Home of Brown…


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Home of Brown…Part Four


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Tale of Two Solves – Part Two



After the first solve failed I went back to the hotel room and started working on coordinates. I had a general area of where I wanted to go, but did it match up to the poem?  I worked on coordinates for about four IPA beers long and then stepped away.  Granted I drink very slowly, it took me about 5 hours.  I’m on to something now, but it can wait.  Let’s go back and base my Solve on absolutely nothing….like before.

Where would warm waters halt? Puddles in West Yellowstone? Big Sky, Montana?  Let’s put that together.

“Begin it where warm waters halt and take it in the canyon down”.  This to me was leaving West Yellowstone towards Big Sky, Montana in Gallatin Canyon.  By the way, I’m 100000% confident it’s in the Gallatin National Forrest during this time.  Of course, I’ve been wrong all along.

“Not far but too far to walk.  Put in below the home of Brown.”  This partially meant I needed to put in the water as soon as I left West Yellowstone and follow it north. I’d rather not say what I believe is the home of Brown.

“From there, it’s no place for the meek, the end is ever drawing nigh;”.  Well wouldn’t you know it?  Next up the road was this little gem –

It made me think of the gypsy story where they partied and played music until late into the night.

Since “nigh” means left, I should take a left here.  So I did.  The road is called Taylor Fork Road.  This made me remember Forrest talking about taking a fork in the road.  Hmm.

Next down the road I went over a creek and pulled off after it.

“There’ll be no paddle up your creek, just heavy loads and water high.”  There is a lake up there.  What if “no” means don’t go?  Let’s try that.

Up from the creek on the right is Lincoln Mountain!

“If you’ve been wise and found the blaze”.  Well, he said the best education he ever got was in five minutes with his dad.  One of which was about honesty.  Honest Abe.  Looking at the mountain, I’m wondering if this section is the blaze or it is around the area.  It’s terrible when you start making the blaze what you want it to be.  I believe you’ll know it when you see it.  Looking at the side facing south, it looks like lightening marks.  I’ll get to that in a moment.

“Look quickly down your quest to cease.”  Looking down from what I thought was the blaze, there was an odd dead tree towards the top in the middle of the lightening marks.  Picture coming.  Even if I had taken the creek around and then went south “been wise”, I would have ended up at the same location and looking down at the same tree.

“But tarry scant with marvel gaze, just take the chest and go in peace.”  This to me meant I needed to follow the horse trail along the mountain to get to the blaze.  By the way, he said it wasn’t in close proximity to a human trail. He never said it wasn’t in close proximity to a horse trail. This to me was the marvel (Thor/lightening) gaze that I needed to stay within while searching:

Did you see how the side of the mountain looks like lightening bolts above?  I know a lot of mountains have this feature, but here we are.  Along the horse trail I was able to walk to the tree (in the wood) and check it out

I immediately looked under it, inside of it, and around it.  There was a HUGE opening on the side of the wood, but no treasure. It could have held several 10×10 chests.

The best part to me was the view.  “If I were standing where the treasure chest is, I’d see trees, I’d see mountains, I’d see animals, and I know the chest is wet.”  I wondered how you’d plan to always see animals if you were where the chest was. Well, across the way is a ranch with horses.  Crazy.

With the Gallatin River below me, and yes it’s in the Flywater book, I was sure it’s the right mountain.  It’s within the elevation remark.

I’m just in the wrong spot and in the wrong wood.  I should go back up the creek to the water high.  We made it a little over a mile until it started to rain and lightening. We had to head back.  Plus, a grizzly was growling at us from the other side of the creek.  If you haven’t ever been in that scenario, let’s just hope you don’t have to be.  We left.  Yes, we looked in the trees between the river and the mountain, along the river, and in a few other places.

