Searching Area Six…..


This following story was submitted by The Wolf.


The problem with just relying on the belief you have solved the poem, is there will be a constant subconscious questioning of whether you really have the correct solution.  If one can live with that belief forever, there is no need to return to prove it.  Unfortunately for me that satisfaction did not remain untested.  At the end of June, I decided to take my wife Gina and my youngest son Blake out to New Mexico to experience the recovery of the treasure at “Area 6”.  After all what better experience for a 13-year-old boy than to discover a million dollar treasure with his father!  After school was out we headed to Taos, which would serve as a nice staging location for other vacation activities should we fail to locate the treasure.  The problem with this plan is that should I fail to discover the treasure, the thrill of the chase would be over forever as that was the promise I made to my wife.  I assessed the probability of my solution matching the poem this closely at 1 in 500,000 mainly because of the near flawless blaze and heavy load combination. However, I only felt our chance of finding the treasure at 66%, mostly because I placed all my bets on digging a hole at the initial spot where the blaze was visible.  There was no backup plan other than to sweep the area with a metal detector should it not be at this exact “X” spot.

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So our journey to Area 6 begins at the Chevron Moly mine this is where warm waters halt. I previously assumed that warm waters halted at the larger tailings pond at Questa.  When I looked at the map and discovered that there were two smaller tailings ponds right at the mine itself, I realized that other hiding places to the east became a possibility.  As I mentioned in my previous story, the tailings pond is 68 degrees, which is the temperature of the ore that came from the underground mine and by definition this is warm since it is the temperature in our homes.  Further support to this location is the mountain at the mine site; it is completely bald and void of trees, which matches the depiction in the book where the man looks up at the bird nesting in the moon because he has chopped all the trees down. Next we take the Red River canyon down 7000 meters, (too far to walk) and “put in” on the other side of the Red River.  Crossing this river has to be done on foot because there is no bridge.  This serves as a natural barrier and thus very few people would be willing to cross the river at this location. Fortunately there is a fallen tree and one can get across without getting wet but, if you find the treasure, you will have to cross it on foot which of course will be “worth the cold.”  The end of the tree had broken off since my last visit and someone had made a make shift bridge to the fallen tree. I had to take our equipment across the tree bridge and assisted Blake and Gina across as it is a little tricky getting onto the tree bridge.  After we cross the river we walked 30 meters directly towards the mountain wall,


we then climbed a 20-foot mound of tailings and at the top was a cave.


This mine is very long and requires a flashlight to venture inside and it also serves as an excellent match for the home of Brown Bat. The fact that this cave is exactly where the trail to the canyon starts and it just happens to be immediately abeam the crossing point for the river which gives great strength for the poem phrase “put in below the home of Brown.”  Then we took a left turn (drawing neigh) and followed the mountain side, it is very tough terrain (no place for the meek) as there is no natural path.  The first 100 meters is tough slugging as we push through the thorny bushes.  Gina repeatedly complains that no 80 year old could do this and I reassured her that Forrest is a very tough 80 year old.  Finally, we turned the corner and headed up Bear Canyon. Gina is very afraid of Bears – how afraid is she you ask?

Well our mission was just about aborted that morning when we were at the breakfast table talking to some folks who mentioned that there are Black Bears in the area. My head instantly dropped and I started to slump towards the floor as I know this kind of conversation would definitely get her worked up and I might not get her or Blake to come with me.  Sometimes it is best to talk about your fears in order to overcome them so Gina proceeded to tell the group that we once camped at Yellowstone and her dentist planted a huge fear of bears in her mind.  The only way she was going to camp was if we booked a spot right in the middle of the largest campground in Yellowstone.  I never quite felt we were really camping since we were in the midst of the hundreds of 60 foot trailers towing Hummers. None-the-less, when we were setting up the tent Gina noticed a Buffalo walking right through the next campsite.  She explained to me that if a Buffalo can walk through it, certainly a bear can too!  Then she returns from the bathroom where she frantically exclaimed a sign said that bears had trampled tents within the last week. It did not seem to matter when I pointed out the date on that sign was a least a month old. As a desperate measure to soothe her fear, I mixed a concoction of Javex, water and pepper, called it “bear repellent” and sprayed a circle of it around the tent. Sure enough, on the first night Gina woke me up and she was so terrified she was shaking uncontrollably.  She asked what was making that sound of fur rubbing against the tent and she also wondered what is causing the metal clinking coming from the garbage container? I am too groggy to come up with a repartee as the intermittent sound continued and her concern escalated.  After five minutes, I realized my oldest son’s hair was rubbing against the side of the tent whenever he breathed deeply, which proved to be the source of the noise.  Well this was enough for her and she jumped out of the tent and slept in the van for the remainder of the camping trip.  Even my attempts to plant seeds of guilt in her mind, by asking her as how she could live with herself after watching her entire family eaten by a Grizzly as she watched from the comforts of her fortress, were futile.

