Too Far To Walk…

A place to discuss Forrest’s book, Too Far To Walk.


No Place For The Meek…


What kind of place are we looking for with ” place for the meek.”


Tarry Scant…


March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life’s path. 

Khalil Gibran


So I thought I’d try and look at one of the phrases Forrest wrote in his poem which seems to be a source of confusion for some searchers…”tarry scant”.
This is found in the fourth stanza of the six stanza poem.
If you’ve been wise and found the blaze,
Look quickly down, your quest to cease,
tarry scant with marvel gaze,
Just take the chest and go in peace.

The entire stanza appears to be a set of directions based upon the searcher having found the blaze…

“Tarry” could be either a noun, adjective or verb, depending on it’s use in the sentence.
As an adjective, tarry is spelled the same but pronounced differently and has a completely different meaning. We’ll explore that meaning a little further on. I believe Forrest is using the word as either a noun or a verb and it wouldn’t matter much which it is because the meaning of the line would not change.

To me, in non-poetic English, the stanza reads one of two ways:

Once you’ve found the blaze,
Look directly down and you’ll see what you’ve been searching for,
Don’t be tempted to linger there and stare at the marvelous chest,
Just take it and go with my blessings.


Once you’ve found the blaze,
Look directly down and you’ll see what you’ve been searching for,
Don’t be tempted to linger there and stare at the marvelous view,
Just take it and go with my blessings.

In either case the basic message is the same:
Don’t be mesmerized by what you see. Just grab the chest and go.

So for me, “tarry scant” simply means to “move on quickly”.

But to others it has meant different things. This is particularly true when Tarry is used as an adjective. In this case it is pronounced differently and comes from the root, “tar”…that thick, black sticky stuff. If you google “tarry” you will find a number of interesting and occasionally disgusting uses for the word. “Tarry”, is a physicians term for blood in your stool. As in. “You have a tarry stool.” In this case “tarry” comes from the root “tar” and means “black colored”, as a stool might be if it had dark blood in it. Which, of course brings to mind “tarry scat”…looking a great deal like “tarry scant”…But enough of the word’s use as an adjective.

For me, the words “tarry scant” were not unusual principally because of my parent’s influence…or more precisely, my mother’s. I was born of parents only a very few years younger than Forrest’s. My mother, being my main influence through childhood, was a native midwesterner and had a vocabulary of words that included “tarry” and “scant”. She would often tell me things like “don’t tarry after school today”, or “you can stay there til four o’clock but don’t tarry on your way home. I never had to look that word up. I knew what it meant and I knew I better go home directly after school or I’d be punished. My mother was not a great collaborator. Her parents were German and Pennsylvania Dutch and mediation was a word probably not in her vocabulary.

Scant was also a word she used often enough and that I felt immediately comfortable with when I read it in Forrest’s poem. My mother would say things to me like, “There will be scant dessert for you  young man until you eat all those beets.” There was little room for negotiation in a warning like that. Scant meant small…as in “next to none”. With dessert it meant exactly “none”.

A few years later I would learn about “scanties”. They being the scandalous, brief underwear a brave catholic schoolgirl would occasionally “show off” to a small admiring society of altar boys after Sister Mary Linus’s 7th grade class.

But I tarry…

“Move on quickly”, it’s just my interpretation..or taking after my mother I might say..”the only correct interpretation” 🙂

Would anyone care to comment with a counter-argument?


No Place For The Meek…Part One


Posted in APRIL 2016


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What kind of place are we looking for with ” place for the meek.”


Goodbye Harry…


March 1st, 2014

by Chipper Smith-

Harry Mayo passed away yesterday…pancreatic cancer. God damn it! Years of being a hypochondriac finally paid off for you Harry.


Harry Mayo

A passion for fly fishing brought Harry to West Yellowstone from Connecticut in the 70s. I could say that Harry was a best friend of mine for many years but realize many people could say exactly the same. That is the kind of person Harry was, a friend to many.