Oh, and when I got below the mountainside, I checked the coordinates of where I was and my stomach turned. Those numbers looked familiar to what I was working on yesterday! 44…111… and I don’t remember the others.  44 West Yellowstone section.  Pot holes of water?  111 no place for the meek? “DO NOT TOUCH!!” Is the physical solve an alternate to the coordinate solve? Yet they both lead you to the same location?  Lewis and Clark cipher?  Why does the identification card on the front of the book have a picture of him as a kid?  Why does the ID card have certain letters on the left highlighted section in a darker tape color? Why do these letters highlighted say N A CIPHER…? Yes I know it technically says “N A CIPHEM” but the “M” is cut off to make an “R”.  This is now part of my final solve I’m working on….only to give it away to someone else once I’m done.  Let me know if you’re interested in having it.

I can’t do this any longer.  I’m going to be a dad in two months and my time will now be spent working on her room and reading books on how to be a great father.  That excites me more than The Chase.

Even though Solve #2 was a little messy, especially being done within 24 hours, I really liked it.  It had more heart, came together better with the book, and had a better location IMO.  I know I executed it poorly and I didn’t allot enough time for it.  Darn storm!

Fenn is a new four letter between my wife and I. It’s kind of funny.

Good luck to you all and as Forrest said to me, “Be safe in the mountains. Take no risks. F”

Dustin in Arkansas-

Tale of Two Solves – Part One



I’m from Arkansas and I’ve been involved with The Chase for a month now. Here are a few tidbits, IMO, I now believe from my searches:

1. Always eat a good breakfast.
2. I failed to solve the poem.
3. Read the book over and over until you go mad.
4. When I punched in the coordinates of solve #2, most of the numbers matched up to the pages in the book referring to the specific parts in the poem. That was odd. It leads me to believe the location will be in Wyoming or Montana.
5. There are a zillion know-it-alls on the web that are rude and treasure-less. Shocker.
6. I hope Dal finds it.
7. I’m done with The Chase. I wrote, dated, and signed a note to my wife that I would stop this nonsense haha. Fin. If anyone would like to reach out to me, they can. Before you begin to think you know exactly where it is, I can bet it’s not the place. I believe you have to use the poem to solve the clues, then use those clues in such a way that they will uncover and lead you to the general area in which the chest is hidden. I don’t have the complete solve on this, but it’s pretty near complete. You WILL in fact need more than just TTOTC, the poem, and the map. I can go into great detail if anyone wants to reach out to me at: rizzero@gmail.com

Solve #1-

Let me begin with saying this solve was completely fabricated based on hunches and derailing from the book. Looking back, we had a terrific time even though it didn’t pan out.

“Begin it where warm waters halt.” This to me was Mammoth Hot Springs. In love with Yellowstone.

“And take it in the canyon down.” This was Gardiner Canyon.

“Not far but too far to walk.” 10ish miles.

“Put in below the home of Brown”. We put in between Gardiner and Jardine where Joe Brown had his mining operation.

“From there it’s no place for the meek.” In the book it talks about how the Comanches would raid the barn and stir up a commotion with the chickens. Next to Gardiner was Turkey Pen Creek (yes we searched that too).

“The end is ever drawing nigh.” That meant that it was coming up on our left. Bear Creek.

“There’ll be no paddle up your creek, just heavy loads and water high.” This was Castle Lake, the mining scars, the boulders, and the mining tailings all connected to Bear Creek.

“If you’ve been wise and found the blaze, look quickly down your quest to cease.
But tarry scant with marvel gaze just take the chest and go in peace.” We walked up the Bear Creek trail until we came to the only clearing you will find on the trail.

Across the clearing was a white mark on the hillside. When the sun is out of the east it really ignites. The tarry scant and marvel gaze part was for us to slowly go down like Spiderman. It’s wasn’t bad at all. An 80 year old man could have done it.

At the bottom of the hill was a hollowed out log and I was pretty pumped about it. I whipped out the flashlight and…negative. We continued to the creek, searched in it, around it, and even walked down it below the blaze. No bueno.

