Finding Fenn – Part Two…


Continued from  Part One


Alex queried, “What is so funny?”

I explained, “Forrest mentioned in one of his scrapbook writings the song ‘One Tin Soldier’ and this is a very special song that brought me to tears when I first heard it. It is an anti-war song where the valley people want the hidden treasure that the mountain people are rumoured to hold under a rock. The King of mountain people tells the valley people they are willing to share the treasure, but instead, the valley people wage war and kill all the mountain people and they roll the rock over, and underneath it reads ‘peace on earth.’ That message hit me like a ton of bricks and clearly illustrates why Forrest feels we should learn to leave other people alone.”

To promote the horrors of war in the name of peace can be hypocritical in so many ways, and I was beginning to comprehend the message that this quest was delivering. For trivia purposes, and to impress upon my son, I proclaimed that this song was number one in Canada in 1969 but for some reason only 34th in the United States. We joked that this was because Canadians understand peace better, but conceded it was more likely because we are meek. As I told Alex that the shiny knight is a good omen for our quest, I noticed several bee hive-shaped “coke” ovens and we felt that we were hot on the trail when we realized Forrest was not referring to Coke, the beverage, when he made frequent references to Coca-Cola and his childhood soda pop cap collection, but rather to coke, the coal and tar-like substance.

After driving fourteen miles south, we reached the town of Marble Colorado. Alex smirked with apperception when he mentally linked the significance of marbles in “My Spanish Toy Factory” to this town.

“Alex, do you know what Forrest’s favourite sandwich is?”

“Nope,” he replied.

“Pastrami with apple sauerkraut on marble rye,” I replied in my Alex Trebeck voice. He seemed unimpressed with my repeated references to sandwiches, but I couldn’t help but feel confident with Forrest’s interwoven, subtle hints that now confirmed marble.

We drove to a small tranquil lake on the far edge of town called Beaver Lake. This was the “home of Brown.” It was stocked with Brown trout, but I explained to Alex that it was not the trout that made this the “home of Brown,” but rather the name “beaver” that defined it. Again, I received the now ever too familiar look of skepticism. This time, I took my time to recapture his attention since cell phone coverage was at least thirty minutes away.

“Look, I realize the beaver’s colour of brown is a stretch,” I explained, “but that is not the clue. ‘Home’ means origin and the origin of the word ‘beaver’ was derived from the Euro-Indo word ‘brown,’ and thus, technically beaver, originated from ‘brown’ thus its ‘home’ is the word brown.”

Forrest’s poem used “in the wood,” to reference Eric Sloane’s book, Reverence of Wood, and Russell Osborne’s Journal of a Trapper, as the beaver was prominent in all of those references and beavers love wood and are known as the “carpenters of the wild” because they build their homes with wood. Of the three references, the strongest is from Russell Osborne because it is all about trapping these cute, furry, little animals and was the most cited animal in his book.

Alex once again nods with a grin of approval at this line of thinking. I also explained that Mr. Fenn mentioned the number five and nickel many times, and in keeping with our “follow the money” strategy, the beaver is prominent on our Canadian nickel. Of course, we were biased and affirmed that Canada was “worth the cold.”

We jumped back into the sleuth-mobile and maneuvered it to the “put in” point below this lake on the south side of the tiny town of ninety-eight people. When we arrived at our quaint log cabin, the electricity was out and my prearranged tour to retrieve the trove was cancelled because the operation was shut down while they cleared the snow.

Just a couple of days earlier, the town was enjoying 70ºF weather, the grass was turning green, and the leaves were sprouting. This setting now appeared to be a winter wonderland. We couldn’t contact Gina because the Internet was out along with the power. To make the most of our time, we toured the rest of the town of Marble, which took about three minutes, and then we hunkered down for the rest of the day.

After lunch, I sensed Alex’s curiosity as to why this place was so mystical. I asked him to join me out on the balcony and pointed up the mountain pass to the east.

“You see that mountain in the distance? The one with the vertical white scar on its face?”

Alex nodded.

I continued, “That is Treasure Mountain and folklore says that Napoleon sent a French expedition out to the Rocky Mountains to find gold to fund his ambitions. The expedition consisted of about thee hundred men and four hundred and fifty horses. They landed at New Orleans and passed through Kansas en route to the Elk Mountains where they amassed between $5 and $33 million in gold near Wolf Creek pass.”

I continued the story, “The relationship with the local natives soured and the French men were attacked. In desperation, they hid the gold and tried to escape. The warriors hunted them down and killed all but one man who managed to make it back to Kansas. He had the map of the buried gold in his possession; he made a copy and sent the original back to France. The French failed to retrieve the stash and a man named William Yule, after whom the creek that runs into the Crystal River at Marble is named, came into possession of the map and attempted to locate the gold, but he too failed. This is the myth of how Treasure Mountain received its name.”

I knew I had his attention because Alex had stopped trying to creep back into the cabin to retrieve his computer. I further explained, “A family, who are direct descendants of the original sole survivor of the Indian attack, reportedly possesses the other treasure map.  They claim they have found seven of the eight landmarks on the map, analogous to the nine clues which we seek, and they can’t find the blaze or final clue either.”

Alex smiled at my joke.

I continued in my best Keith Morrison voice, “Then one day, one of the family members was hunting for Elk and a storm came up. He took shelter in a small opening in the ground, which turned out to be a twenty feet deep man-made cave. The man climbed to the end of the tunnel, which was blocked by a landslide. Shining his Forrest Fenn recommended flashlight around the passageway, he noticed a carving in the rock face, which he recognized from the map as the missing eighth landmark. The next day, many of the family members returned to the cave to excavate the landslide, and they tunneled twelve feet further. They lined the tunnel with wax candles and were about to light them when a rattlesnake suddenly lunged at one of them. Frantically, they scrambled back to the entrance when a swarm of bats poured out from the hillside squeaking and diving aggressively at the surprised party. Undaunted, they knelt down to light the first candle at the entrance to the tunnel when the candle at the far end of the tunnel inexplicably flared up by itself!  While the stunned group gaped at each other in horror, a huge owl dive-bombed the shocked party within inches of their heads. Terrified by these unusual events, the family fled the passageway and returned home.”

Energized by my Treasure Mountain story, we retired inside the cabin and I showed Alex a drawing from Scrapbook Forty by Suzanne Steimel and the caption of Forrest thinking, “Best Guardians Ever.” I didn’t mention the subliminal link to this caption and the poem’s words “ever drawing;” instead, I pointed to the animals in the bottom left and right corners of the drawing and asked Alex, “What do you think those animals are?”