Harry had a great smile, a great sense of humor and great respect for wildlife, conservation, and people…pretty much in that order.

I spent many years bow hunting and fishing with Harry. Hobbies were a science and obsession with Harry. He taught me the intricacies of stalking trophy fish in clear shallow waters. Harry would explain how these guys were so smart and had to be stalked with care and that you could not cause the slightest vibration or cast a shadow on any part of the water. The cast had to be absolutely perfect so the line and fly lit ever so softly.

My passion for hunting waned and I was never able to land that fly quite soft enough. For no particular reason we spent less and less time together. Harry married his sweet wife Joanne and eventually moved to Arizona. We lost contact.

I didn’t hear from Harry for months and months then out of the blue He calls about 7 months ago. He was anxious to tell me a story of hidden treasure he had stumbled across while surfing the Internet. A gentleman from Santa Fe named Forrest Fenn had buried a chest worth millions and Harry knew just where it was.

Harry was excited to know that I had been searching for the treasure a few years ahead of him. I have suffered a few injuries that I credit Harry for – minor cuts, abrasions and a severely sprained wrist. Harry’s hunches seemed to always lead me to the very roughest terrain. I also saw some amazing country.

When a friend called and told me of Harry’s death this morning I realized that Harry helped me find Forrest Fenn’s treasure. The treasure was a renewed connection with an old friend. How grateful I am to have talked and emailed with Harry these last 7 months. Thank you Forrest and thank you Harry Mayo. Rest in peace and God bless Joanne.


New Paperback Edition of TFTW…



January 7, 2014

Elmyr de Hory, in an effort to save all searchers some money has released a new, paperback edition of Forrest’s beautiful manuscript Too Far To Walk. Many searchers have not been able to find the $60 or so that the hard cover edition of his book requires. “This is unfortunate”, says Mr. de Hory, “since the book is filled with mostly, in-focus pictures and scads of words.”

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Dal recently reviewed the new paper back version and had this to say-
“The new paperback version has a character and color palette all it’s own.”
“I find that the blue lines in the paper help me not to skip sentences while I am reading.”
“Many new clues to the treasure can be found in this edition…but what do I know?”
“At just $2.95 the book is quite reasonably priced.”


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Mr. de Hory will be taking orders for his new book as soon as his shipment of notebooks and paste arrives from…



Bob Haworth Sings the Clues…



BHaworth02You might know Bob Haworth from his stint with the Brothers Four or the Kingston Trio. I remember him as Bo Mooney while I was producing a television series in Seattle. We had him on more than once…great musician, fun performer and solid good guy. Later he had his own creative agency and now lives in Eastern Washington with his wife Meri.

Bob is a long time friend of Forrest’s and he put together this song for Forrest and performed it at the “To Far Too Walk” book signing in Santa Fe.

You can find out more about Bob, his history and his music by clicking here.


Even better…you can listen to his TFTW tune right here. Just click on the link below.
Listen close for hidden clues to you know what!!

Thanks Bob!!!

Too Far To Walk

The Importance of Enjoying Forrest…


Posted in november 2013

Elbert_Hubbard_-_Project_Gutenberg_eText_12933Elbert Hubbard (no relation to L. Ron Hubbard) was a self-taught businessman who created an art form, developed a philosophy for happiness and promoted a lifestyle that seems to be, once again, rearing it’s lovely head. His utilitarian furnishings contributed immensely to the Craftsman Era of this country’s unpretentious history. His Roycroft stamped furnishings and books are highly sought after still. His philosophy was a sobering argument against the mass production of cheap articles that filled the households of a rapidly growing, industrial society.