I digress, now back to our adventure; we soon came across a near dry stream bed that is only a foot wide which is an excellent fit for “no paddle up your creek” and we followed it up the tight mountain valley. The mountain wall on our right is probably 800 feet straight up and its beauty and grandeur is another reason it drew me here on my initial search.  This helped build my case as to why I felt this could be a private and special place to Forrest. Shortly after hiking along this new path, Gina discovered fresh bear scat.  I tried to tell her it was Elk dung but she won’t hear it and started to freak out. Finally she gathered her composure and agreed to press on (that’s my sweetie!) but she insisted on singing Christmas carols all the way up, since that is what the folks at the breakfast table recommended – a small price to pay!  Three hundred meters up the hill, we started to see a couple of really large eight foot boulders (heavy loads) followed by the sound of the cascades and small waterfalls (water high).


Finally, we crossed the stream and went around this ten foot high boulder where we could first see the blaze. The blaze is 30 meters away and it is a large boulder that looks exactly like an owl.


This blaze is absolutely perfect as it explains why Forrest uses the word “wise” and it also explains why the poem is all you need since “wise” describes the blaze as an owl.  It is here that if you look “quickly down” there is a small mound where I believe the treasure is buried.


We fired up the metal detector, held are breaths and swung it across the mound.  Nothing!  My heart sinks and Gina said “ok lets head back” and I replied “not so fast –  we still need to cover the path to the blaze”.  I get a couple of hits which makes me excited only to find a couple of empty tin can lids – I guess humans do pass through here after all.  After scanning the path, I am ready to finally admit the treasure is not here, when I notice ten feet below the blaze is a small crevasse under the vertical mountain shear wall.  I place the metal detector in the hole and to my surprise it squeals.  I remove a few rocks and try again and this time it goes berserk .  Now our hearts race, this has to be it and I pull out my flashlight and I am “brave” and I crawl in and grab on to something metal (oh this is a good sign) and give it a tug. My heart sinks again as it is only a foot long piece of iron.  How the heck did that get there?  We spent a total of three hours searching every square foot between the heavy load and the blaze.  Finally time is up and we head back down the trail and once we reach the river, fire ants climb up Gina’s pants and start biting her butt; she is so anxious to end this adventure, she scampers across that tree bridge like she is one of the Great Wallendas. I am elated they endured this adventure and I am very happy that Gina faced and over came her bear fear – or so to speak.

During the drive back, we decided to finish the Enchanted Circle via Red River. On the way, we stopped at the Red River Cemetery and I sat on some dead guy’s tombstone.  A searcher really has time to think in a graveyard!  The light bulb goes on as I realize, that tree that protrudes out of the ground from that pile has to go somewhere and then I realize the other side of that enormous boulder is six feet lower than the blaze side and the water cascades around it.  Look “quickly” down means to look down under the “heavy load” boulder. I will have to return the next day alone to check this one spot out because my support group are all “funned out!”

My family’s commitment of this infatuation only goes so far, so the next morning I return alone and the day is beautiful with ultra clear blue skies.  At an altitude of 8000 feet the blue in the sky is much clearer and brighter than at sea level. When I arrived at the huge boulder I noticed a very small opening between it and the canyon wall.


It almost looked too small for me to fit in, but I then think about first line in the poem which says, “I went alone in there,” so I guess I must too, and yes, only one person can fit in there which certainly explains the “alone” part. I pull out my flashlight and it all makes sense as to why he says to bring one as it is quite dark in this cramped cavity and I must be “brave” to crawl in this very slim opening.