Alex grinned as he acknowledged the existence of the rattlesnake and the owl. Our growing enthusiasm escalated when I raised my hands, made quotation marks with my fingers and asked, “Do you think the French gold is ‘guarded’ by these animals in this drawing?”

Then I asked something that made both of our hearts skip a beat, “Do you think that the ‘old’ in the poem’s ‘hint of riches new and old’ and the ‘treasures’ in ‘with my treasures bold’ is plural because Forrest Fenn found the French gold and the two treasures are co-located?”

Something eerie happened that day on Treasure Mountain many years ago, and we enjoyed dreaming about how Treasure Mountain could be the real Forrest Fenn secret. This entertaining discussion led us to conclude that a great puzzle must have a circular connotation and this certainly met the requisite “Of course, why didn’t I think of that!” element. Hiding his treasure on Treasure Mountain certainly embodied the element of surprise, and we intended to reveal that surprise.

That evening, under the dimly moonlit landscape, we read Mr. Fenn’s “My War for Me” story and how his tripping over that aluminum grave marker of the unknown French soldier made a significant difference in his life and I reckoned that life-changing ordeal is what was special to him. I then quoted Forrest: “To be suddenly connected through a rainbow arc of rod and run of line to something as purely wild as God’s own trout produces astonishment at the cellular level and, at least for a moment, blurs the border between man and nature.  It is a bond which renews itself time after time and is the addictive essence of the sport.”

I speculated that the rainbow that he referred to in his poem was the rainbow arc of a fishing rod and this hint was linked to another important arc, the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. Mr. Fenn’s good friend, Jackie Kennedy, and her husband—the President of the United States at the time—visited the Arc de Triomphe to pay their respects to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, which was located beneath the Arc. There she was, exposed for the first time to the eternal flame or eternal “blaze.” Two years later, when John F. Kennedy was assassinated, she too would ask for the construction of a similar eternal flame in Arlington National Cemetery to reside by her husband’s gravesite as a memory in his honour. This trail of history had now led us here on our path to discover the truth.

The next day, we awoke with much anticipated excitement. While eating our breakfast, I thought I would amp up our spirits with a little treasure hunting intrigue. I pulled out Google Maps and I showed Alex a couple of pictures taken from Google Earth.  The first one was of Beaver Lake—my “home of Brown.” Above it was a pareidolia of the road surrounding the lake and when viewed from space it looked exactly like a crocodile or an alligator. I explained that a “crockie” and “waters” are a type of marble, which smoothly linked the previous clues to “home of Brown” and, of course, Alex shrugged his shoulders with disinterest as he wolfed down his breakfast. I mentioned to him that Mr. Fenn recited a poem from Lewis Carroll’s, Alice in Wonderland at one of his book signings:

How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spread his claws,
And welcome little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!


Lastly, Forrest confirmed that his book too far to walk also contains hints so we examined the “Mountain Man” chapter. Two things Forrest said we needed to find the treasure are a sandwich and a flashlight. We used the sandwich as our key first clue in the first book, so it made sense to use “flashlight” as an indicator in this book. In this chapter, “flashlight” also appeared in the first paragraph, indicating that a hint will follow. Later in the chapter, the word “put” as in “put up or shut up,” appeared in the clue, “put in below the home of Brown.”

Alex questioned, “So what?”

I concluded by stating, “The ‘Mountain Man’ chapter is about Forrest camping and challenging ‘beaver trappers’ to a marksmanship contest—suspiciously similar to his BB gun hunting stories. Of course, Forrest lost the one hundred dollar bet and exposed Mr. Fenn’s attempt to beguile the treasure seeker because he falsely stated that John Hamilton is on the $100 dollar bill when, in fact, it is Benjamin Franklin. Hamilton is on the ten dollar bill.”

This hint highlighted the connection to Franklin and the misspelling of “doller,” which accelerated momentum to the follow-the-money theory.

Forrest advised treasure hunters to possess a good map so I showed Alex a map of the road that leads to the world famous Yule Marble Quarry. While he studied the drawing, I explained to him that we needed to put in below the “home of Brown,” or Beaver Lake, (clue four) at the bridge just south of Beaver Lake. “Put in” is a nautical term; thus, we put in with our imaginary kayak here at Marble, which was used to travel to “where warm waters halt.” We were now at clue five and needed to take the road from the put in point and follow the clues in order. I expressed to Alex that this was the place in which Forrest had said that we would need to use a little of our imagination, so I asked Alex to think back over one hundred years to when the quarry was first discovered. The present day road was, at that time, a railroad track, or an electric tram, which was used to haul the heavy marble blocks or “heavy loads” down from the quarry to the mill. The incline was very steep and dangerous and that train had killed several men when the brakes failed. One of those men was the very first owner of the mine, Chandling Meek. That is “Meek” as in, “from there it’s no place for the meek,” which required us to take the route that Mr. Meek should not have taken, which is the old rail grade. It was at this time that I flashed back and thought to myself, how many times did Mr. Fenn casually slip into conversation the word, “train” and specifically:

“What is wrong with me just riding my bike out there and throwing it in the “water high” when I am through with it? You don’t know how many man-hours I have spent on that subject. Thanks for the input but I think you should mobilize your club and hit the trail searching for the wondrous treasure. Besides, I’ll probably get hit by a train.” 

“I dare you to come get it. If you can find it you can have it. And nobody knows where it is but me. And if a train runs over me this afternoon, it will go to my grave with me.”

“The train doesn’t go by that banana tree but one time. He said you should reach out and grab every banana on the way by.” [Moby Dickens book signing]

“Dad, Dad… Dad!” Alex’s voice slowly brought me back to reality.

I questioned, “Ok, Alex what do you see in that next photo?”

“Nothing,” Alex replied.

“Turn it sideways and tell me what the road draws,” I instructed, as I noticed the sparkling glint in his eyes ignite like phosphorous striking water.

“A horse, a horse’s head!” he proclaimed in a voice that was reminiscent of celebrating his first childhood bonspiel win.

“Yes, Alex that’s correct but, more precisely, it is the left or nigh side of the horses head,” I replied in a matched tone.


I went on to explain how this led us to the sixth clue, “The end is ever drawing nigh.”Nigh” clearly implies near, but it also could have meant the left side of a horse. Drawing is consistent with our train analogy, in that to “draw” is to “pull”—as in a train pulling heavy loads—but it also meant to draw as in a picture, and this old railroad bed “draws” the picture of the left side of a horse’s head, similar to the drawing of the crocodile. Forrest’s many hints of horses, like his childhood adventure with a horse called Lightning, are too numerous to mention. Suffice it to say, we were gaining momentum.  Before the use of trams, horses were used to draw the heavy marble blocks from the quarry to the mill. Alex nodded with approval as our enthusiasm escalated.

