Forrest sent me this without a comment.
What do you think??
Forrest sent me this without a comment.
What do you think??
I love emails like this one from Diane. Makes me wish I could go back to the starting place and experience all of the things I might have done, but didn’t.
I have a technicolor picture of me running through the brambles with Diane.
It is comforting that the treasures chest thread has brought so many of us together in a kindred way. I feel like I know that girl who played with hobos. f
My grandfather was a train engineer. He used to do a big train whistle out of town so my grandmother could hear to let him know he was on the way, and she’d tell me to take off running. I would run like the dickens through the bramble, and meet his train on the edge of Lewistown, Mt., and he would stop it to a complete halt, then let me on, and I got to drive the train all the way through Lewistown, Mt., then I would hop off, with the train building steam and run back to grandma’s house. Never fell once. I remember the train would slow down slow, then come to a complete halt like how I think warm waters halt.
One of my favorite things to do is go in to town and have lunch with the “young hobos” who hop the trains out of Colorado Springs. My Sunday hobo church. They grab food from people coming out of the cafes and eat it up like morsels form heaven. Took me only a day to adjust to their routine. They are brilliant poets, just like Forrest. A few are banjo players, and they are peaceful, but not for the meek. They are totally free to ride the rails to the next adventure, and I live vicariously through them, as I also love the rails.
I’m new to the chase, and am having fun studying my stacks of maps, and the poem, and I giggle a lot when I wonder- “What would Bubba do?”
Thank you Karen,
I will try to answer the questions for your students. I received about 30 emails and was a little overwhelmed. That’s why I didn’t respond to more than I did. My answers follow the student’s questions and are in bold type.
I can see by the first question that your students probably are not asking what they want answered. I will answer the questions as presented and not judge them. I will also leave your students with a poem. It is not a reflection on anyone, or the questions, but something for them to think about.
Today as I went up the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today, oh how I wish he’d go away.
Can you describe the first and last time you visited your secret fishing spot?
Yes, I went in my car both times and the sun was shining.
Also you said gold. In the canyon we are guessing the sunset make the rock look like gold is this significant to the place where you hid the treasure.
I am sure the rock would think so.
Does the 4 line in each stanza have a significance to when you hid the treasure.
Would you please give us a list of all your friends/superiors in the Vietnam war?
There are several hundred. Would you like the names alphabetical?
Could you also tell was time of year you hid the treasure?
Yes, it was summer.
We have a guess about where the treasure is hidden, and we were wondering if you could give us some feedback on it.
Yes, I think I could.
We believe that the treasure is hidden near agua fria peak, New Mexico.
I think that is very interesting.
Our group also thinks if it is not hidden there, then it might be hidden some where near Cimarron canyon.
The canyon is very long so if you go searching there please be prepared.
Our final guess is that the treasure may be along road 156 in Wyoming. Thank you for taking time out of your day to help us in our class!
You cannot solve the problem by starting in the middle of the poem. You should start with the first clue and then solve the other eight in order.
What is your favorite thing about the place where you hid the treasure?
It is in a place that is dear to me.
When was the first time you went to the place where you hid the treasure?
I don’t want to answer that question. It is more of a clue than I want to give.
What is your favorite outside activity?
When was the last time you went to the place with the treasure was hidden?
A few years ago.
Did you name the poem The Thrill of the Chase?
No. I forgot to name it.
Were you close to your father?
I think I was closer in my memory of him than in practice.
Does Bighorn Canyon,WY ring any bells in your past?
Or does Black Canyon,CO ring any bells?
What do you mean by “ringing bells”
What is the emphasis of “where warm waters halt”?
I don’t understand the question.
What does “warm” mean to you?
It means being comfortable.
Where did you mostly go during your lifetime?
Europe, Asia, South America, and the United States.
When did you find this spot to bury the treasure like year?
I have not said that I buried it, and I don’t want to reveal when I discovered the spot. It is too much of a clue.
Does a blaze mean the treasure?
Not in my dictionary.
Why did you hide the treasure where you hid it?
I love the way you worded that question. I think you are going to be a science fiction writer. The answer is in my book, TTOTC.
What inspired your passion for art?
I have no passion for art. It was only a business to me.
Who was your biggest influence growing up?
My father and my football coach.
Why did you choose the specific riches in the treasure?
Because I needed them to put in the treasure chest.
Have you ever revisited the place you hid it?
How did the Vietnam War affect you?
It made me more forgiving, more considerate, and more aware that we need to leave other people alone.
