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NOVEMBER 2016

 

Remember the story titled “The Everlasting Forrest Fenn” that appeared in the California Sunday Magazine last summer? The writer, Taylor Clark, visited Santa Fe early in 2016 to interview Forrest. After he wrote the story and his editor approved it for publication it went to a “fact-checker” whose job is to make sure the purported facts in the story are true and not simply the imaginative construction of the writer. So, the fact checker must contact someone who can authenticate the facts in the story. In this case that was Forrest.

California Sunday Magazine comes inside the Los Angeles Times and San Francisco Examiner every Sunday, so potentially, a few million eyeballs browse the colorful, photo essay stories they publish.

I was perusing my files and ran across the following note from last May.  I thought you’d find it interesting. Below is the fact-checker’s questions about “facts” in the story and Forrest’s factual replies. Do a little fact-checking on your own. Compare what Forrest wrote to what was actually written in the story. What do you think?

The California Sunday Magazine story is on our Media Coverage page on this very blog…
Look about three links down..
CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE MEDIA PAGE

 


The cancer in your kidney was in more than one spot? 
It was under my kidney embedded in the inferior vena cava, which is the vein that takes blood from the lower body back to the heart. There was just one spot

Your cancer was removed in 1988? 
My kidney was removed in 1988 and also the cancer.

You were shot down in an F100 over Laos? What happened? How did you survive that?
I was shot down twice in the F-100. The first time was in south Vietnam and the second time in Laos. I crash landed the first time on a small airstrip and walked away. The second time I parachuted into the jungle and was picked up by a helicopter the next day.

You’ve searched for artifacts in deserted canyons?
Deserted canyons is not a good phrase. I have looked for artifacts in the mountains and deserts of New Mexico, Wyoming and Montana.

You’ve sold moccasins to the Rockefellers and sculptures to the Spielbergs? 
Yes, I sold antique Sioux moccasins to Peggy Rockefeller and Charlie Russell sculpture to Steven Spielberg.

Two years before you were diagnosed with cancer, your father was diagnosed with advanced cancer?
Yes, my father had terminal pancreas cancer.

And he took a handful of pills after he was diagnosed?
My father was given 6 months to live and 18 months later he took 50 sleeping pills

When you talked about facing death, you expressed that you’d rather die alone, but with dignity, and at first, you thought you might take sleeping pills at the site of your treasure? 
Yes, since I was told I was going to die I wanted to do it on my own terms as my father had done.

So it would be fair to say that you sort of see this as a dignified way to go out, rather than sort of dying slowly?
I saw my alternative as being a hospital bed that would offer a temporary postponement with a hose in my nose, tubes down my throat, and needles in my arm. And with friends and relatives watching and crying. That was the last thing I wanted.

Initially, you weren’t really sure how you’d want to die?
I don’t understand that question. If I had my way I would die under a tree somewhere deep in a pine forest and let my body go back to the earth.

But then one night you were lying in bed when you got the idea for hiding the treasure chest and then leaving behind a poem. Correct? 
Yes

But then the whole scheme was a disappointment because the cancer treatment fortunately ended up working?
Yes, I got well and ruined the plan.

However, you still liked the idea of hiding a treasure, so you stuck with that part of the plan?
Yes

The hidden treasure includes Ceylon sapphires and Alaskan gold nuggets the size of chicken eggs?
Yes, two nuggets weigh more than a troy pound each, and hundreds of smaller ones. There are two Ceylon sapphires, hundreds of rubles, 8 emeralds and lots of diamonds.

And while some of the things included in the treasure came from your own collection, you bought some of the things to add to the chest?
Yes

Even your wife didn’t know when you buried the treasure, correct? 
I have never said I buried the treasure so please don’t say that. I hid the treasure, but that does not mean it is not buried. I just didn’t want to give that as a clue. My wife’s name is Peggy.

You hid it in 2010?
I have never pinned it down that close. I just say I was 79 or 80 when I hid it.