“Alex, the seventh clue is: there’ll be no paddle up your creek,” I stressed.

“What creek?” Alex asked.

“Yule Creek.  You know, the one that was named after the man who searched for the French gold?”

This creek contained class V+ rapids and was where the very best, or better said, “brave,” kayakers came to play and “no paddle” linked to a kayak because “it” is a kayak. There was definitely no paddling up the steep and fast-running creek. In the poem, the use of the word “it” flows elegantly and consistently from “where warm waters halt” to the “home of Brown” clue and then to the beaver’s tail, or paddle, and then to the creek as it is a kayak.

I continued, “Yule is a pagan religious festival observed by the historical Germanic peoples, and pagans are definitely not “meek” from a Christian point of view. The multiple meaning theory states ‘no paddle’ meant we are not to follow the creek, but rather the old train rail grade.”

“Marble” is also the name of the town and was significant to this puzzle in many ways because Forrest told a story about him making marbles in Mrs. Ford’s Spanish class—the same story that had signalled our starting point, “where warm waters halt.” The word “marble” even sounded suspiciously like “marvel,” as in “marvel gaze.”

Considering that Mr. Fenn said, “Hear me now and listen good,” and applying that same logic to, “There’ll be no paddle up your creek,”—and imagine hearing it with a Texan southern drawl—it sounds very similar to “up Y’awl or Yule Creek.” Many searchers have pointed out the suspicious use of the word “your” as in “your creek.” There is absolutely no reason to use it other than to spin it off of the classic saying, “Up shit creek without a paddle.”

Alex demanded, “Where is water high?”

“Be patient,” I encouraged.

After finishing our breakfast, we drove over to meet with the Colorado Yule Marble Quarry management team. I presented three litres of Canadian maple syrup as a token of my appreciation for taking the time to host our tour. Daneile was the charismatic head manager who spoke with an Italian accent. He had visited a quarry near where we lived, and we marvelled at how small the world could seem. I sensed he ran a tight ship, and I didn’t want to impose, so I instructed Alex to listen carefully and follow his instructions.

Soon, we were fitted with the necessary safety gear, and we were introduced to our safety-man who was to guide our tour. I quietly explained to Alex the significance of the word “quarry,” because Mr. Fenn had remarked in an interview, “It is not the quarry they sought, but the thrill of the chase.” Alex didn’t believe the that the trove could be hidden in an active quarry, so I explained that there is a special place in this quarry that had not been touched in one hundred years.

Tours were no longer allowed at this quarry due to government mining safety reasons, so we posed as marble product customers to gain legal access. This was a necessary part of our plan that I had concocted during my legal research, which implied that if a searcher trespassed and discovered the treasure chest, ownership would remain with the property or locus owner. Our plan had us discover the gold while on the tour, and thus, technically we, the finders, would be the rightful owners of the treasure chest. Of course, Mr. Fenn warned that there may be ownership issues, and I had assumed that there might be some issues, but at least the law would be on our side.

The stunning scenery captivated us on our drive up to the quarry; the view was absolutely stunning and I was reminded once again that this adventure was about more than finding the treasure. There were no human trails along this route and this road was the only route to the quarry.

Upon arrival, we climbed out of the truck and glanced up to see three magnificent, large cavernous windows in the quarry’s vertical marble rock face. The quarry was similar to a mine because it was not open from above, but light and the elements could enter through the huge, window-like portals, thus allowing the paradoxical statements to hold true:

the treasure is wet;

•the treasure is exposed to the elements; and

as I have gone alone in there.

I immediately thought of Mr. Fenn’s story about the man who sold native jewelry in the portal at Santa Fe, as well as the other story, “Me in the Middle,” and the many references and hints to the word “middle.” I quickly climbed to the middle portal and discovered something that made my heart race.

I screamed with excitement, “Alex, he was here in 1975!” I pointed to two Fs carved in the rock on top of the number “75.”


The Wolf




147 thoughts on “Finding Fenn – Part Two…

  1. Interesting story ,Wolf.But you left me hanging.I just hate having to wait until next time,just like in a tv show.But the answer is ,you did not find the treasure.its not impossible to find.good luck least your out there searching.

    • Answer is also 6 letters……has anyone noticed the difference in the two maps. The TFTW map says answer while the wall poster says answer s. I imagine that was F clever way of saying “S” has to be found in the field with boots on the ground.

    • A little Hendrix…..
      Now if 6 turned out to be 9
      I don’t mind, I don’t mind
      Alright, if all the hippies cut off all their hair
      I don’t care, I don’t care
      Dig, ‘cos I got my own world to live through
      And I ain’t gonna copy you

  2. Frustrating and irritating or maybe it’s just envy! Did you get confirmation on the art work/graffiti? Is there a part three? Not sure that I would use any man made objects but you certainly know 10 times more than most from what I’ve read. Just now reading the replies from your part one in March I felt like I was watching Star Trek with Spock and Doc bickering, lol! Thanks.

  3. Wolf

    Good post well thought out and a lot of deep research here. I once liked this area too. By the way it is “Alexander” Hamilton, not John.

    Did you not connect the biggest clue of all with Yule Marble? You mentioned JFK and Jackie O and the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in France…what about the one in Washington D.C. Where did that white marble come from? Yule Quarry. Quite a monument. What if WWWH refers to tears ie crying? Fenn talks about tombstones doesn’t he? No place for the meek? Marble is cold to the touch, and only the “brave” are in Arlington Cemetery. The monument honors all the soldiers who fought and died in wars over the years; the Most sublime and spiritual (holy) and sanctified place I have ever been to. Keep searching. Great job!

  4. It’s a place where you won’t need a flashlight in the daytime/no man made structure, but that didn’t stop you from having a great time!
    Love how you researched the area.
    I could see you finding a hunk of discarded marble, laying over a hole filled with indulgence!
    Hum, F usually remarks too, wonder if his “silence” is a hint!
    Good luck on future searches!

  5. Wolf – your writing skills are second to none. I like your imaginative thinking! How about “drawing” as a cowboy drawing his gun? In the Red Ryder story Forrest is aiming his gun, also if you’ll look he placed the gun in the middle of the picture “middle” is a 6 letter word. (See my above posts) in that post he talks about a six-shooter as well.

    • Lucky Girl,
      Your suggestion is very intuitive. I published another potential search site which I gave to FF just a few weeks ago that I believe to be the true Home of Brown that happens to have a gun range beside it. I couldn’t help but think of that as drawing nigh. It was rumoured Billy the Kid was left (nigh) handed and of course that photo of him as Billy the Kid and several other gun drawing subtitles…

      • I have a rifle range built into one of my solve attempts.
        At around 7300 elevation.