What time of year did you hid the treasure?
Is there is specific reason that halt and walk are the only words that do not follow the rhyme scheme?
Yes, I was limited by my ability.
What is your favorite place to be? or river?
In my home in Santa Fe.
Where was your favorite place? Why?
Why don’t you ask me how deep is a hole? I cannot single out one to be my favorite.
Why did you marry?
Because I was able to find a woman who was much better than me, and then spent 63 years hoping she wouldn’t find out.
What is “too far to walk” to you?
It is the name of a book I wrote.
Who were your partners in the Air Force?
I had no partners sir.
When you wrote the poem, were you thinking about fishing
No, I was thinking about the poem.
What was your favorite Hike/Trail Yellowstone.?
Trails are not favorites of mine. I always hiked off trails. Why go where everyone else had gone. The rangers didn’t like that, but I did and I was the one doing it. Do you see my logic?
Did it lead to the top of a waterfall?
Some did but most didn’t.
Where did you catch the Fish that you still have a memory.
If so, why do you remember that memory?
Because a 900 pound bear also wanted it. Guess who won?
What type of fish did you like fishing for?
Trout, bass, perch and catfish.
What Is Blaze?
Anything that stands out.
How hard was it to write the poem and not give the location away?
It was not hard at all. I just had to stay focused.
In the poem, Thrill of The Chase when you talk about “Not far, but too far to walk” and “Take it in the canyon down,” is it referring to a waterfall.
You guys seem to be hung up on waterfalls. Don’t try to change my poem to fit your ideas.
We were also wondering if you could tell us anything about “The home of the Brown.
“Do you “check” on the treasure every once in awhile to see if it is still in tact.
Do you mean as opposed to being torn apart? I feel sure it is still intact.
And does anyone know for sure where it is, for example, your wife, or closest friend?
No one knows where it is but me.
We are looking into places in New Mexico and we are curious if we are in the right direction.
Go back to the poem and start with the first clue.
When was the last time you have been to where the treasure is hidden?
A few years ago.
Hello Mr. Fenn!
My name’s Kenda. Had a strange thing happen the other day –involves you oddly enough
I watched Destination Unknown “Finding Fenn’s Treasure” on 1/13, Friday evening
I’m a paranormal researcher, I record ghost voices… been doing it on a regular basis for 10 years now.
Saturday morning -5 am EST, (3 am your time) I did a recording session. A voice that sounds an awful lot like you is speaking on it. It’s not unusual for sleeping people to show up on recording, happens pretty regularly…no rhyme or reason to it actually.
Here’s what “sleeping you” said, “IT’S A GREAT DISAPPOINTMENT TO ME THAT MY OWN FAMILY HAVEN’T FOUND IT.”
“TAOS… IT WOULD BE BALD WITHOUT THIS” “DON’T YOU KIDS READ?”
Now, I don’t speak at all during the “answer” parts of the recording, only when asking questions.
Vocally, I’m 99.999% sure it’s you; got the accent, cadence, everything!
Just thought you might find it interesting –I definitely do
I did a video of it if you’d like to hear it — (incidentally, I was asking about the existence of Bigfoot at the time –“You” suggested I STOP asking about it considering “THEY COULD BE FROM THE PRIMATE FAMILY” )
Here’s the link to the video…
FORREST FENN (Pure EVP) Sleeping Forrest Messages
I am a professional poker player living in Las Vegas… im 44 years old and I came to Vegas when I was 19 to pursue a career in playing Blackjack… (not such a good idea btw) and have been here ever since. I received your book for Christmas (never heard about your story) and I will be trading in gambling on cards for gambling in the wilderness. Should be fun.
I recently purchased 10 books and have decided I need 10 partners and figured the best way to find 10 people I can trust* was to send it off to 10 inmates serving life sentences… figured they have the time and won’t be looking themselves😀😀.
I chose 9 men and 1 woman. I’m thinking my best shot is the Unibomer Ted Kaczynski.. as he is a pretty brilliant guy and also lived in Montana for a number of years… I have 1 question, Has anyone ever told you they were doing this also?
Hope this finds you well,
People think I am a genius!
Okay…maybe none of you think that…but my mom does.
Truth is…for the last couple of days I have been using a sophisticated, yet easy to use tool that gives me precise locations to hundreds of Forrest Fenn quotes. This TOOL was created by J. C. Merritt, AKA JCM and I find it indispensable. Not only is it a great tool…but I have fun playing with it too…
It’s a sophisticated research document tiled “Chasing Words of Forrest Fenn” This document is 82 digital pages with clickable links to quotes and topics by Forrest that appear digitally in TV and radio interviews, magazines, email, various blogs, websites and forums…This thing is absolutely WONDERFUL!