All-in-all I have to say that this was a bust. Do not waste your time on this one. We checked everywhere thoroughly. We even went below the creek where it meets Yellowstone River. Maybe it’s up at Castle Lake? If that’s true, then that should be the ONLY place you waste your time. Get a horse, and after you’ve wasted your time read the book again.

Dustin in Arkansas-

Up Near Hebgen Lake…

by Brandon


Let me start with the fact that I have never been to Yellowstone.  Although I live in Colorado, which is beautiful and has numerous lakes, rivers and amazing scenery, I was blown away at the majestic mountains and landscape that Yellowstone and the surrounding areas have to offer.  We arrived in Island Park, ID on Monday.  We had a cabin that was 30 minutes to the west entrance and I couldn’t wait to get started.  I had a couple of locations that I wanted to search and they both followed the same first few clues, from there is where I was split on what to do next.  I am not gonna pull all the exact quotes and exactly which videos I got my information from cause I don’t have the time, but I’m sure all the bloggers can check for me, so for now, I’ll stick to paraphrasing.

Begin it where warm waters halt.  Forrest what does warm mean to you?  Forrest replies “Comfortable”  What waters is Forrest most comfortable in? Fly water of course.  Which fly water, the fly waters of Yellowstone.  The Firehole, Gibbon and Madison rivers are designated flywaters only.  And where do they halt? The Yellowstone boundary line at Bakers Hole on the Madison, which all flow in one direction out of the park.  Speaking of Bakers Hole, IMO Forrest’s comments about making a cake or whatever and leaving out a few ingredients, would you achieve your goal?  Wouldn’t that be just like Forrest to be hinting about Bakers Hole?

And take it in the canyon down.  To me this meant the canyon that actually did come down.  The Madison River Canyon.  The earthquake in 1959 brought part of that canyon down, forming quake lake.

Not far, but too far to walk.  From Bakers Hole to the put in below the home of Brown is too far to walk and this simply means to drive there.

Put in below the home of Brown.  This is where I have two theory’s as to the put in, but my home of Brown is Hebgen Lake.

Forrest makes the comment that your destination is small but its location is huge.  Well in TTOTC Forrest describes Hebgen lake as huge.  My 1st theory for the put in is the boat ramp at quake lake is actually the old highway that is now submerged under quake lake.  My 2nd theory is just below Hebgen dam,

which is the 1st place you are allowed to put in with a raft, although you cannot fish from your boat in this section, just put in. Forrest says in one interview that he did not want to discuss when he found his special place because it would give too much away.  I always believed he said that because if he said 1962 or sometime similar it would let you know the earthquake of 1959 which reshaped some of the land there, had something to do with the solve.  Why not just say he found it when he was a kid or teenager?

theory 2
From there its no place for the meek.

below the dam are all kinds of warning signs.  One theory I never got to execute is this clue meaning to cross the street.  If you google the definition of meek, one of the synonyms for meek is biddable.  No place for biddies.  That whole chapter is about those biddies saying he couldn’t cross the street and he thought he could cross the street whenever he wanted too.  What do you think?

The end is ever drawing nigh.  As you put in below hebgen dam and head upstream, you are on the left and its not far in distance to walk up.

There’ll be no paddle up your creek.  Below the dam is definitely something you cannot paddle up.

Just heavy loads and water high.  Sure sounds like a dam to me.  Forrest said warm waters halt is not a dam.  He did not say Heavy loads and water high isn’t.  Which I also thought went perfectly with why your below the home of Brown.

If you’ve been wise and found the blaze

This was my blaze.  Its something permanent that would not be feasible to remove.

Well I looked quickly down and around and all over the place but did not find the treasure.  Although I did find many great memories with my family.

Back to theory 1,

Once I was standing at the boat ramp, which is the old highway and got to:
From there its no place for the meek,
the end is ever drawing nigh;
there’ll be no paddle up your creek,
just heavy loads and water high.