        Question to all: If one interprets canyon down to mean descend into a valley, wouldn’t that mean starting at a higher altitude. Yet it seems others like myself tend to want to start lower and go higher. I may be mistaken.

        • kind feel like breaking out in song…
          Oh, give me a home where the Buffalo roam
          Where the Deer and the Antelope play;
          Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
          And the sky is not cloudy all day.
          A home! A home!
          Where the Deer and the Antelope play,
          Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
          And the sky is not cloudy all day.
          Oh! give me a land where the bright diamond sand
          Throws its light from the glittering streams,
          Where glideth along the graceful white swan,
          Like the maid in her heavenly dreams.
          Oh! give me a gale of the Solomon vale,
          Where the life streams with buoyancy flow;
          On the banks of the Beaver, where seldom if ever,
          Any poisonous herbage doth grow.
          How often at night, when the heavens were bright,
          With the light of the twinkling stars
          Have I stood here amazed, and asked as I gazed,
          If their glory exceed that of ours.
          I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours,
          I love the wild curlew’s shrill scream;
          The bluffs and white rocks, and antelope flocks
          That graze on the mountains so green.
          The air is so pure and the breezes so fine,
          The zephyrs so balmy and light,
          That I would not exchange my home here to range
          Forever in azures so bright.

          • Wolf,

            Not real clear which item you were responding to, but I will guess it is the “descend into a valley question, poking fun at my city raised butt.

            My question had to do with starting higher, then descending, either into a valley or range or beverly hills etc., rather starting at a lower elevation and ascending higher.

            I ask this because so many searches seem to start lower and end up at higher elevations (not that there is anything wrong with that…), rather than ‘taking it in the canyon down’ after beginning it where wwh.

            All of the above imo of course

          • I think your descent in valley theory is very valid and may be that sleight of hand theory I mentioned in the book. Valleys have asier access via wheel chair than in the mountains.

            I had a wave theory I was once going to write about but never had the time. Ok maybe now is a good time, speaking of time: Time magazine in ”
            Important Literature (TTOTC)” has been considered an aberration. Mr Fenn signs his emails with “f” not F but just “f” he says it saves keystrokes. Ok sure if there was another important reason he certainly wouldn’t admit it. Peaks and Valleys reminds me of Summits and Valleys. He even drives a Summit series Jeep. His church is in the mountains and valleys, etc.

            In TTOTC he mentions Grandma broke two pies when she saw him so he could by it cheap. What is the aberration in that other than he changed the name from Mary to Grandma? Why break two pies when he isn’t going to eat two? What is the significance of two pie or 2π? It is the fundamental part of a circle but also described in wave equations (sin waves, etc).
            Ω is also important in describing waves.
            Then he said his book contains exactly 28000 words. Look up the significance of 28000 and Moby Dick (Dickens) and one sees waves and the Coriolis effect at work which is very important to that little ant. Who supposedly circles around trees in different directions depending on hemisphere.

            So where does all this f,Ω,π gibberish lead?
            The angular frequency of a wave is
            Ω(w)=2πf and actually Ω is lower case omega (w)so in it all forms the sine wave formula:

            Now what travels in waves? Can you fit that into your valley solution?

          • Wolf,

            If I was able to tune in to at least half of your formulaic logic and combine that with f sleight of hand I must say our gun ranges are in completely different dimensions. f logic might, imo, be like cutting one of grandma’s pies in half and in half yet again. Therein lies the solution that convinces me that my valley might be your summit towering over my head and a good bit beyond me.

            Speaking of canyons, it confuses me because they can be valleys, gulches, coulee, channels, Glens, ravines, gorges, gullies and probably much more. My head hurts, not only can I choose up or down but up or down what?

            I read TTOTC Important Literature again and the Time magazine in the context of dj Salinger does seem an aberration.

            That piece of grandmas pie might be looked at 1/4 full or 1/4 empty, a piece of pie or the void left behind. Canyon down or canyon up. I better understand how sleight of hand mentioned in your book can be used to gain new perspectives in my solves. Sometimes I might need to go up the down stair case.

            After reading your book and your posts I read TTOTC and hear it differently. It’s as though I might understand what f might be saying behind the words or in spite of the words. If you decide to publish a new solve I will be buying it for my benefit and hopefully benefitting a good cause again. I will reread your post above a few more times to see if I am missing your point.


          • If Grandma (or Mary from the original Fenn article) cut one pie in half, then your logic is sound. The anomaly that I am pointing out is that she broke 2 pies for Fenn. He was just a small boy and pies were large back then so why break 2 pies unless there is a message there. So what is the significance of 2 pies or 2 PI ? It is a full circle or a full cycle (just like the seasons), but the angle of that circle maybe important too. As I mentioned, you can convert time to an angle in radians or use the clock position to give direction. The poem appears to provide that time. I discuss what I believe that time is here:!The-Prediction-Part2/cam/55d696420cf2174523e2cfce

            So is time a physical time or an angle. Speaking of angles, fisherman are called anglers. Is the sleight of had I talked about in my book actually Fenn fishing or is he angling? Is it the angle that searchers need to consider. Every good puzzle needs logical redirection, otherwise it is easily solved.

            Do you see my angle? 😉

          • Wolf,

            My focus was not your focus and I will once again go through your post. I tried to mingle within my post what might have been near your summit and not my valley and that which produced waves. It seemed sound at the time ;^)

            btw the writer of Moby Dick the 28,800 version seemed to write like your style.

          • Church = 2 pi s That is very good. How about a church on top of a mountain? Too pius?

            Ref Moby Duck – I wondered why I gravitated to that story! ha!

          • “Church = 2 pi s That is very good. How about a church on top of a mountain? Too pius?”

            Interesting question. Can lead in several directions. A Church on top of a mountain… Well that too brings me back and around to Captain Ahab, more specifically his wife. but before I waste this time and space what is this “mountain”

            After all, all of us seekers have an interest in mountains as well as troughs (just another name for well you know, channel, rivulet etc. etc.)

          • “How about a church on top of a mountain? Too pius?”

            2pihi, piinsky

            So many peaks and troughs. And you want to magnify the peak while I am looking for any sines of the chest? A rifle range below My HOB is one of my signs for HLWH. Should I look for a communication tower producing ‘waves’ as my WH?

            Is it no wonder the chest has yet to be found? Either we spend time in discourse or we course time and space. Perhaps we should gravitate towards the mean and find what we seek. Or take an average of the givens, 10,200 and 5,000 and tend to focus at 7,600 elevation.

            Always return to the poem that contains 9 Clues, that is the simple truth that f recommends imo.

          • Chesney,
            You wrote “I like the way you think, so what is with all the tree stuff on his recent SB?”