For instance…today I needed to figure out where Forrest talked about “where warm waters halt”, and what he said about it. So I opened up my electronic version of Mr. Merritt’s book and in the search mechanism I typed “warm waters”.
PRESTO…95 clickable links that will not only take me to where Forrest actually utters or pens the words “warm waters” but includes places where others have quoted Forrest talking about, “warm waters”.
Anyone who spends time trying to dig out the truth from the fiction about what Forrest has actually said is going to NEED this electronic book.
I cannot imagine the number of hours Mr. Merritt has tossed into this project…well…actually I can, which is why I never tried to put one together myself…
Most importantly…it’s easy to use on your own computer…no matter what kind you use…
But I think I’ve yapped on long enough…
Oh…one more thing…
Forrest has not stopped talking or writing yet…so there will be more quotes to add to this document…and if you buy one now…the updates are minimal for future editions…I think I heard $3…
This is great…valuable,,,important if you take the search seriously…
Did I mention that it’s an instant download?…buy it today and get it today..
PS-I am NOT getting money or favors from Mr Merritt for promoting his book. I bought the combined version and paid the full price for it and I love the darn thing. Finally…something useful and beneficial to the chase.
Click HERE to go to Mr. Merritt’s promotion for the book and buy one
I have been confronted by a few folks over the past six years who have claimed Forrest’s Treasure Hunt to be a big fat hoax and those of us who pursue it to be as clueless as Inspector Clouseau. “Forrest”, this small band of naysayers squeal, “is pulling wool over our eyes”, “a puppet master yanking our strings”, “a wealthy man teasing us working class stiffs with promises of gold and gems that never existed.”
Their reasoning seems to ride on a few self absorbed claims, to wit:
“I solved the poem but when I got to the chest’s location it wasn’t there, so it must not exist.”
“I am a puzzle master and I have an IQ of 162. The poem is unsolvable therefore the treasure does not exist.”
“No one would do such a thing as hide a treasure worth millions.”
“You all have been looking for that chest for years now. If it was real you’d have found it.”
You get the picture. And for proof that what they proclaim is fact, they offer the following evidence-
But fair is fair…so what proof do I have that the treasure is real?
So where are we? Forrest says that the only proof he could offer would be to take us to the chest, and he isn’t going to do that. So Forrest can offer no proof that the chest exists and those who believe it’s a hoax have no evidence that it does not exist. Is this a stalemate? Forrest’s word against the naysayers?
I think it’s more than that. Although I have no proof that the chest exists I do have some pretty convincing evidence that it does. Listen up!
Let’s begin at the beginning. Did the chest ever exist?
Yes. We have a couple photos of the chest. At least one with some gold nuggets and a lot of gold coins.
These photos were taken before the valuable contents were finalized so they do not show all the jewelry or many of the gemstones or other goodies that Forrest has told us are inside it today. We know where and approximately when those photographs were taken by a Santa Fe professional photographer. Further, we have eyewitness accounts from folks who saw the chest before it was hidden. Forrest says that over 100 people saw that chest when it was in his vault. I have personally met at least 10 people who saw the chest in Forrest’s vault before it was hidden. One of them is a close friend who also hefted the chest and agrees that it weighed around 40lbs. My friend tells me that the chest in Forrest’s vault was the same chest that is in the photos. He saw it several times and it usually had different items in it each time he saw it. One day when he visited Forrest it was no longer there.
So we have photos and first hand accounts from eyewitnesses that the chest did exist and that it was in Forrest’s home and then one day it was simply not there. We know without a doubt that the chest with treasure inside existed.
Could Forrest have actually filled the chest with millions of dollars in baubles and artifacts, gold coins and nuggets and then hid it without anyone knowing where?
To answer this question I’ll approach it like a detective…I am looking for Means, Motive and Opportunity.
