th one to enter my inbox. I am 82 years old and you are college age. Let me give you some advice because you will not live long enough to make all of the mistakes on your own. Go ahead and pass your bar exam but don’t you dare work as a lawyer. If you do you will wear a coat and tie, sit at a desk all day. You will not have time to smell the sky or experience the soft breeze ripe with sun. Go looking for my chest full of gold and all of the other treasures that lurk once you leave the florescent lights behind. I have spoken. f
Sorry, Just a quick follow up question if you wouldn’t mind helping me understand the legalities around this before I make the trip and collect. I am from Canada; Since this “found” treasure is okay/legal to have but isn’t legal to sell/buy; I’m in a pickle. I wont be able to take it across the US/Canadian Border back home and wont be able to sell the loot for money without getting shot robbed, killed, arrested, detained, investigated etc.. Do you have any suggestions? I’d hate to leave it there. Did you look into the legalities around this before you stashed it and offered it up?
Thank you again for your time
Ansel, I don’t see a problem. If you find the treasure in the US then sell it here and take the cash back to Canada. They do allow you to have cash don’t they? f
I had taken a break from all things Forrest Fenn and treasure there for a spell. While I was away I see folks saying you’ve said a treasure hunter was within 500ft.
Hope you are doing well.
Good luck in the chase Jameel. Call me when you find the treasure because I may need to borrow some money. f
What’s next, the Today Show? You probably won’t even talk to us after you get all snuggly with them. That should bring in a few thousand more searchers…
Did I tell you how much I dislike competition?
Delano, no, I will never forget the common folks as I climb the ladder to Emperor. I am so thankful that I might send out a few arrowheads. f
Hi Forrest (Indiana Jones),
Thanks for the laugh! My husband didn’t think it was necessary for me to rip your story out of a magazine, but he has been the one hoarding the article since. Haha. As for your blogs, I will definitely read them and any other information you think I may find helpful. I also plan to read your books as we continue analyzing your poem.
Although I am hopeful we will figure out your poem in its entirety, I realize thousands have not…but I’d like to think I am unique.
Thanks for recognizing that I am really Indiana Jones. I had to get a new hat so I could fit the description. And the horse manure on the rim cost $10 extra. I am glad you and your husband are gonna jump in the chase for the treasure. Tell him that if you find it he can have 10% of the gold so his feelings won’t be damaged. I think it is funny that you tore pages out of Hemispheres magazine. But aren’t you worried now that if you find the treasure a lot of United passengers are gonna be angry with you. Please keep me informed about your travel plans. f
Hi I’m Melody,
I am so excited about the book the Thrill of the Chase! I ordered the book yesterday and it should come on friday. I read all about the treasure in the January 2013 Hemisphere magazine on an air plane, and i asked my dad if we could take a trip out to the mountains. He said yes!!!!!! I have been waiting my whole life for an adventure like this! Well at least the past 2 years for an opportunity like this one!!
I am glad you are interested in the adventure. It should be fun for your whole family. Please keep me informed about where you are going and when, and my spirit will tag along with you. f
I can’t believe you swim there too!!! I am from Bozeman, and my parents used to take us to the boiling river and the firehole all the time when we were kids!! Now that we are older I go there with friends in the summer to relax and hang out in the sun. It makes me so happy that you are telling other people how beautiful Montana and Yellowstone are, I don’t think very many people realize how amazing it is!
Thanks for reading my blog and enjoying what it said. I have fond memories of Bozeman. One time a friend and I walked from West Yellowstone to Bozeman, 91 miles. It was maybe the best trip I ever made. We were walking along the Gallatin River with our bedrolls and candy bars on our backs when a mother black bear swam across the river with her two small cubs. She ran across the highway just 30′ in front of us, and climbed up a steep bank. Then her cubs ran across the road shaking water off their backs. But they couldn’t get up the steep bank. So my friend and I picked them up and threw them about six feet up on top. I’m sure the mother was thankful. It was fun walking on the outskirts of danger. f
Hi Forrest. I wrote you on FaceBook, but I thought I’d send you an e-mail as well. You don’t know me, but I’ve recently gotten to know lots of things about you and your hidden treasure. I’m on the way back from a trip I took skiing in Colorado where I randomly met a reporter that shared your whole story with me. It was one of the most fascinating stories I’ve heard, and I just wanted to send you a message to thank you for doing something so adventurous and imaginative. I will continue to follow you on your blog and Dal’s. Best wishes,
Phyllis, thanks for the email. I hope you didn’t learn too much about me from the reporter, but if you did, please don’t tell my wife of 59 years. So far she thinks I’m acceptable, however barely. And don’t follow Dal too closely unless you have pepper spray in one hand and a bible in the other.
I just wanted you to know that you have someone trying to find the treasure even in the country of Ukraine. I sure hope that I don’t come to the time when I think I know where it is. I will be here for a year and a half. Can you imagine waiting a year and a half or even six months to actually look for the treasure when you think you know where it is? I just wanted to thank you for what you have done. This has got to be one of the most interesting things I have ever read about. I even used your story as a sermon illustration on Sunday. I told your story and then said that God also has a treasure in His Word and He gives clues also telling us what it is and how it can be ours.
Good luck on your tour Franklin and hurry home and look for the treasure. I don’t know how long it will wait for you. f
Are you saying Bruce was close?
No, I’m not saying who was close. If I said Bruce was close he’d go back and step off exactly 500 feet and pick up the treasure. That would be terrible because you wouldn’t have anything to do all winter. One lady said she knows where the treasure is but it’s in the home of the brown recluse spider that likes dark, moist places. So she won’t go there even for the treasure. She hates spiders so she wants me to go get the chest and take it to her son, who needs the money for his education. She says he will probably give my bracelet back to me. So I have those things to think about. Being Forrest Fenn is not easy.
Dear Mr. Fenn
I’m sure that you have received several email in regards to your buried treasure. I am not one to ask for help, but I have been looking into ways to help my wife and kids have a better life and unfortunately working two jobs to make ends meet helps but takes away from family time. I’m not asking for you to give the exact location of your life’s amazing collection but an extra clue of where to start would be great. I have read every article I can find and had an idea of were to look. Then I read a statement you made about how this box was North of Santa Fa and south of Alaska. Now you have me more confused then ever. I’m sure it would make you happy to know the this amazing treasure is going to help some family out. Unfortunately only those who are retired and are already pretty well off can take the time to go look for this wonderful treasure hunt. I hope you will take my request into consideration. Thank you for your time. Wish you the best and God Bless.
If I gave you a clue and you found the treasure you would feel terrible because you had an advantage that no one else had. I could not do that because it would not be fair to you. But I wish you luck in the chase. f
Do you still pilot?
No, If you took off right now and didn’t land for 11 months, you still would not have as much flying time as I have, nearly all of it in jet fighters. That’s about 26,000,000 miles, or 1,040 times around the world.
Hardly a half day goes by that I don’t whittle away at that poem. I had a revelation about “warm waters” today while I was driving to the conservatory. It sends me in a different direction, more or less, anyway I am excited about following up on it. It’s the first new idea about the poem that I’ve had in awhile.
Clevon, tell me what you are thinking now so if it’s close I can go get it right quick and move it to a harder place. f