It is very cramped inside and I can’t see much initially, so I removed some rocks,  I scanned the entire cavity and realized that this is the perfect place to hide the treasure but I just can’t find it.  That dead tree that I was sticking out from the mound on the other side of this enormous boulder, juts right through the opening and I felt that it must have something to do with the phrase in the poem: “in the wood,” even though we were clearly in the woods at this location

With the time remaining, I spent hiking up to the top of the falls and onto the other side of the creek where I had the best vantage point to view the canyon wall. This is really a beautiful place and I wonder how could I get nine clues so perfectly matched.  I am in awe that my warm waters are in fact unique (only two others have correctly identified it before), these waters are 20-30 degrees warmer than any spring or river in the rockies. The distance from there to the home of Brown is right at the sweet spot for too far to walk. Then to find a cave on the river bank that leads to a waterfall is extremely rare, and to top it off, to find a pareidolia that looks exactly like an owl alone is one in a million. This type of blaze is the ultimate, it will last 1000 years, it is easy to miss because you must use your imagination (which we all agree is more important than knowledge). Further, to have that perfect blaze sit right beside a waterfall and to have another waterfall exist exactly at the place where you can first see the blaze, which then allows one to pinpoint the precise location, is extremely remote.  Finally, the odds of being able to look down from this spot and find a small dark cavern which is perfect to hide a treasure and then to have this all be the wrong location, is in my opinion astronomical.

That is just the clues in the poem, what about supporting evidence in the book?  There are several references that support this location, the primary one is the cartoon of the trees that are chopped down with the bird nesting on the moon.  The mountain where the Moly mine exists is entirely cleared of trees.  I have never seen a whole mountain without trees and thus it has a very strong resemblance to the meaning behind the cartoon.  The apex of the “W,” which is omega in the Greek alphabet, formed by two mountains framing the entrance (which also could be considered the two omegas) to the Red River Valley, is the start of this mine where the warm waters halt. Using a “W” instead of an “X” is not obvious but provides excellent support to this location.  The most powerful and convincing book reference is the latitude of this blaze (36 degrees 41 minutes N. ) is exactly the latitude described in the story where Forrest’s father trades the 36 Chev for a 41 Plymouth.  The longitude is not as obvious as I would not expect Forrest to make it that easy.  Forrest says in the book that the real heros in the Vietnam war were the F105 pilots and on page 129 he says “there is no hero anywhere in me”.  He says his “body is tired” in the story where he blankets the whole city of Philadelphia with his thumb in his T-33 jet similar to stanza 5 where he says – “I’ve done it tired”. These hero/tired reference numbers form the exact same longitude of this blaze location – 105 33 W.  The odds of this coincidence matching all of the possible locations in the rocky mountains is 1 in 12 million.  None-the-less, I have to conclude that either the treasure is either: really well hidden, I interpreted the final part of the poem incorrectly, the treasure has been found, or that the poem is so vague that almost any solution is valid.  If the latter is the case, it is impossible for any one to move with conviction to retrieve the trove and I believe I have certainly demonstrated the most convincing case of conviction and yet I still sit here empty handed.  If I have solved the poem and somehow made an error then I congratulate anyone who can correctly guide this quest back on course.

After contemplating this solemn reality while enjoying the majestic beauty of this place, I finally must leave and I realize I must retire from searching since I truly believe I am not capable of finding a better fit to the poem. I am incapable of shifting my paradigm and I just cannot envision Forrest providing a better solution to the poem, unless he somehow over the past 40 years, snuck off and carved a Mount Rushmore style image of himself on the side of some mountain. Einstein once said, repeating the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result is the definition of insanity; thus I will not return to this site in search of the treasure.  However, I have since transformed this magical spot to “The Wolf’s Treasure Cache.”  I am so convinced this is the best solution to the poem, that I hid a small treasure in a secret spot near the blaze for the next person to find and hopefully they will add to this cache.  Perhaps some day, if enough people add to it, we will have a treasure as valuable as the one we seek.

