Scrapbook Seventy Two…


MAY 2014

Once in a while I get an email that I have to read several times. I am constantly amazed at the strength and resilience of women who come nose-to-nose with tough choices. I think Ann is one woman who doesn’t need an Equal Rights Amendment. What do you think about this exchange? f


Hi Forrest,
    It’s been a while since I bugged you with something.  I was wondering if you could send my sister Ann an email.  Cutting to the chase, she has been diagnosed with breast cancer. She and her doctors are confident that everything will be okay. However, a mastectomy and reconstructive surgery are in order.  One of the first things she said to me after her diagnosis was that she won’t be able to search for your treasure this summer.  She’s afraid that she will be in no shape to do any serious hiking and is bummed out about the whole situation.  A short, “Hang in there” type note would lift her spirits and make her very happy if you have a minute to send one.
Thanks, Chris


From: Forrest
To: Ann
Chris gave me your address and said you were going out of the chase for a few weeks. Bummer. You may not know that I had cancer, lost a kidney, and was given a 20 percent chance to live. That was 26 years ago and medicines are so much better today. I should have waited.
Hope you can get out in the trees again soon and look for the treasure. You are young and beautiful and have a lot going for you. Please keep me in the loop on your progress. Maybe we can meet sometime and jabber about hidden treasures. Let me know if there is something I can do for you because I’m in your corner. f


From: Ann
To: Forrest
Mr. Fenn, 
Oh My Goodness!!  Thank you SO much for your kind words of encouragement!!   I feel honored you emailed me!   I think you and my brother, Chris, would be best friends if you lived near each other.     From reading your books, I can tell he is a lot like you.  

I got the book Thrill of the Chase for his son Daniel’s birthday last year….. and I told Daniel  “if anyone can figure this out it will be your Dad…..  and if you two go treasure hunting, you have to take me along.”   Well Daniel didn’t come with us but Chris, my husband Tom and I went and we had a  BLAST!   It was a little disappointing when the treasure wasn’t where it was supposed to be, &#9786 , but we had a great time and I have to say, Chris and I are closer and talk more than we used to.     

I am very disappointed this breast cancer junk is getting in my way of treasure hunting this summer.  Maybe I will be able to go along, out West, but a am not very confident that I will be back to “my healthy self” enough to be able participate in “the hiking” part this summer.   We will just have to see.  

I did find an arrowhead on May 2nd, my biggest and best one yet.  I attached a picture.  It measures 5 and 1/4 inches long.  I found it down in the creek behind our house.  We had 2 big “Gully Washers” in the week prior, so I knew the creek would be “turned over” from all that rain.

Thanks again for the email, it made me smile and giggle.

 One of your Treasure Hunting fans,   Ann






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Scrapbook Seventy One…


MAY 2014

Fifty percent of the people were put on this planet so that we could enjoy the other fifty percent. This family personifies the latter group in its positive best. It is for them, and others like them, that I wrote my books, and hid the treasure.ff


Dear Mr. Fenn,

My name is Margaret and I am writing to thank you. Because of you and your poem my sons and I have been spending more time together in the wild.

I grew up in a family of 7 and we barely had enough money to make ends meet. But my father always took us out camping, hiking and exploring. I love that he instilled a love of the outdoors in his children. Over the years, I made it outside less and less.

About a year and half ago I stumbled across your poem and my son asked what I was reading, so I read it to him. He was intrigued. We talked about it a bit and although we didn’t have the resources to search for the treasure, he has since taken to treasure hunting everywhere.



I would love to introduce you to my oldest son, Charles. He turned 5 on May 15th. For his birthday party I gave him the choice of a party at Chuck E Cheese like all his friends or a camping trip with family.

He picked the latter with no hesitation! He spent hours in the woods looking for treasures with his cousins! He actually carried 2 bags around. One for special things he found and another to pick up trash left by others.

Earlier this spring we took a trip to a local hot spring here in Utah.
Shortly after we began to research other springs close by that we might be able to visit someday. I was reading some excerpts from online to him and we came across a blog where the author said something about coming to a gate across the road that was locked so he had to turn around. And that it turned out to be (search area removed by editor) in Colorado.

Charles turned to me and laughed, he said ‘where warm waters halt.’ I could not believe he remembered that since it had been quite a while since we discussed your poem. We started researching the area a bit and are falling in love with the area around there. Charles wants to visit the Anasazi Heritage Center down by the reservoir and see all the ruins of the old pueblos. I don’t know when we will be able to make it there, but we will keep reading and planning while we explore the wilderness here in our backyard.

This boy amazes me. The way his mind works at such a young age seems so unique to me. Although, through all my reading, I have yet to find anyone who interprets the clue that way. I can’t help but be intrigued by the thoughts of a child.  And I truly wanted to let you know how grateful I am for you. Because we found your poem, I was reminded about all the adventures of my youth and have been able to begin to expose my boys to the same.  I’m pretty sure that we will never come close to finding your treasure, but how amazing it is to be able to share the excitement of the chase with my son.
If we ever do make it to the area he thinks it may be we will follow his path and look. Even if someone has found it elsewhere before then. Maybe by that time my other son Arlo, who is one and a half, will be old enough to share the thrill with us.


Next step is to get a copy of your books to read together. We are saving up and hope to have them soon!

Thank you for taking the time to read this. And thank you again for the wonderful gift you have given my family and countless others! You are a special person and the world needs more like you!


“There is no such thing as poor weather when it comes to being outdoors.”
Only poor preparation.”