It does not seem far fetched at all for Forrest to have access to the kinds of items he has described are in the chest. Forrest found, collected. traded, won and bought items from thousands of clients over 18 years in the art and artifact business professionally. Prior to that he traded and hunted items for at least 30 years as an amateur collector. Although he specialized in American western and southwestern items, his collection today includes objects from around the globe. He has owned individual items valued at hundreds of thousands of dollars and collections of items worth millions. Forrest, Peggy and the IRS are probably the only three entities that know precisely how much Forrest has made but his wealth has been estimated by journalists to be well over several million. Forrest had access to items beyond the ordinary. These items would be unobtainable by most of us. Further, Forrest has provided individual photographs and intriguing descriptions of many of the objects in the chest. It seems quite clear he had the means to obtain and fill the chest with the unique and valuable items said to be inside. Even more evidence of the likelihood that the chest is filled with valuable items can be had by viewing Forrest’s collection today. One quick walk through his office will inform even the diehard skeptic that Forrest has collected items worth millions of dollars. His personal collection is filled with thousands of beguiling and extraordinary artifacts.
Nothing focuses the mind like the ultimate deadline…impending death. Remember that this whole treasure hunt was planned by Forrest when he believed he had only a few months to live with an incurable cancer. He was going to take some of his collection with him. His plan was to fill the chest with a few of his favorite pieces, gold coins and gemstones and move it to a “special place” he had known about for awhile and at this spot next to his chest, end his life. He would die on his own terms rather than let the cancer slowly destroy his body and mind. His death bed would become a hidden cache like those left by earlier mountain dwellers, hundreds…even thousands of years ago. Forrest wrote a poem with clues to where he and his chest would be sequestered. His intent was to have folks look for his special place and the finder would be welcome to take the chest and it’s contents.
“….Take the chest but leave my bones alone.”
Forrest was motivated partly by admiration for early hunters, traders and travelers and partly by a desire to give back some of the experiences he has enjoyed.
But then he got well and that ruined his plans. So Plan B evolved. He already had the chest and the artifacts. Why did death have to play a part in the game?
As a child Forrest was given a great deal of freedom to make his own choices. Here are some examples:
Take-off on a horse-riding adventure into the mountains of Montana..no problem.
Skippy and Forrest cruising north thru four states in a not-so-fine jalopy to work out their own issues and finances..no problem.
A fishing guide at 13 responsible for guiding and feeding and getting everyone safely there and back..no problem.
Head off into the woods to log on your own with little in the way of provisions or back-up..no problem.
These are events that shape your life. No adults to run for when things go backward…you just figure it out and continue on. Forrest was very social yet terribly independent as a teen and those qualities stuck with him as an adult. He often had no assistance in figuring out how to do things. He just worked through it on his own. As a result, he became a very creative problem solver because there was often no one around to seek sage advice from.
As an adult Forrest enjoyed short adventures such as taking off from his military job to look for artifacts and meet up with others who collected and traded. Since Peggy was not always interested in these adventures Forrest often went alone. In the gallery business he would leave for days at a time on missions to acquire paintings or private collections. Even after he sold the gallery his collecting continued and his solo treks to procure items for his personal collection or information for his books took him away from home for days at a time. Peggy and the girls understood this part of Forrest’s character and were comfortable with Forrest leaving for a few days whenever he needed too.
Forrest leaving for a few days, even when he was 79 or 80 would not have raised any eyebrows among his family. In fact, for Forrest to stop heading out on small adventures would have been cause for alarm since he had been disappearing, on his own, periodically, from childhood. It is perfectly likely that he could have placed the chest and goodies in his car and driven, days if necessary, to the correct location and made two trips from his car to the hidey spot and then driven home with no one knowing what he was up to.
So Forrest had all the needed elements in a good detective novel to complete his mission..He had motive, means and opportunity.
But wait! There’s more!
To a trader or collector whose good name means everything when it comes to business opportunities an excellent reputation is something to strive for and protect. Forrest’s gallery was “Fenn Galleries”. He wanted his name attached to it. He wanted people to know who they were doing business with as well as what that person stood for. In the art business where scandal and forgeries loom large in headlines, trust is supreme. Folks who plunk down hundreds of thousands of dollars for a Chagall or a de Kooning want assurance that it’s the real thing. Yet, there are never any absolute assurances in the art business. Trust and reputation are everything. Folks who have trusted Forrest have invested wisely. His reputation as an honest dealer is supreme…even today, more than 25 years after he sold his gallery.
There are always naysayers and Forrest has been investigated more than once but nothing has ever come of any attacks on his reputation or honesty. Writers Michael McGarrity and Douglas Preston have both said to my face that there is no question in their minds that Forrest is honest in his dealings and that his treasure chest story is absolutely true. In fact, it appears that the only people who believe the treasure chest is a hoax, are those who don’t know Forrest. Perhaps they are skeptics because they know that they would never do anything like this themselves and simply cannot understand anyone who would.