I thought this was referring to Beaver Creek, which enters the Madison right at the beginning of Quake Lake.  Hence the semicolon connecting the two.  In one of the videos, I think its the logging video, Forrest talks about pulling a lodgepole pine behind a 10 horsepower motor and says, “now that was a heavy load.”  So in this theory my heavy loads and water high was all the trees in the Madison and Quake lake where it forms.

Well I hiked all around that area and up Beaver creek, but didn’t find anything.  Again we had a great time and will definitely visit the area again.  But for now, back to square one.

I hope someone will maybe continue with something I missed.  Once you are physically there you realize how this thing could be anywhere.  Its a huge area.  Please feel free to leave your comments.  I wanted to attach the pictures as my story went along but am not much of a computer guy.  I tried subscribing to your site and just got too confused on how to post this there, so I thought I would email it to you.  Thank you Forrest, Dal and everyone else who contributes to this blog.


Lake Creek Valley….



I’m from Connecticut, and have been looking for the treasure for four years. I’ve just come home from my third trip to Montana, and I’d decided this was going to be my last trip. I gave the hunt my best shot, and now I can “retire” in peace. I’m grateful that I had an excuse to head out to the Rockies, which are unlike anything in Connecticut or Long Island where I grew up.

Although I never found the treasure, it is my hope that someone does. To that end, I’d like to share my “solve” with the community in hopes that it might help others. Dal, would you mind posting this on your blog? Thank you!

“Begin it where the warm waters halt…”
In chapter 5 of Too Far to Walk (“River Bathing is Best”), Forrest describes bathing in the heated waters of the Firehole River. The Firehole empties into the colder Madison River around Madison Junction, and the Madison continues to be cold.

“And take it in the canyon down…”
The Madison River flows down through a big canyon west of Madison Junction. So, head on down the Madison River.

“Not far, but too far to walk…”
Going back to chapter 5, Forrest mentions riding a bike 20 miles to get from West Yellowstone to his bathing spot on the Firehole. That distance would take about six hours to walk, so follow the Madison River to West Yellowstone, MT.

“Put in below the home of Brown.”
Forrest is an avid fly fisherman. The Madison has brown trout. I’ve read in a book on fly fishing in Yellowstone Park that the trout migrate in and out of Hebgen Lake. So, continue on down the Madison River downstream of Hebgen Lake.

“From there it’s no place for the meek…”
If you drive east along MT 287 past Earthquake Lake, you’ll see a sign referring to the “Night of Terror” – the night that the earthquake that formed the lake. So, continue down the Madison past Earthquake Lake.

“The end is ever drawing nigh…”
In the “Looking for Lewis and Clark” chapter of Thrill of the Chase, Forrest describes how Osborne Russell and his companions were attacked by Blackfeet to the west of Hebgen Lake. I spent a few weeks pouring over Journal of a Trapper and I figured out that the battle occurred near the mouth of the West Fork of the Madison, near where West Fork Madison campsite is now. You can see the area as you drive up Forrest Service Road 209. A flat area by the river where the trapping party camped, beneath tall walls of the canyon, from which 80 Blackfeet shot down at them in the surprise attack. So, move on up the West Fork of the Madison.

“There’ll be no paddle up your creek…”
Lake Creek empties into the West Fork of the Madison not far upstream from the battle site. Except for a small portion – Smith Lake – it is not navigable. The creek runs up a beautiful little valley. So, go up the valley.

“Just heavy loads…”
This was a tough clue, as the only mention of the word “load” or anything that suggest heavy loads in Forrest’s treasure-related writings is with Cody the Buffalo in the “Buffalo Cowboys” chapter of Thrill of the Chase. I believe that incident took place near Denny Creek Road south of Hebgen Lake, but that’s far from Lake Creek. However, if you take the trail up Lake Creak Valley (trail number 732), you’ll encounter a field of boulders halfway up the valley. These boulders are big – roughly the size of buffaloes. I haven’t seen boulders like that anywhere else in my trips out to Montana and Yellowstone, so I’m calling them significant.