            Thank you and sorry I missed this post. I will attempt to give a logical opinion about the running man blaze. As you can see in just a few years that blaze was not only weathered but it was destroyed. Mr. Fenn is telling us to stop looking at trees for blazes. The blaze (if an object) has to be permanent to match his at least 100 year forecast. The blaze may not be an object at all as I mentioned on my blog.

            That doesn’t mean trees are not important. Perhaps one needs to think about why he is replacing Aspens with pine. He has talked about pine before.

          • I love pine trees…for many reasons. Mostly they remind me of being in the mountains at high altitude. I love hearing the wind blowing through the pines. It’s a beautiful sound and very calming to me.

            I also REALLY appreciate the pine trees in my yard each Autumn…after cleaning up the leaves from the other trees. 🙂 I’m enjoying that chore less and less as I get older.

          • Hi, JC! I too love coniferous pines. Evergreen… I have a large White Pine in my yard that branches out over my little waterfall. It’s nice in the Winter to look out my wndow and see some green, especially after the other trees have lost their leaves. And they’re not messy… Just a few pines cones now and then, and they can be used as decoration for Fall.

  6. So Wolf what are you saying? Is there a real treasure? Did Forrest quote one tin? If he did then we got something to worry about. Turned the stone and looked beneath it
    Peace on earth, was all it said.

    “One Tin Soldier” tells the story of a hidden treasure and two neighboring peoples; the peaceful Mountain People and the warlike Valley People.

    The Mountain People possess a treasure on the mountain, buried under a stone. The Valley People send a message to the Mountain People demanding it.

    The Mountain People reply with an offer: they are willing to share the treasure with the Valley People. However, the Valley People instead decided to take it all by force, and in doing so kill all the Mountain People. The Valley People then move the stone and find only a simple message: “Peace on Earth”.

    One tin soldier

    Listen people to a story
    That was written long ago,
    ’bout a kingdom on a mountain
    And the valley folks below.
    On the mountain was a treasure
    Hidden deep beneath a stone,
    And the valley people swore
    They’d have it for their very own.

    Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
    Go ahead and cheat a friend.
    Do it in the name of heaven,
    You can justify it in the end.
    There won’t be any trumpets blowing,
    Come the judgment day,
    On the bloody morning after
    One tin soldier rides away.

    So the people of the valley
    Sent a message up the hill,
    Asking for the buried treasure
    Tons of gold for which they’d kill.
    Came the answer from the kingdom,
    With our brothers we will share,
    All the riches of the mountain,
    All the treasure buried there.

    Now the valley cried with anger,
    Mount your horses, draw your swords
    And they killed the mountain people,
    So they won their just rewards
    Now they stood before the treasure
    On the mountain dark and red
    Turned the stone and looked beneath it
    Peace on earth, was all it said.

    Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
    Go ahead and cheat and friend,
    Do it in the name of heaven,
    You can justify it in the end.
    There won’t be any trumpets blowing
    Come the judgment day,
    On the bloody morning after
    One tin soldier rides away.

    • One Tin Soldier was written and sang by the Canadian Folk Band “The Original Caste.” They are from Calgary – the Home of the Changing Winds (Chinook).

      Here is a link of them singing it with a touching illustration of peace, which I relate to Mr. Fenn’s feelings after the Vietnam War. I can certainly understand why he through his watch away in a corn field.

      Enjoy and keep the peace!

  7. Thats an awesome story wolf. Sounds like you and your boy had a blast. I love having my family in the chase with me. Simply watching my daughters face light up every time she “finds” something new and unique is quite a treat. Thx for sharing and I hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday season.

    Oh yeah, and go Razorbacks! 🙂

  8. Great story Wolf. I like the horses head shape. Somehow you may be able to incorporate “halt” into the horses head. Since halter is what goes in the head/face. You spread some clever thought.

  9. Just gets better and better Wolf, Let’s not forget Expedition Unknown this Wednesday on Travel Channel with Josh Gates searching for Mr. Fenn’s Treasure. I already have it on record….Hopefully, Mr. F will let some extra clue slip out for us old timer searchers… Wolf wonderful story and clues interpreted so well and thought out…. Hope all will have a wonderful holiday season lots of running around to do and God Bless all and continue the Chase even during this winter season and Merry holiday time of year….as Always, See you all in the funny papers Ms. Girl

  10. Nice Wolf, thanks for bringing it down to a level I could understand. And your book is something that is on my agenda. It’s almost like a 2fer, a great read and a good cause for a small price, a win win.

  11. Wow, what a treat on this sad weekend of Paris’ terrors. Wolf, you amaze and impress me every time. Can’t wait to see your photo with a little gold jaguar claw peeking out of an open shirt collar.

  12. You are a good story teller Wolf…Nice to hear of folks getting out there with their families. Stay well and good luck with the book sales.

  13. very interesting and very well written. one of the best solves I’ve read. If I may ask, hasn’t Forrest stated that no knowledge of history is needed? also, aren’t the hints in his books placed unintentionally?

    • I think you are referring to this from Mysterious Writings:
      “Mr. Fenn, Is there any level of knowledge of US history that is required to properly interpret the clues in your poem. ~Steve R
      No Steve R,
      The only requirement is that you figure out what the clues mean. But a comprehensive knowledge of geography might help.”

      Which of the 9 clues that I solved required a knowledge of US History? I certainly used knowledge of geography and topographic maps. It is an interesting question though which I was expecting.

  14. Thank you to everyone who gave such nice comments! It makes the effort worth it all the more when it is appreciated.

    The first two parts I have proved are about 1/3 into this adventure (of which there are many more in the book). I have not released any of this before because I wanted it to be just for my book. The story gets much better, so those who have read it thank you for keeping our secret. I really liked the ending but I am not sure many have figured out the significance.

    Thank you all who have donated to cancer research and bought the book and have used the 64 point checklist to screen their solutions. That alone is worth it if it can save you from going down the wrong rabbit hole!

    The Wolf

  15. Wolf … I appreciate your personal backstory. And your treasure hunt here was well written. But it’s a bit annoying the way you end it with the FF sign. I gather you did not find the FF’s treasure chest, but you are trying to sell a book which you hope readers will buy. Is that it?

    There’s nothing wrong with that I guess. But I for one don’t like being teased, with the implication that I have to buy your book to see how the FF sign story plays out.

    Further … commenters here seem reluctant to critique your solution, preferring instead to cozy up to someone who is a published … author, or someone who may be best friends with FF. Such a collective response is very different from responses to previously published solutions by people who are not trying to sell a book and who do not know FF.