Over the next few days, we visited the John Dunn bridge, Ojo Caliente and Los Alamos.


Not to search but to just enjoy the beauty and history of these magnificent places.  I even talked to a searcher at the John Dunn bridge who was staring at a trail blaze and some flowers down hill from it; he wondered if it was a possible hiding place.  I just smiled as I realized in my mind nothing could ever compare! This experience served to confirm my satisfaction with our effort and for the remainder of the trip, we just relaxed and enjoyed our vacation and took pictures of this unique landscape.  With every trip comes compromise and this one was no exception and since I was unable to produce the goods it was payback time for me; so trust me did I ever have to pay back at Ojo Caliente as you can see by this photo!


So what have I learned?  I learned that 13 year old boys likes treasure hunting only IF you find the treasure! I learned that a person can move with absolute conviction and still not find the treasure. Finally, I learned that the pure randomness of this poem will generate a false sense of conviction, so it is wise to always have a plan “B” and make sure your enjoy the experience.


The Wolf

96 thoughts on “Searching Area Six…..

  1. I see a lot of flaws in your plan. I believe that you can convince yourself so much thst you get a false confidence.

      • Wolf I’m not trying to put you down. Its a great story and was exciting to read it too. I’m just saying that your right when it can be interpeted in so many ways. I see things as flaws in your search only cuz I have my own thoughts of what the solution might be. Mine may be flaws as well to someone else. But great adventure and great read. Thx for sharing.

  2. Wolf,
    What a wonderfully wild ride your story has taken us. I soo enjoyed each part looking forward to the next. For a moment, just a split second, I felt deflated you did not find the treasure. 🙂 Still the end experience is the greatest treasure, to be talked about for a lifetime or two or three….
    Somehow I feel the thrill will not let you go and you will be back.

    Excellent !

    CDN Searcher

    • Thank you for the kind words. Yes the experience is the greatest treasure and that is what I will miss the most.

  3. Wolf, Thank you for sharing your story. I do not believe I will ever get out west to search due to finances, but I can easily put myself into the exploration of everyone that generously shares their stories with the rest of us. I hear everyone telling about the little thngs they find along the way that have nothing to do with a million dollars, yet when all is said and done, this is indeed a treasure to last a lifetime. So glad you were able to have your wife and son with you on this quest. I wish you the best of luck if you return to search again and luck to anyone out there searching. I hope everyone will share their stories and photos of all the beautiful places we can all treasure.

  4. My Husband showed me the article, from one of his prospecting magazines, about this search. It seems to me that all those that are looking & seeking are FINDING a Great Treasure – T-I-M-E – spent with their Loved Ones in the Great Outdoors that Father God created for our Enjoyment! God Bless Forrest, as his quested poem has given people the direction of OUTSIDE! 8^D

  5. mikeseges,
    You can always participate by sharing your thoughts and become involved that way; if you solve the poem you will always have that feeling of satisfaction. I put my stories out there to encourage others to do the same – I think it is working. Who knows it might help spark a thought in someones mind to find that missing link. None the less I enjoy reading others experiences and there is nothing to fear about putting your thoughts out there – it might even help them get to the the next step!

    The Wolf

  6. Hey Wolf, Thanks for sharing your adventures.I believe that the solution will be solved some time down the road.Probably not for quite some time.The rides we searchers have taken are packed w/adrenaline,adventure and yes,the sinking feeling of yet another let down.But hey,the adventure itself is worth it’s weight in gold! Personally my quest has slacked off due to heavy work loads.This winter I expect to resume the search w/ new vigor.In the mean time I continue to work on different aspects of the poem.I may even buy the book, though my instincts tell me not to.Take care Wolf and thanks again. Ken

  7. Wolf, no one can call you meek for crawling in that spot between the boulders! Your search was exhilarating to read. I haven’t been able to make my search yet but look forward to getting out there soon. I really appreciate you for sharing your story. I’ll do the same when I get the chance although it doubt it will be as adventurous as yours.

    • Raven,
      I am glad you enjoyed it! The main reason I wrote these is to encourage others to do the same as it is more about sharing the adventure than keeping it all to ones self. I look forward to your story!