“… and water high.”
As you go to the end of Lake Creek Valley, the land becomes rolling hills, ending up with a ridge that separates the valley from Wade Lake.

“If you’re wise and found the blaze, look quickly down…”
As you approach Wade Lake from Lake Creek Valley, all of a sudden the blue waters of Wade Lake comes into view. It’s a spectacular sight. So I interpreted this as the blaze and to head on down the ridge towards Wade Lake, but I couldn’t find a suitable spot to hide the chest. The vegetation around there is insane and somewhat impassable.

If I were to head out there again, I would look for the headwaters of Lake Creek as another possibility for “water high.” Maybe there’s a little waterfall? The creek comes down from a forested area up the valley slope.

If anyone is interested in searching this area, here are three important bits of advice to consider…

  1. The easiest way to get there is from the trailhead on Forrest Service Road 209.  From there, its a two-mile hike up gentle terrain.  Walking along the shores of Wade Lake is hard and not recommended.
  2. This valley has a lot of bear activity.  I was told by locals at The Buffalo Bar in West Yellowstone that that valley has a lot of grizzlies.  I saw no less than a dozen bear poops in the rolling hills towards the top of the valley.  Plan your trip accordingly.
  3. I met an older gentleman on Forrest Service Road 209 who told me that not many people know of this valley.  Try to keep it pristine.

I’ve attached a photo of Lake Creek Valley.  I still can’t believe I was there!

So thank you Forrest for starting the chase, and thank you Dal for maintaining your website.  And please forward my best wishes and luck to those still on the chase!



Forrest’s Cattle……

by Diggin Gypsy

The Ole Coot said the book wrote itself and I know why. Flying so much, you look down over the landscape and your imagination goes into play. Everyone enjoy this and realize why all you need is a great imagination to solve the chase.

One Horse Land and Cattle Company is what he saw on Horse Butte and Edwards Peninsula:

(1) the race horse, (2) the moose, (3) elephant , (4) the buffalo and (5 )the cow  Bessie.

We all know Forrest has a elephant statue in his back yard by his pond, but why ???? And when did he put it there? And all those animals are CATTLE !!

Then we have the ole biddy and the teacher who was 40  ‍⚖️

We have the (6) Minerva bird we have an (7) arrowhead, (8) alligator, (9) Tex the cowboy  , (10) the Mad Hatter in Alice in Wonderland and the queen is on his leg and (11) the running man.


Take note, the plane on page 99 is a map of Edwards Peninsula. See TEX on the wing  see the outline of the foot!!!!    Have fun with this.  I believe these are all things to just say, “Hey all you people looking in New Mexico it’s in Montana !!!!!!!”

The landscape named his book the The Thrill of the Chase,  aka race horse  , who’s gonna be the winner.

There’s also an owl in there and a butterfly  .  Have the kids find those.

The chase was meant to be simple like this for families. Don’t show the kids the images. Let them find them. I let my grandson and he saw all of them.

Have fun and get  back to searching.

Digging Gypsy-

Home of Brown…Part Three


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On one of last year’s searches I brought along a small tribe of my family to help search.

My right hand little man was my grandson Dylan.

I thought I had found the “blaze of all blazes” on a previous trip which cast a great shadow over the Madison River and we all came to the blaze to check it out.

This was my “blaze” and this is it’s story.

On an earlier winter trip near here I was walking and fell on a 3 foot snow drift. As I lay there struggling to get out I looked over and I was like “Dang that rock has a face and looks  to be wearing a long smock.”    The Virgin Mary?

Later on, after I was home I kept thinking of that lady rock and it reminded me of something I saw in the book on page 99, the walking man carrying what looks like the Virgin Mary. If you flip the picture on it’s side, the man is an eagle.