It took you two trips from your car to get all of the treasure to the hiding spot because it weighed 42 pounds? 
Yes

So you were 80 then?
I was  79 or 80. I have a reason for not wanting to give an exact date.

And you kept  what you’d done completely secret? 
What I have done is no secret at all. My book describes it. The hiding place and when I hid it are secrets. I am the only one who knows where it is.

And even your daughters didn’t find out until you published your autobiography?
Yes, but I call it a memoir.

How long did it take you to refine the poem included in your autobiography? 
I worked on it for 15 years, changing and rearranging words.

You originally had 1,000 copies published?
Yes, because I didn’t think anyone would want my book.

And you’ve now sold around 20,000 copies?
I gave the books to the Collected Works bookstore in Santa Fe, and they sold them. I have made no money and have not sold any of the books personally

And you gave rights to your book to Collected Works because you didn’t want to be accused of doing this for the money? Is that correct?
No, I did not give the rights or the copyright away. I gave only the books. I didn’t want anyone to say the hidden treasure is a hoax for me to make money on the book.

But the treasure is worth a lot of money, correct? 
Yes

So that would be funny if people accused you of trying to make money off of this. 
You are correct. I didn’t even get my publishing costs back.

You added to the gallery a brick-laid plaza, a gold-fixtured guesthouse and a sculpture garden with a scenic pond, correct?
The brick plaza is part of the big guest house. There were 3 other guest houses and the pond has 2 waterfalls.

And you did that by hand? You did that yourself?
No, I had contractors do it for me, but I helped.

And the pond once housed two pet alligators, Elvis and Beowolf? 
Yes, but the name is Beowulf, not Beowolf.

Did you self-publish The Thrill of the Chase? 
Yes, I have self-published all 10 of my books. The name of the company is The One Horse Land and Cattle Company.

Your walls are lined with age-cracked pottery, feathered headdresses and a case of arrowheads. Correct?
Age-cracked is not a good phrase. How about ancient pottery?

You grew up in Temple, TX? 
Yes, born and raised

Your dad was the principal of the elementary school you attended?
Yes

As you were rising in the Air Force ranks, you realized you worked best as a schemer, working on your own? 
I was not a schemer, but I knew that if I was to compete with PHDs and aeronautical engineers I had to out hustle them, and I did.

You left when they tried to promote you to colonel lieutenant?
I was promoted to Lieutenant colonel but turned it down and retired. If I had accepted the promotion I would have had to stay in the Air Force two more years, and I wanted out.

How, if at all, did your experiences in Vietnam impact the decision to leave? 
When I was shot down in the Laotian jungle I had a lot of time to think. I kept telling myself that there had to be something better than this.


 

If you are interested in comparing some of what the fact-checker fact-checked, against what was eventually published in the story you can find a link to the California Sunday Magazine story on our Media Coverage page on this very blog…
Look about three links down..
CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE MEDIA PAGE

Scrapbook One Hundred Sixty Two…

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OCTOBER 2016

 

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Forrest forwarded this to me with few words, which is not like him at all. I think parts of it made him nervous.
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Mr. Fenn,
You likely don’t remember me but I wrote about a month and-a-half ago to praise you on your book The Thrill of the Chase.  In my email, I mentioned that my husband and I would be visiting New Mexico (for a business trip, which would include a quick search for your treasure, beginning at 32 degrees latitude at the southern border of NM and working our way north.)   Well, we took the trip and, as you know, we did not find the treasure.  There was some disappointment of course — I was secretly certain that I’d interpreted your clues accurately — but that disappointment was quickly dispelled by what we did find… amazing sites and interesting history.  Because of the book, I truly believe that our eyes were open a bit wider and our minds that much more receptive to the stories and histories we learned.  So, although we didn’t find the treasure, it was a wonderful trip.

I write again to give you a bit of an update.

I’ve reread The Thrill of the Chase and Too Far To Walk umpteen times now.