  8. Great looking family Wolf and what a great adventure you all had. I really enjoyed reading your story……..So that owl is the blaze you saw in your pictures from your previous story. I can understand why you got excited, it is convincing (imagination is more important than knowledge).

    You are absolutely correct when you say the poem can fit almost anywhere. The ambiguity of the poem is what makes me think we are missing something. There are some very smart and determined people looking for the treasure. I’ve spoken with a couple hundred searchers that were very open (as you have been) about where they searched and their logic getting to their spot…….So why hasn’t it been found?

    I think it’s one of two things happening: In one interview Fenn said he would have loved a treasure hunt like this when he was a kid; and that he would have looked under every bush in North America……Is that what he expects? Even though there have been thousands of searches, we just haven’t looked under every rock and bush in the Rocky Mountains.

    Or, are we are missing something? Fenn only tells us two things that are required from us searchers personally. We are to be brave and we are to be wise. Even though an eighty year old man can make the trek and our kids would be relatively safe, we are to be brave………Is being wise what we are misunderstanding? If I have been wise and found the blaze……..What do I need to know that will allow me to see the blaze? Are searchers walking right past it because they don’t possess the wisdom to see the blaze?

    The answer to any problem is usually simple (not necessarily easy), and usually obvious once the answer is known. One only needs to acquire the knowledge (or fine someone with the knowledge and wisdom)………The answer is apparent with the right knowledge……….Is the blaze obvious to the wise?

    As a seasoned searcher, in your opinion, why hasn’t it been found? (If you don’t mind sharing).

    • Thanks Goofy for your comments and insight.

      The main reason I feel it has not been found because the poem is too ambiguous. This was compounded by the fact he said Alaska also qualified. This allowed millions of possible solutions. I wrote an analysis a few months ago about the number of possible interpretations just on the clues alone – well over a million.

      The other problem with ambiguity is ones imagination goes crazy and they over complicate it. Forrest even predicted that would occur.

      The other reason I feel it has not been found is that it is not on a path more commonly followed. This was confirmed when he said no one would happen upon it accidentally. Anything on a path will be happened upon, even if it is buried someone can run a metal detector along that path and eventually find it by accident if it is along a path.

  9. Great adventure Wolf and well told too. I love the owl formation and the expression on your son’s face! 🙂 It looks like everyone had a good time even if the treasure was not found. You made a lot of memories and you’ll have fun remembering the chase for a long time. Good luck with you next search – I’m sure there’ll be more – how can you not go out again? 🙂

    • Thank you CJinCA,
      We did have a good time mostly because I was not too consumed about the search especially during the latter part of the trip. The owl to me is in my mind impossible to repeat, and to find a cave where I crossed the Red River was the almost as difficult. So it would take something pretty special to get me back to beat that. Plus Gina would have a big say in it – perhaps if I could find a place without bears!
      The Wolf

  10. Believe me Wolf I have a story that can compare to that, 3 very significant blazes in line with each other, plus a 1946 wheat penny, an antique milk bottle, and still no treasure. I am not through though, I shall return to my spot soon. Took my oldest daughter who is 19 with me this last trip over the 4th, we had a blast.

    • I had a good photo so show how much I was in the would, and maybe you are right about brave. I thought I was brave crawling into that tiny cramped cavity, but that was not brave that was crazy. The dirt roof started to cave in a bit ( it was held together by tree roots) and I just kept thinking I am not leaving here until I have searched every inch and moved every rock, but in the back of my mind I thought my bones would be found with the treasure if it ever caved in.

      • I say this because I found out the definition of in the wood. I don’t believe that line is one of the clues. I think its a hint but not a clue. But your right wolf u got to be brave to crawl in s hole. I hope you looked for rattlers

  11. Fabulous story Wolf! Have you had any response from Forrest in relation to this search? If we assume that your spot is wrong thus why you did not find it, I would still love to know what he thinks about your quest.

    • Rtsbeacon,
      I really don’t know what Forrest thinks, you should ask him! I tried all sorts of means of communication – I even wrote him a poem and sent it stanza by stanza (that’s another story in itself) nothing!