So you have a man/eagle and Virgin Mary.  That mountain rock I saw looked exactly like that. Many items in the book started clicking for me with lady or Virgin Mary. The ole coot drew the L on all the little ladies shirts.  Miss Ford is a virgin who he talks about way too much 😜.

Skippy in the graduation smock. Peggy in her wedding gown.  The picture of the girl with a vail.  The crescent moon and dove, both symbols of the Virgin Mary. Forrest holding an ax (Jesus was a carpenter).

I know what some of you will say: “The ole coot ain’t religious.” Awww, but he is spiritual. I took these pictures in his garage and there it was Our Lady of Guadalupe hanging with all his favorite things.

He has several old religious relics. Some of them are on his scrapbooks. Some have to do with the Virgin Mary.  Indulgence, hmmmm something he is offering as a redemption for all his sins so he can sit at the great banquet table with all his friends.

So where better to put that sacrifice than at the feet of the “Virgin Mary Rock”? 💰
if you zoom in on the rock you will see Mary gazing down… “gaze and marvel”, two words that are used a lot referring to Our Lady of Guadalupe or the Virgin Mary, ohhh or Miss Ford.

In the map with the frog there is a ghost woman in the middle of it.  I figure that it has to mean Ghost Village on the Madison, which is right where the “Virgin Mary Rock” hovers with an eagle at her side. Which is right next to the high mountain that reminds me of church steeples.

Also on the gold coin in that photo is Jesus. He has a thorn crown on his head.

and there is a ghost woman with big eyes and her mouth open.

He seems to write often about women who know how to stand on their own two feet and who are inventive.  Heck, he just loves women.

Mary was the ultimate woman.   A lot of his scrapbooks are about women.

He mentions Sacajawea. She was referred to by others as Mary. Queen Elizabeth I of England was known as the Virgin Queen.

A lot of clasping of the hands in the book too.  His little sister and him a few times. He who teaches a child labors in Gods workshop. Joseph taught jesus to be a carpenter and there is a picture of a carpenter at Peggy’s feet. Beavers are carpenters. So he must have been alluding to Beaver Creek hahahe.

He likes to sit in a graveyard ghost village.

Forrest says there are three dimensional figures on the chest. I believe they could represent his three favorite women. He wrote “no saint could match her faith”, but actually the Virgin Mary did match her faith 😜. The Candy Ann team saved his life same as Mary did for mankind by obeying God and doing just.

So there is my solve. There are many more references to ladies and the Virgin Mary, I could go on and on.

As my family explored the area we crossed the river and left no stone or log unturned. Following the Madison we soon realized the water is so swift in there that we didn’t think he could possibly carry forty pounds across. It’s just to dangerous…not just for Forrest but also for anyone trying to follow in his footsteps. Clearly, my solve was a bust.

Before we left the Madison, Alvin came to tell us bye. He thought we were all quite the show.

Just as we are leaving the dam area we see a moose being born…what are the odds on that?

That was an incredibly memorable moment for Dylan. We’ve made many trips to this area and have always come back home without the cheat, but we never leave Montana depressed.  Every moment being in the mountains is better than any amount of money.

Now back with my nose to the grinding stone.

Diggin Gypsy-


Digging Gypsy’s Overcooked Imagination…

by Diggin Gypsy



Many times I have thrown on my old worn boots and trudged across the states from Georgia to Montana. Unfortunately scenery was getting a little worn as well. This particular trip I started with a spring in my step.  It began when I left the wildfires of California heading off to face the familiar muddy prints the Grizz left for me in Montana.  Just so you know, I have stared at that muted tan book for 4 years studying all the hidden hints tucked away like the toy in the cracker jacks box.

WE HAVE A GOOD MAP! Remember, hidden treasures have treasure maps and that ole coot (ff) made sure his treasure does too! All the remaining Goonies out there picked up on this real quick as well.