    Wolf, perhaps you could clarify. And of course I wish you well in your endeavors, whatever they may be. 🙂

    • Ken

      Excuse me, but I just have to defend my friend Wolf. Wolf, has always been generous and everybody here likes him. Perhaps you missed the part that for the enormous sum of 4.95 for the pdf version – all of it is being donated to cancer……… He is footing the bill for all the costs.

      Thanks wolf – I just bought your book and can’t wait to read it.

      • Excuse me Inthechaseto; I didn’t realize you spoke for everyone on the blog.

        Ken has a legitimate opinion that he expressed respectfully that many on the blog share.

        • Goofy –

          I do not speak for anyone on this blog – and was just expressing my opinion and think I do have a right to defend my friend. I realize Ken’s opinion was nice and so was mine. Sorry if I offended.

          • Inthechaseto you wrote, “Wolf, has always been generous and everybody here likes him.”

            You are certainly entitled to your opinion, just as Ken is, but you do not speak for everybody here as you claimed.

    • Hi Ken,
      If you look back at my other stories that I have published, you will note that I break them up because they are just too long for one post.

      It is hard to pick a break point but I felt that was a good place to stop. Thank goodness I didn’t pause the story further along – you really would be mad at me then. (wink)

      BTW – you can shoot it down if you wish, I wouldn’t put myself out there if I was afraid of pushback.

      I am not sure if I will continue this one though, I am not out to upset people, We will see where this goes. I am just trying to raise awareness for a cause I truly believe in.
      Thanks for taking the time to comment.
      The Wolf

  16. Of all the chase stories I have had the pleasure of reading I must say yours put me on the edge of my seat.
    If there was a contest for the best chase story I would cast my vote for yours.
    My apologies to the other writers here, Wolf manages to use many elements in the writer’s arsenal to great effect.

  17. Thank you so much Chad for your kind words. I do not consider myself a writer, more of a hacker but I will admit I did spend an enormous amount of time on this story and it was a please to write. I will always have fond memories of Marble!

    • You do a fine job… and well thought out Sir. I commend you and think it is great that you took your sidekick along. That is what this is all about. IMO It is getting cold and time to study. 🙂

  18. That rock doesn’t look like marble…also I have been there and no one in their right mind would like to be buried there for the rest of eternity.

    My suggestion is make a cheat sheet and run your solve over that cheat sheet before you leave home so that each part of your solve passes the smell test of your cheat sheet. That saves time and money chasing false leads and flawed solutions.

    Enjoyed your story though. Good luck in your search.

    • Toughshed,
      I appreciate your feedback. I have to ask, have you seen marble aged by millions of years environmental exposure? That is what it looks like. This marble is the purest white marble in the world and the significance of this place is much deeper that colour. They had to cut into about 6 feet to get through the crust material to find the good stuff.

      I did follow a checklist and have over 60 points that I cover in the book that was used to critically examine this solution. It even made Seeker scratch his head. 😉 And you know how tough that is! (Wink)

  19. 9 Hats

    Dal and Goofy need to start a new POST and call it “9 HATS” or “90 hats” .

    I want to suggest they start another thread of topics based on the continuing evolution of possibilities for “Forrest Fenn’s Special Place”

    It would progress like this:

    Does anyone know the common name of the tribe who was believed to have created the arrow point that Forrest found in a field with his father when he was 9 years old?

    ff has told some in the media that “My father would know where I hid the treasure”. ie Moonshots crew who work for Animal Planet.

    So I guess that is way too much to ask my fellow searchers? Now let me say given the time frame he assigned to finding it at 9, and how long he says it may have lain there, waiting, to find that little point which started this Chase, ie his first intro to archaeology and anthropology (art, artifacts) was like the first “HAT” he wore in life, and it may be where he was hooked as “A COLLECTOR”, there it was, laying there for how many ____________ years? A couple of thousand or was it less? Does anyone know for sure? I found this, an of Forrest Interviewed on PBS
    Report From Santa Fe with Lorene Mills, Air Dates: May 13-16, 2011.

    I think his father and grandmother were proud back then and they may have suspected that he was unique in his reverence for ancient art, and artifacts, those things they may have recognized and were well known by them from that tribe who may have chased chickens in his grandma’s family yard in Ft Worth, Tx.

    I think his next hat he wore was probably; “FISHING GUIDE” so tell me what is your suggestion for the next HAT?

    Tom T

    • Take off the military hat and put on the writers hat….Indian hat….cowboy hat etc… doesn’t matter who you are it only matters who they think you are. I suppose if you play your cards right in the end you get rich. Thanks for sharing your ideas Tom I always enjoy reading them.

      • Does anyone think the hats in the travel channel show were some kind of hint? Hmmm might have to go back and watch it again… Probably just the guy being silly right?

        • IMO, I think so. I noticed few other hints also. I see/hear hints in all forrests interviews. I just can’t figure out how they are to lead me to the chest!

  20. The Lakota Sioux created that first arrow point Forrest found with his Dad. ( Part of a confederation of seven related Sioux Tribes.)


  21. Hi all! I am pretty new to this. I read about the treasure in an issue of Outside magazine. Has the treasure been found yet? Is the hunt still on? Do you guys think there is a real literal treasure, or that it’s something more obscure? Any other thoughts for a newcomer/

    • Welcome Kimberly,

      I’m a relative newbie myself, having joined the fray at the end of June/beginning of July. After being here awhile I realized that ther are “hidden rooms” on this blog site, which aren’t really hidden if you know where to look. When you find them, simply start at the beginning of the thread and read them through to the end. Each one will only take you a couple of days. In doing so you accomplish a few things, one of which is, many of your questions have been asked and answered. That’s not to say you shouldn’t ask questions, but if you have a particularly urgent inquiry, pose it in such a way as to let those who are answering know that you couldn’t find the answer using the search feature that is built into the site.

      Good luck in your hunt!

      Some Where West Of Toledo

  22. Outside magazine – why does that sound familiar? 😉
    Welcome Kimberly! As far as Mr. Fenn is concerned the treasure is still out there so the hunt is still on and most everyone here believes it is a physical treasure.

    • Ditto! If available to you kimberly, tune in to the Travel Channel. In 2 minutes begins an episode of Expedition Unknown called Finding Fenns Fortune. Enjoy…I’m makin a milkshake! 😉

  23. ha! I lost Alex at that one too, so you are not alone! My point was FF wrote the poem and describing directions from his relative perspective of being at hoB while dictating the poem. Thus the put in point is at hoB and the kayak takes you down stream to the take out point which is where he says to begin – at where warm waters halt. Difficult to grasp kind of like those Einstein theory of relativity problems. Basically allows one to go up stream and still be able to “put in” This also gives the puzzle its kick, all good puzzles “are not what appears” Just like that birdie/secret problem that Sweetea provided.