      The closest I got was he sent my contact info to the producer of the ABC who was doing a piece on searchers. She asked if she could meet me (mostly because of the timing of my search) but I was arriving a day late.

      The Wolf

  12. Wolf,
    that is hilarious! I could not stop laughing! lol Your wife and I have something in common, I love singing Christmas songs and sometimes even change all the words. Just yesterday I found myself singing one while driving down a canyon. LOL Your story is great, what a beautiful family you have, thanks

  13. horseshoes are made of iron, (steel), maybe you only one of the ‘omegas’ in htat cave, 1 foot long, 1 foot down and 1 to go. or….. chief flatiron in Blackfeet country.

    • Zeldasings,
      Thank you! I remember reading about your search a few weeks ago. I think you were in the same general area, but it sounds like you were working really hard andd putting in long days.

  14. “But I think your search fail before it began. New Mexico fishing as a very detailed description of what Warm Waters means.”

    As do other states’ Fish & Game depts. It’s not only NM that uses this description for fishing waters,

    • Peace-
      There are many interpretations of “where warm waters halt”. Everyone has their own idea about what it means. Maybe Forrest never read a Fish and Game brochure.

      • Very possible, Dal. We can speculate all day & night. We’ve seen WWWH as everything from coffee pots to outhouses. LOL

        BTW, fantastic job on those interviews! I’ve been eagerly anticipating them for months since you first mentioned going down there to do them! Very enjoyable to watch!

        I just got home last night from my final trip out west for the year. I’ll do a small write-up about it for you and Steph to post if you’d like. It will be less revealing about where I thought the chest is but more revealing about my personal short-comings. A list that seems to grow with each passing day! LOL

    • LOL – Steve that is interesting! I like the warm fishing waters idea and I even talked about it many posts ago, the problem is that a lot of people already think the same way, which means it is less likely to be the correct answer. Forrest said only two people have got the WWWH correct so far. Thus anything that is popular is less likely to be the right. So one has to find something that is not crazy (continental divide, clouds and trains) but makes rational sense and yet is unique. I thought tailings ponds met that criteria (unique and not discovered) and I to date I have not seen anything better and I look pretty hard.

      The Wolf

      • Are you sure that he didn’t mean that only 2 people had gotten the exact spot he was talking about when he wrote “where warm waters halt” correct? In which case that might mean they actually had to have the clues before it correct.

        • Unless they stumbled upon the area without knowing they had the clues correct. I think its so broad that many people may have thought of the correct answer or have been there without actually knowing they were really correct. If you don’t understand all the clues I don’t see how you could think you are right about the first clue. If your there and don’t find the other clues or know what they are before hand you would be off track and then discount the first clue as the wrong place. So if you think you have the first clue and been there don’t give up on it just cuz u didn’t find the trove. You may have been right but just missed the rest of the clues.

      • Wolf,
        I think I met you at Dunn Bridge in July. I’m the guy who was staring at the flowers and you showed me some pics of “owl rocks” you had on your camera. I had no idea you had such a fun adventure.
        I’m still looking full time. I am convinced WWWH is the NM warm waters fishing designation. The challenge here is that there are
        so many of these waters that finding the correct one that matches other clues is a tedious process of trial and error. Also, remembering the line “no paddle up your creek” I tend to concentrate on creeks, rather than rivers. I think if he meant river he would have said so. Just my ideas – could all be bull.
        Phil Mason

        • Hi Phil,
          I remember talking to you well. Did you ever find any body to go down and look at those flowers?! lol Yes the adventure was very exciting and it wil be a memory that will last a life time. Speaking of creeks – if you are really interested in creeks then you must search up the creek running into the Rio at the John Dunn Bridge.