Up in the Appalachians all we had was our imagination and if you didn’t have that and your car broke down, well you walked out of those woods. Being one of eight kids and knowing how to use our IMAGiNATION, it was better than having any toy from the Sears Catalog.


This trip  was with my sister Melani, she is number 7 in the line up at home and I am number 6. I bring her because she is lucky 7, she finds everything out there BUT the treasure. She says she brings me to pick up sticks ( i still don’t understand what she means by that).

On the Flight into Bozeman,  A nun had sat down next to Melani on the plane, I bet she felt lucky but she claims I jinxed her because I was always talking about Virgin Mary in my solve.


Flying in on another plane I was graced by a group of Asians wearing surgical mask, kinda stirred my nerves a bit and all the sudden I  wasn’t  feeling so lucky myself.


Our first few nights we stayed at the 320 Ranch then moved on to the Rainbow Lodge. We really liked  the 320 Ranch due to its history and also playing a part in a solve.
The Wilson’s sold it to Luke Brown., he had three other partners for the purchase. They named the ranch “320 Ranch” for the amount of acres it encompassed. His partners could not come up with there part of the money. So Luke Brown sold his portion to Dr. Mcgill. Meanwhile Mrs. Wilson worked at the Post Office in the little community of Eldridge while there was logging going on at Taylor Fork. When Dr. Caroline Mcgill bought the 320 Ranch, that little community of Eldridge started dying out due to the decline in logging. Dr. Mcgill felt sorry for Mrs.Wilson for not having her Post Office open anymore so she moved the post office from that dying community of Eldridge to the 320 Ranch where Mrs Wilson continued to run it until she died.


Rainbow Ranch on the Gallatin River

Rainbow Ranch on the Gallatin River

After settling in we began going over our ideas and how they match the rest of the clues,  we again find ourselves at pulpit rock. It went with everything (in our minds). Thinking that ole coot (ff) referring to his hat as a crown, Peggy being compared to a saint, he once referred to himself as a king, then him standing  on a stool in his kitchen singing out loud as if he were on a stage. The picture were Peggy was standing in front of a pillar candle stick , this made me feel she was his pillar, his strength through all the bad times. This was a great solve we thought too because he said his church was in the mountains. I could go on and on but no need, everything fit.

Pulpit Rock

Pulpit Rock

She searched high and i searched low...It was a perfect spot!

She searched high and i searched low…It was a perfect spot!

Needless to say it wasn't there . For the record, on our way out there we did see the most amazing BLAZE.

Needless to say it wasn’t there . For the record, on our way out there we did see the most amazing BLAZE.

A remarkable woman simply keeping watch over the Gallatin River. All i could think of is how many rock formations were awarded names and wondered why she was forgotten?  She was beautiful! Wearing a rather large hat and keeping her nose poised just right. She requests your respect, please keep your distance, while she keeps in tight focus on what lays across the way. I would imagine all the things she came to see down through the many years perched there elegantly, owning that little mountain.

I named her Diggin Gypsy. She certainly was a treasure.


The blazes we found in our searches became  quite comical at times. See this dinosaur egg ? That was truly something to gawk at, looked like it tried to hatch.


We moseyed on over to cabin creek although we had looked there before.
Boldly walking back in there, this time not knowing that just the day before a man got attacked by a grizzly up in those woods. Melani said that there was bear scat around and I tried to make her think it was horses , although she knew better because there were no horse trailers or people around.

Cabin Creek

Cabin Creek

We don’t need no stinking guns! Or bear spray for that matter! We did have good music though, very important. Forrest wrote us an email a day late telling us to be safe there were reports of bears. Well glad I had lucky 7 with me because we never saw that grizz.

image6 Well its now time for me and my sisters to lay down our diggers for winter  and prepare for  the adventures that lay ahead of us .

image7-2 Until next year 🙂
Happy trails y’all !!


Digging Gypsy-