I laugh now when I think back to the first few times that I read The Thrill of the Chase.  At that time, I was enamored with what I thought were the simple, gentle musings of a fellow harkening back to his younger years .  To me it was a collection of amusing stories, life lessons, and inspirational insights.  It was imperfect yet sweet.  Now, I simply think that the piece is genius and calculating, thick with creative license (remember non-fiction only has to be 85% accurate), multiple layers and ciphers that redirect the reader to entirely different end points.  It is not a collection of short stories culminating in one book; it is a collection of riddles culminating in what could be three or four books, depending upon which layer you’re on.  Pictures contain hidden letters and numbers, the meaning of words and sentences are altered by either a phonetic re-read or a reorder or substitution of letters.  It’s flexible and supports unsuspecting readers as they continue down the wrong path.  It’s the literary version of the Butterfly Effect.  And it is the reason everyone has different starting points, different ending points.   It is brilliant… and addictive… and the reason why I question everything I read (hmmmm, I wonder what that’s supposed to mean), why I’ve read Hemmingway and Salinger and why I know that Robert Redford actually has written a book.  It’s the reason I know your Grandpa Fenn’s name and about the YMCA (thanks to my love of genealogy), and the countless other tidbits of information I’ve garnered along the way.  It’s the reason why I may just go for it and search for the “missing appendix” behind the hardcover and binding…

And it’s the reason why I’ve never squinted so much in my life!  My flashlight’s batteries are now dim and my eyes are nearly crossed.  I never used “reader” glasses before but over the past several weeks have found them to be quite helpful.  My rock hounding loupe (my husband and I are rockhounds) is constantly at my side and I eagerly await a new one, which I ordered off Amazon, with a stronger magnification.  Then perhaps I can learn your alphabet (I do know that L = Y, as in YMCA) and I’ll hopefully soon make sense of what appear now to be random numbers and letters and superimposed images cleverly hidden behind the innocent photographs of your youth.  Until I can figure out the alphabet, my “solve” begins by Hebgen Lake and winds up at the Thumb Basin in Yellowstone. Perhaps yet another victim of the butterfly, or perhaps my route will change, but right now it is the path that I’m on.

Regardless, it is a fun ride and I just want to thank you for this perfect puzzle.

Sincerely,
Bonnie

 

 

Scrapbook One Hundred Sixty One…

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OCTOBER 2016

 

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Here is a story from the 1941 Alaska Miner..
So what do you think?
Can a porcupine actually throw his quills or not??
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A porky swats with his tail, and it stands to reason that if some quills find their mark other quills would fly, caused by the sudden stop of the said tail. The skin of a porcupine is not attached to the animal’s flesh in the same way that a banana is not attached to the peeling, which means the quills are loosely hanging in the skin. Now, that’s everything I know on that subject and it graphically explains why bananas can be so dangerous. f

 

Scrapbook One Hundred Sixty…

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OCTOBER 2016

 

Hello Forrest,

I hope this email finds you well and ready for winter!

I’m delighted to say our film ‘The Lure’ about your magical hunt will have it’s world premiere in New York in November.

Here’s a link to the festival:
http://www.docnyc.net/film/the-lure/

And to the film’s site, with a short teaser trailer:
http://www.the-lure.com

The film couldn’t have been made without your support and contribution, so I’m thrilled to be able to share it with the world.

We’ll be doing a tour of the south west at some point, so I’ll keep you posted.

In the meantime, feel free to share.

Thanks once again,

Best,
Tomas

Scrapbook One Hundred Fifty Nine…

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SEPTEMBER 2016

 

I love your story Kristen. Once again I am reminded of why I wrote the book and hid the treasure. f

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Mr. Fenn

I hope this email finds you and your family well.  My name is Kristen and I live in Atlanta with my husband and 2 kids. I discovered your book, ‘The Thrill of the Chase,’ about a year and a half ago.  Not only was I fascinated by your stories (and highly entertained by your sense of humor and witty writing style) but it also hit close to home. I was 34 and had just recently been diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer and told I had a 20% chance of still being here in 5 years. At the time my son was 4 and my daughter was 5 months old.  So…I get it.  Everything you think and feel when you think it’s all over.