          • Wolf, nice to hear from you. No I did not check out the flowers. What are the clues that might fit your idea of looking up the creek? In my simple mind I cannot get any clues to fit there

  15. Phil,
    Since the poem is so vague it is easy to make almost anything fit. Where you were looking there is no creek and no water high, but if you assume the Rio Grande where the fishing waters turn from warm to cold is where warm water halt (upstream from the bridge). Follow the Rio down a few miles – not far but too far to walk to the home of Brown. The John Dunn bridge – Brown bats can roost under the bridge. Put in below takes you to where the stream flow into the Rio. Follow the creek up with out a paddle (the flow is too fast to paddle anything up) look for place of water high and the heavy loads can be the large boulders. Perhaps the Blaze can be found there. Anyway, it is not exactly what I would classify as a super hot spot, but that is what I thought about area 6 and then I found the blaze (I still think that blaze can’t be beat). Perhaps one could find a small waterfall and blaze up that creek. Anyway there you go – easy enough to make anything fit. I just realized that I can make almost anything fit now if you let your imagination rule. Lol
    Good luck!

    The Wolf

    • You’re just now realizing that?!?
      I don’t think so. You’ve been very clever. Now you’re being very kind, to those newbies who have yet to experience the exasperation after the excitement, the dejection after the delight. Well done.

      • Ok so I just didn’t realize that now, yes I am being too kind in my retirement days ( it was my father’s birthday and I had a weak moment lol). You are right unless you go through a failed adventure you have not lived the thrill of the chase! Everyone Disregard my last post.

        The Wolf

  16. Hello Wolf
    8….8.25… Also the # in the Mathew…Your hot.. 522 0r 378? I liked this area…does wild rivers have a lost and found? Red River fault trail and river are feasable. guadalupes..los lobos the river…Idk.

  17. Wolf, Just read your solve story….excellent! The owl blaze is obvious to me when prompted however I surely would have missed it on the hunt. I may go up there (I liver in Santa Fe) to prove it. If I am successful where you were not, but used your solve, honor will dictate your reward.

  18. Wolf,

    I have hiked all around the area of your search and have even gone to the top of one of the mountains near the Moly mine convinced I had the solution at what looked like an old man’s face on the mountain. Your story resonated with me like none other. I spent six trips to the area from Arizona but never found a Blaze like the owl rock you found. To me your path and the findings were quite extraordinary! I personally think you were close because I have other corroborating clues that dove tail into your story. I have never commented on this site before and I have been on this search for nearly 2 years now. I felt compelled to congratulate you and your family for going for it since I know what a time and financial commitment it takes to try this (if you are from out of state). A funny observation about the area your searched (that I shared with Forest over a year ago) was that if you look at the Moly mine from Google Earth the mine forms the shape of a cow skull and the dark patch of trees toward the center right forms what looks like an eye (or better yet) a pirate eye patch! How fun is that? It was one of my best starting observations and I don’t mind sharing it with you and all others. Forest seemed to find that to be an interesting comment. I have not given up hope but I had to take a long rest from the craziness of my own imagination.

  19. AZTh,
    Thank you for the very kind comments. The Moly mine really resonated with me from the beginning. I tried to even use it as a blaze from the Red River fish hatchery. Yes you can see it as plan as day from there. Very unique. It took me a very long time to get over this solution, but I finally did it and I have an even better story to follow this one… stay tuned cause it is going to get good!
    The Wolf

    • Wolf. I am looking forward to your next one. I have been studying the book about his friend to see if I can find a new location in the same general area. Both my wife and I enjoy your writing style.


      • Thank you Dan, were you ever able to find a location in this area? I always wondered about the other side (north) of the Red River across from Bear Canyon.

  20. Correction Lowi; Live, however I love liver. Went to Red River next to Moly mine this weekend but weather turned to rain and I couldn’t safely complete my search. I will return and look for Wolf’s owl blaze later this week. Wish me, and Wolf luck.

  21. radcrad – Good luck my friend and let me know if you find the little treasure I started. It is a beautiful area!
    The Wolf

  22. Wolf,

    I must apologize for not reading you story sooner. I had my own adventure here with my grand kids and their parents this past summer.

    Thanks for posting the link to your story this morning.

    I really enjoyed your adventure and your interpretation of the poem. Especially your wife’s fear of bears…lol I had similar situations with my wife when we went out to search. But all that is just part of the fun. We’ll all laugh later when we reflect back on these times.

    You are correct when you say there are many ways to read the poem. You have found only one way to interpret it. Many others have a different perspective. In a way, that makes for many interesting stories.