    • Now that you answered my questions it is easy to grasp. Have you tried to use “put in” as the place to leave the river not go in?

      • Sure I have and I think almost everyone does when they want to go down stream. That is why I decided on taking a new approach which explains why parties got the first two clues correct and went by the other seven.

          • ha! If I released part 3,4,or 5 I don’t think it will be enough for a proper critic – the ending puts it all together.

            One should really read the whole book to fully understand the evolution of this solution. It is really a lot deeper that what I reveal here. There have been some comments that I have not responded to because it is answered in my book.


          • I’m a very patient person I can wait. I try not to buy into others solves to much but they are good to help devolpe ideas.

          • I think we will leave the book as is. I will admit I wrote another book but I am going to be like J.D Salinger and lock that one in the vault until I die.

  24. Wolf, I am certainly impressed by your work and writings and IMAGINATION, I would invite you to share the meaning of “riches new and old” with me and keep in mind that the following is a prospector’s opinion from 1890’s written as a report to the department of Immigration, because, at the time, NM was not a state, it is a well written report on the vast extent of “Cripple Creek” a geographic vein from Colorado to the Mexican border, a incredible lode of silver, gold, turquoise, copper and coal, etc:

    In this book it was prophesied to be at that time, the richest in strike in value anywhere in the known world. It had proven production for at least 300 years by the Spanish, and prospectors of the west.

    Therefore it seems riches old, which is what the original European’s were after, Spanish, English and profiteers from the East were all seeking in the Southern Rockies, that dream of riches. These 1890’s writings are linked to Google Earth if you research the history of “Baldy Mountain” which is in line with Black MT, Green MT, Red Mt and Touch me not Mt.

    If you would consider this location and apply your considerable intelligence and effort to what we understand in ff’s poem, you may see the connection that I am trying to make, so send me an e mail to and I will help you lace this thing together. After 4 years of study from my local perspective, and 30 searches, I think the pieces are fitting together but you seems to have an energy that few in this search possess.

    If you do not correspond, it is OK, but when you consider that first clue, do not overlook riches new and old and combine it with the only Canyon down (South) out of the Rockies that turns into WWW>Halt, just before Santa Fe , NM the last know location of INDULGENCE. Remember all the other rivers that turn into warm water flow east and west. I think down is code for south and below is code for elevation.

    Tom T

  25. Very interesting Wolf, if perhaps you have read some of the other solves, you may have come across mine in the past and wow, I thought I was the only one crazy enough to think this area could be the place of hiding.
    My starting point was only a few mountain tops away from Treasure Mountain and have read and researched the Marble area heavily along with the past treasure hidden there many years ago
    Begin it where warm waters halt, to me began at Conundrum Hot Springs, the highest hotsprings in the US. About 4 miles down the mountain there is a spot that has been cleared that also resembles a horse’s head and I have searched now 3 times and I live east of Cincinnati, Ohio.
    On my third search came to realize that an avalanche is the cause of all of the trees being cleared over time and could not understand how someone cleared the area that is seen by Google maps and in person the first 2 trips.
    Many times over, have researched Marble and Crystal area without having a solid lead to the next clue, one because you would have to continue up hill from the hotsprings to top the mountain, but will mention that there is a rock blaze, ( stack of rocks) at Triple pass.
    Take it (Conundrum Creek) in the canyon down lead me to Aspen Colorado, where the home of Brown (D.R.C. Brown) Aspen Ski Resort is today. Brown senior was the owner of the mining sight of the time of the great silver and gold mines and later Brown Junior, made what Aspen, Colorado is today, after renting the property the family owned to the ski resort. (Riches new and Old) 3 trips and no treasure. And sure now, that Forrest didn’t make 2 trips in and afternoon all the way to the horses head in that spot anyway. Google images has changed a little of the area, bit if you go back to images of around 2011-12 era the horses head when turned 90 degrees, also looks like an Indian head, and rotated again looks like a piece pipe, the horses head even has a blaze of white on its face. One of the strangest things about the whole horse head is in the center is a perfect diamond shape layed out what appears to be in the trees and that to me also looked to be man made, not to mention the x Mark on the opposite side of the creek from the horse head. If you happen to look this up to verify my findings, look a little over half way down the creek to the trail head and you will find, laid out in the middle of the creek a big E close to an old cabin next to the trail, 9/22/2011 date on Google earth at 39 03 44.68N 106 52 48.31W if you zoom into this area and rotate it you will see a horse’s head. You will also see a huge Y that intersects about the eye area of the head and if you go to that coordinates, your hand will be in the middle of the rhombus or diamond shape, zoom in to about 13000 to 15000 ft. Eye alt. So Y is it. Right where the Y intersects, if you zoom in closer, you will see an X on the bank left of a small waterfall, note while looking at the area, how the water disappears, that is a snow bridge the water has carved its way under. Note that if you are looking at this on your desktop or laptop, the waterfall coming from the top of the screen down, notice it disappears into what I had called the Indian nose, now rotate the picture 90 degrees and look for that nose area and look up and down the creek from that and find the eye is actually South or to the top of the screen and look to the bottom a little ways and you should see a n open mouth (Marble gaze)? Or is it just me. Now zoom in if perhaps you have found my picture and look at the detail in natures design, all of the downed trees make it appear to be a headdress. Just take into consideration, the YY, I know the creek is natural, but the other section of the Y, to me is not natural, not to mention the diamond shape, and why is there a patch of Aspens in the middle of all of that? Look at it and tell me nature isn’t powerful, this area cleared is around 30 acres or so. But you have to go back to the date given, snow was covering the last few pics take on Google earth.
    I too, have many more leads and story’s to tell of this search, seems I don’t have the right words to be a good story teller, but it is a true story.
    Happy Hunting All.

    • Very interesting Kelly, I too have looked at Conundrum Hot Springs. Aspen is a very beautiful area and I guess that is another reason I like this spot (only 12 miles from Aspen as the crow flys).

      Interesting also how you found Marble as well, however I used a little trick from the story teller’s perspective to get you up stream to Marble. That perspective being Mr Fenn instructing the searcher to begin from his perspective at hoB. Thus the kayak flows down stream of which you “take out” at Penny hot springs and begin by bringing it back to the “put in” point at Beaver Lake. I always felt there is a trick to understanding why people could only (up until recently) get the first two clues correct. This type of interpretation explains that quite well, IMO.

  26. Many searchers have speculated that the CE5 mark on the latch was a cost code for Mr. Fenn to track the inventory for his gallery. Question: did he sell his gallery before he purchased the treasure chest? It made no sense for him to use an inventory or cost code to permanently mark this 850 year old treasure chest because it served only a single purpose.

