A Forrest quote:
“I wish I had another treasure to hide in the Appalachians.”
From Jenny Kile’s Mysterious Writings blog…HERE
Jenny wants to make Forrest’s quip become a reality by hiding several specially minted gold plated medallions in the Appalachian Mountains for folks who live over on the far side of the known universe, to find and keep.
There will be clues of course. Probably less difficult to comprehend than the clues in Forrest’s poem ( just sayin ). But before the medallions are hidden and the clues published we need a medallion.
So, use your winter imagination to come up with a design for these keepsake medallions. That’s the first step. Creating a medallion…which has two sides by the way…but this contest is only for the design of one side.
In the next few weeks we will ask for design submissions for the medallion…one side only…Right now you can think and plan and scheme…and send your design to either Jenny or dal.
The winning design will be selected by Jenny and me and a third (yet unnamed) person. Forrest will approve the design. Jenny will have 10 or so of them minted and take care of the hiding…
I am not certain who will come up with the clues…I hope I get to play with a few of those…
We might hide a couple in some other mountain range between the two oceans as well…but more about the hidey places and clues later…
Right now it’s time to consider what one side of these coins should look like…
So please put on your designer hats and start thinking about a good design for an Appalachian themed, Forrest Fenn inspired, treasure hunt medallion.
To get you in the spirit…
Are you familiar with James Still…the Appalachian writer?
I first became acquainted with him around high school. I read his novel, River of Earth, about a struggling family, barely subsisting between farming and coal mining in eastern Kentucky in the 1930’s. I don’t know why I bumped into that book. I doubt that it was assigned and I rarely read for pleasure at that point in my life, libraries were a place to be sent when you were being punished for something…but I devoured the folks in that novel…perhaps because of the perplexing differences between their hardscrabble rural existence and my own sanitized urban humdrum. His writing is filled with a sort of Americanistic soul that folks rarely hand out today.
Here is a stanza from one of James Still’s poems called “Spring on Troublesome Creek”
Not all of us were warm, not all of us.
We are winter-lean, our faces are sharp with cold
And there is the smell of wood smoke in our clothes;
Not all of us were warm, though we have hugged the fire
Through the long chilled nights.
So…think “medallion design”…one side only…and there will be more about this add on hunt, in the next month…
Click HERE to look at the medallion designs submitted so far.