It has been ridiculously tossed about more than once that Forrest created this treasure hunt to line his own pockets, that it is nothing more than a scheme to sell his book, The Thrill of the Chase and pocket the profits. Anyone who has done the slightest investigation into The Thrill of the Chase can see that there is no money in the sales of that book, nor any other, for Forrest. Forrest gave the rights to sell the book to an independently owned, small bookstore in Santa Fe called Collected Works Bookstore. They are the only bookstore that sells TTOTC new. When they sell a copy 10% goes to a Cancer Fund that Forrest started. The rest is theirs. Forrest does not see anything from the sale of those books.
Additionally, Forrest has all the money he needs. His worth is reputed to be above several million. One of his stated goals was to never sell anything where his best client paid him $100. So it’s unlikely that selling a $35 book that probably cost $25 to print and ship was an incentive to “line his pockets”.
What possible value could a hoax be to Forrest? His reputation is already well defined. Forrest’s stature as honest and trustworthy is beyond reproach by persons who know him well enough to voice a worthwhile opinion. A hoax would destroy his reputation forever.
We know the beautiful bronze chest rested in Forrest’s vault because many have attested to seeing it there. We have seen photos of it brimming with gold.
Forrest had the motivation, means and opportunity to hide that chest and therefore, likely did hide it. He has no need for any monetary reward that selling books might bring and he has divested himself of all income from the books anyway.
So it seems that even though we have no proof that Forrest hid the treasure chest, the evidence strongly suggests that he did…and that’s good enough for me to head out into the “wood” and try to find it.
It’s a lot of fun..you should try it too…
Forrest answering questions in email from a journalist in Arizona. You may have heard some or all of these Q/A before…but worth repeating.
Why did you hide a treasure? You need to read my Thrill of the Chase book wherein that question is answered in some detail
What’s in this treasure box? That question is also answered in my book, but the quick answer is: 265 gold coins, mostly American double eagles and eagles. Hundreds of gold nuggets, two the size of hen eggs, hundreds of rubies, 8 emeralds, 2 Ceylon sapphires, many diamonds, 2 ancient Chinese jade carvings, a 2,000 year old Sinu and Tairona necklace, Pre-Columbian gold bracelets and fetishes, and more.
Do you believe the treasure it still buried or have any of the people who claim to have found it actually found it? I have never said it was buried. I said it was hidden. Many have claimed to have found it, but none could provide evidence. It is still hidden.
Of course, he (my editor) has no idea that no one — besides you, I guess — knows where the treasure is. It is not that easy. It is not easy, but it is not impossible.
Having said that, if you were me — an enterprising reporter interested in following a trail to your treasure — where would you suggest I go? I suggest you go to my poem in the book and read it a few times. All of the necessary clues are there.
Is this hidden spot near your home? I don’t know how close near is. To an ant a mud puddle can be an ocean.
Is it in New Mexico, even? Not talking about that.
Is it dangerous for a hiker to set out looking for the treasure alone? A hiker should never go into the mountains or the wilderness alone. It is not in a treacherous place.
Interested in knowing where the treasure chest is at? Why wait or try to figure it out on your own?
Some brilliant soul on eBay is selling the answer outright. You can buy it for under a hundred thousand bucks…
I can’t help but wonder why anyone would sell the resting place to a couple million dollars for a fraction of it’s value…Do you smell something?
P. T. Barnum-
We love the outdoors right? So here’s the problem. We’re screwing it up. There is a lot of evidence to prove this, and many articles have come out recently that reveal just how we are loving the outdoors to death.
Please read one or all of the following articles and then come back here and lets see if we can figure this out…
There are plenty more stories out there that sound a lot like these these…wild lands of all types, including parks, are more popular than ever and we appear to be destroying what we set out to maintain for future generations.
But here’s my question, What can we do about it?
Simple answer is to stay away. But that’s not going to work. We pay big money to maintain the wild lands and we want to use them. Another answer is to admit that the population of earth is simply too large and we need to stop making babies and get things back in check before we eat ourselves out of house and home, literally. I don’t know if that can work or not. I suspect it can’t in a free world where we all make individual decisions based on our own interests.
So if those two won’t work, are there other ideas. I really liked the idea that the parks should stop wasting money on marketing. That seems logical. Spend the marketing budget on education. But maybe education won’t work either.
So anybody out there have ideas about how to save the parks and other wild lands of this country…and still use them?
Recreation vs Conservation vs Preservation
This is the place for that discussion…