    Still not convinced? Then tell me then where is the cost code carved in the Reliquary?

    That sticker sums it up for me but for those skeptics remember Mr. Fenn appreciates originality; he was quite upset when he had his turquoise bracelet repaired and the patina was removed by the jeweller as an attempt to make it look like it did when it was created.

    Into I know you wanted to know my thoughts on CE5 link to what is special in the chest. It is in the chapter titled CE5 in my book – p110. (I know you have a copy).

      • Go to the Chapter title “CE5”. Page numbers may be included depending on the platform the book was purchased. Right now there are about four platforms my book is available.

    • TC purchased in 1988 and the sale of the gallery had already been in the works, maybe just out of habit he placed the inventory code there, he is meticulous like that, imo.

      • Cholly do you have confirmation the chest was purchased was before the sale or the gallery? Either way, why engrave an 850 year old chest with a cost code that is no longer applicable? I mean it was purchased for a single purpose, was he planning on returning to the sight to remind himself of how much he paid for it?

        His Reliquary uses a removable sticker, no engraving there. Anyone else witness a cost code on any other items?

        Anyway his email to me after I challenged the cost code rumour is acceptable and If my hunch is correct that puts the treasure at $6 million.

    • Wolf, you get better responses than I do on the CE5 issue. LOL. But I might be the only one on your page about this.

      Couldn’t have the chance the other day before Goofy shut down the section and started over.

      You’re hitting it all on the nailed head. But let’s give Dal and all the others a benefit of the doubt shall we. It might be a cost code, but that doesn’t mean that CE5 couldn’t have been or was used in a more “hidden configuration” to mean something else in relationship to the chase.

      All IMHO though.


      • James,
        I believe Mr Fenn when he said CE5 won’t help you find the treasure. I believe it is symbolic of the secret object in the chest (that he doesn’t want to talk about). Now that doesn’t mean Mr. Fenn won’t provide select answers to people who he feels deserves one. I mean after all this is a treasure hunt, so don’t expect him to surrender a game changing answer when cornered. He reserves the right to keep this game in motion.

    • Your on to something Wolf!
      What do you see the similarities to be?
      I can see the waves and angles, but what about the ww=2 idea?
      Could this be up and down and up again when looking at the wave length?

      • The ww=2 can go many places. The reason I mentioned it here is “=” and lower case omega (w) relates to my Fenn wave equation. However if you also look at his recent “Lightning” comment of which I noted here!Lightning-horses-or-rods/cam/55c9dedc0cf25051ca23f31f

        and the context of World War II, that brings me to think of the 49 Fight Group that flew the P-38 Lightning. The Aces of Aces flew out of the Sqn – Richard Ira Bong. Which matches hint of “Riches” new and old. This Richard could be a hint to home of Brown and the significance of Fenn’s wish to be remembered for being shot down twice. Flying Aces points to a much more important famous flying Ace who shot down another famous German fighter pilot and another hint of “rich” Richthofen or the Red Baron. This Baron will give you title to the gold.

        Notice the scrapbook number 1″49″ and 49 fight group links to the 49th parallel. You may read more about that theory here!Home-of-Brown-Canada/cam/55cbd5c70cf2c71b0c4cb78f

        • My blog and that post lists several more “49” links. However, I also wrote about the other equinox aberration when Fenn said it occurred on 24 Sept. Autumn equinox is always on 22-23 Sept. The next time hit hits 24 Sept is in the year 3000 something. So why did he “screw up” that commonly known date?

          Ok beside that being my birthday, Sept 24 was the date Richard Ira Bong was born. He was killed in a P-80 fighter Jet which is virtually the same aircraft as the T-33 which Fenn had his life changing moment.

          By the way, I explained on my blog how Fenn could not have flown at 49,000 feet like he said he was at. Two reasons, surface ceiling of T-33 is 47500. The direction of flight rules wouldn’t allow 49000 feet to be permitted. So again “49” is the hint or aberration.

  27. Wolf,

    not related to the chase but I thought you may be able to help spread the word and a fundraiser link over a friend of my family’s situation.

    I’ve never spammed for a cause like this but I really needed to get this out on the internet.

    I’ve just found out that this friend of my family has cancer behind his eyes. His name is Carson and he’s 9 months old. He has flown to Toronto from Calgary a couple of days ago an is about to begin a chemotherapy program with the hopes of saving his eyes. They also just found out he has a tumor in his lower back and a spinal tap has to be performed.

    anyway, what I’m asking for is for yourself and other searchers to spread the link to this gofundme program for him and his family. there’s more info on the site.



    PS — I’ve been on the hunt for fenn’s chest for about 3 years and I lurk on this site once and a while. I’ve been on 5 searches that were awesome

  28. Great story, Wolf. Interesting about Mr. Fenn and the Kennedys. There is an Arc de Triomphe in my solve du jour, but not quite as grand. I saw a rattle snake near it during recent travels and freaked out so haven’t had a chance to investigate closely. It also looks like someplace you would encounter mice so I’m concerned about hantavirus. Geez, I sound neurotic. Maybe winter conditions aren’t as bad.

  29. DH,
    I too find it interesting about the Kennedys. Also did you know Mr. Fenn was also close friends with Senator John Connolly (whom he wrote about in TFTW). That’s two people he was friends with who were in the car when JFK was shot. Ever wonder if that “JF” (that he says stands for “just Forrest”) actually stands for John Fitzgerald as in JFK? Now there is a secret I would like to be in on…

  30. Hello fellow searchers. I would like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and wish all the best for you all in the new year. I will be soon be leaving for Christmas break with my family to the wonderful state of Hawaii for Christmas. This will be the first time for us and we are all very excited.

    So I need to take care of some business before I depart on Sunday. I would like to update everyone on my effort to raise money for cancer research. Book sales of my book “Finding Forrest Fenn” are at 96% of my initial target and and I am confident that I can reach that target before leaving. On Sunday I will sending off the money to the Canadian Cancer Society.

    I would like to thank everyone who has donated or purchased the book in support of Cancer research as your contributions are making a difference.

    Merry Christmas!
    The Wolf

    • Aloha Wolf!

      Have a wonderful family Christmas in Hawaii.

      Thanks for making a difference in cancer research. I’m a survivor and appreciate your efforts. anna

      • Thank you Anna! I am so happy for your success, I too am a cancer survivor and some day I am confident we will have this indiscriminate disease beat, thanks to those who have committed to do so!

  31. I have gone back to school thus I do not read Dal’s blog anymore, so I am subscribing to my thread so that any comments or questions will be forwarded to me via email.

    Thank you everyone who have supported cancer research,
    The Wolf

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