    One question, do you not believe that the lat/long you got from the book was pushing it a bit? Since Fenn said the book only had hints, not clues. Personally I looked at the book as nothing more then a confirmation of what I uncovered in the poem. I’d be interested in hearing your thoughts on that.

    BTW, I wish you the best of luck on writing your book. Given your writing style, I look forward to it being very interesting.

  23. GG,
    Thank so much for the feedback and questions. I can’t emphasise enough the importance of making this a family outing and be aware that there are many interpretations.
    You pose a very good question regarding finding the location in the book. I will state out right that I do not think there is an obvious location in the book and I was not looking for one. I just happen to look in hindsight after I had this solution (poem first) for a confidence builder and the 36 chev for a 41 plymouth was too much of coincidence for me to ignore. The longitude was pure confirmation bias and as there are numbers all over the place that you can make work. I just thought that when they are in the same sentence (like the latitude) it was tough when it prooved wrong.

    As far as the book goes, I published two other stories on Chase chat (Wolf returns and Wolf returns 2). There was a comical twist to that story that only a few figured out (I took it as a vote of confidence to my writing style 😉 ) as it was meant more for entertainment.

    All of my adventures will be in it plus my last two searches and a few untested theories that I will be including that have a whole new way of looking at the poem of which Mr. Fenn just provided a very big peach of a hint with his Red Rider post but there is another theory that I think many will find interesting with regards to what Mr. Fenn beleives to be special – many will find surprising.

    My last and final search is “word that is key” based and I know it will get people excited because it uses a interlinking flow theme between clues and even returns to the beginning. It is as close to an true life Indina Jones theme as it gets (except I wasn’t shot at – very much!). It story starts in France, and has losts of interesting history that I really enjoyed learning as I traversed the clues.

    I am hoping to use the proceeds to raise money for cancer, so I hope many will participate as it is for a good cause.

    The Wolf

    • Thank you, and the spa days was the least I could do for them for humouring my childhood dream. It is an awesome place and I highly recommend it.

    • Slurbs, that is funny, for many months I thought this was the solution too but what I found interesting and eye opening is that not many searchers thought the way you or I did. I finally concluded that, just because I had an amazing fit and even better blaze, in the end if I had the correct solution, most everyone should agree that it is Forrest’s solution.

      That doesn’t mean the concept I used had many of the correct interpretations, it may just be in the wrong geographical are.

      What I couldn’t do in the end was to explain why this place is special to FF. That is when I realized there has to be some very convincing story behind the secret place so that everyone would agree that it is correct solution.

      The Wolf

  24. That is one of my favorite search areas. But I never found the places that you have discovered. Probably because I can’t walk up to them. I would like to go up there again just to find your blaze. I’m looking for a white boulder in the river where I can get to. As soon as the snow melts off the trail I’ll be back there.

    • Michael,
      I hope you can find the white bolder, I never saw one in my adventures but I was pretty focused on this area. One place I wanted to look was up a trail to the west of the Red River Ski area along Pioneer Creek. There is a big circular dish there and other mines, and interesting landmarks.

      As far as finding my blaze, I hope you may experience it someday as well. All I can say is, of all that I have experienced on the chase, the feeling I had when I peeked around that huge bolder and looked up and saw the OWL blaze for the first time, ranks number one, whether it was right or wrong, nothing can replace that feeling of discovery.

      It was one of the reasons I retired from searching; like an elite professional athlete that just won a gold medal at the Olympics, they like to go out on a high for they feel they have reached the summit and there is no way they can ever match that feeling again, even if they repeat the medal performance.

    • Thankyou 23K, imagine following the clues and finding a blaze like that? I can certainly understand how someone can “go German Guy” when one comes up empty handed. I would never do that, but I think many can understand the disapointment. It was quite an important learning experience and required to advance to teh next level. I feel I have a better understanding of the clues now, or more importantly what they mean and how the poem works…

  25. Wolf, I read your story and understand why you couldn’t find the location. There are many solves to the poem and it depends what solution you are using. You did a find job and so have many others. I actually was pulled in the same way and after reading the various posts, I THINK I see what Forrest wanted us to do. I’m going back out to NM again in the near future–as I just came back from searching and needed a break. Again, you did an amazing job with your analysis.

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