I loved reading about the summers of your youth spent in Yellowstone with your family and wanted the same kind of memories for my kids.  I grew up in rural Missouri and my dad is a cropduster/farmer and avid outdoorsman but my kids were born in Atlanta and are ‘city’ through and through. You inspired me to change that.  I shared your book with my parents and siblings and proposed a family treasure hunting adventure. After they checked my temperature and determined I wasn’t delirious, they all got on board. We studied the poem, but came up with exactly zilch for a solve. We decided to go on an adventure anyway.  The obvious choice was Yellowstone.  A place we’ve always wanted to see, just never gotten around to making the trip.

Well, we did it. We spent a week in Big Sky Montana. My parents, my siblings, and our kids were all there together.  We explored Yellowstone, hiked to Ousel Falls (on a day where a grizzly was spotted on the trail!), fly fished the Gallatin river (THAT was a sight to behold, let me tell ya!), and saw TONS of wildlife. My dad was thrilled that we were finally coming around to his way of thinking.

We brainstormed about the poem at night trying to find our ‘aha’ moment.  I am of the consensus that solving the riddle reveals the exact location and just randomly ‘searching’ is a waste of time, but that’s just my humble opinion.  So, needlessly to say, we left with no treasure chest but that wasn’t really the point of the trip anyway.

The point of this rambling novel is to thank you.  I listened and took your words to heart and was inspired.  My family made memories last week that will last a lifetime (see picture below).  And hopefully it was just the first of many adventures we’ll have together.  We’ve decided Alaska will be our next. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you Mr. Fenn.  If you ever find yourself in Atlanta I would love to buy you a cup of coffee. Or maybe I’ll come to Santa Fe and bring your bracelet back if I ever solve that damn poem:)

All the best,
Kristen

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That’s my son, Jack, and my niece, Jessie Leigh. She caught that whopper but then bolted like a spooked horse when Max (with Gallatin River Guides) tried to get her to touch it.

PS…After 18 months of chemo there is currently no evidence of any cancer in my body. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.

Scrapbook One Hundred Fifty Eight…

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SEPTEMBER 2016

AN EARLY ARRANGEMENT

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Here’s a long forgotten photo that I discovered in an old laptop. It shows the treasure chest at a time when I was still deciding what it should contain.

The two round objects in the center are 300 year-old gold and silver hunting case minute repeater watches. They came out, as did the large gems. The gold coins and nuggets were removed from their plastic containers and are now residing in the chest beside the little jar that contains my autobiography.

Months later, when the chest was almost full, I added two 5” round Pre-Columbian gold “mirrors,” the Tairona fetish necklace, and my revered turquoise row bracelet. Then I closed the lid, and that was that. Now the treasure is hidden in the mountains, patiently  waiting…f

YOU CAN VIEW SOME OF THE OTHER ITEMS THAT ARE INSIDE THE CHEST BY CLICKING HERE

Scrapbook One Hundred Fifty Seven…

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SEPTEMBER 2016

THE TODAY SHOW IS BACK

 

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On August 10th the Today Show crew showed up at Forrest’s home in Santa Fe and taped an interview with him. This was before Forrest announced that he was going to give his computer a rest. NBC also chased Cynthia Meachum up the Pecos to one of her fav places to look for Forrest’s chest.
Here is what Forrest says:
Can you announce that the Weekend Today Show will air a segment about the chase on Saturday next (Saturday, September 17th). I was recorded sitting by my pond and Cynthia and her dog Molly went searching in some beautiful country.  She wouldn’t tell me where for fear I would discover her secret fishing spot.

Scrapbook One Hundred Fifty Six…

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AUGUST 2016

 

For health reason’s Forrest is cutting back in his involvement in the chase. Less attention to email, fewer interviews and blog appearances will be his new MO. Here is what he wrote:

“I’m cutting back on my activities, which means going to lunch, seeing people, and time on my computer. f”

Jenny has a supply of Weekly Words from Forrest to last awhile and also wrote on her blog about Forrest’s intentions:

http://mysteriouswritings.com/featured-questions-weekly-words-and-forrest-fenn-note/#comment-139345