To make a broad point, his handmade, sturdy furnishings were the Ikea of his time. His time was directly after the Victorian era in this country. One of Elbert’s most oft quoted verses is “get your happiness out of your work, else you will not know happiness.” He was not a man who thought that men must toil so others can be rich. Rather, he believed we can all take great pride in what we singularly create or jointly develop and we must seek out employment which pleases us. This was not the “made in America” bumpersticker philosophy that became popular in the 1970’s. This was the real deal. He promoted belief in one’s self, embracing a set of values rooted in simple natural harmony and a joyful outlook based on positive observations. His was not a “live well by the sweat of your brow” philosophy. Instead, he saw life as a joyful and creative opportunity. For every problem there were ordinary men with extraordinary solutions. It is not known if he understood that he was one of them.

Forrest reminds me a great deal of what I believe Elbert must have been like.


Here are some other ruminations from Elbert:

“Never explain-Your friends will not need it and your enemies will not believe you.”

“People who can do their own thinking should not allow others to do it for them.”

“The man who craves disciples and wants followers is always more or less of a charlatan.”

“Invention in language should no more be discouraged than invention in mechanics”

“Those who are wise give their culture away and thus do they retain it.”

“The man who is anybody and who does anything is bound to be criticized, vilified and misunderstood.”

“Conduct, culture and character are graces that go through life hand in hand, never separate or alone.”

“Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.”



Misinterpreting Forrest…


Posted in november 2013

Recently someone placed a few Fenn treasure hunt related items up for sale on eBay. The listing includes Forrest’s two latest books, The Thrill of the Chase and Too Far to Walk and along with these items he offers the solution to the poem. As evidence that his solution is correct he offers two email messages he received from Forrest and conversation between Forrest and his partner. Clearly this fellow believes his solution is correct because he is not making much off the books. So the motivation to sell must be something else. For whatever reason this person cannot go and get it himself.

We have seen this kind of behavior before. People who have naively or otherwise misinterpreted Forrest’s email as evidence that their solution, or location of the treasure, is correct. Here is what he writes on the listing to prop up his belief that the solution is, in fact, correct:

I have solved Fenns poem. It took two years to accomplish but I have done it. I am selling the two books; The Thrill of the Chase & Too Far to Walk with my solution to the poem. You will also receive multiple maps of the area and what I believe to be the exact spot and all my notes and drawings.

 I cannot go out to retrieve it due to a medical condition. I ask only for 10% of the chests value upon finding it with using my information you purchased. By buying this information from me you are agreeing to pay me 10% of the chests value.

I had sent Mr. Fenn an email stating a brief vague description of how to read the poem. The very next day at the book signing in Taos, NM he said someone was very close. A few days later my partner had emailed him and said he was going to retrieve the chest and said that Fenn was talking to me through email and the solution. Fenns reply was “bring the chest to me and I will help you on what to do with it and congratulations.”. I later told him I couldn’t go and was going to put it all to rest. Fenn replied with stating I had the most confidence out of all the 24, 000 people who had emailed him. These emails are in the pictures here provided. 

There is only one correct way to read this poem. And that is the only way to find a specific starting point. 


The eBay posting is located HERE.

But it is not likely to be up long so I have copied the elements below so you can see them for yourself after the eBay listing has been removed…or sold…

First-the listing- (click on the image to see it larger)

Forrest Fenns Poem Solution | eBay


Next-the two notes from probably don’t need these any larger.




As I suspect you have noticed. There is no confirmation of the accuracy of Bowhunterman’s solution in either of these notes that he upholds as physical evidence that his solution is likely correct…none at all.

The fact that Bowhunterman believes that there is any confirmation in these notes can only be attributed to self-delusion.

Forrest never tells a searcher if their solution is correct or incorrect nor does he tell them if their spot is close or far. He has said over and over… If he has clues or hints to give out he will give them publicly. Otherwise some searchers would have an advantage over others. If you feel you have the poem solved and all you want is confirmation there is no reason to write Forrest about it. He will not verify or deny your solution. Instead you will probably get a note much like Bowhunterman’s…if you get anything at all.

So lets look at the two notes-

The first note has two sentences. Forrest says nothing about Bowhunterman’s solution. Instead, like a good coach, Forrest applauds the fellows confidence…not his performance…not his solution…but his confidence. This is a tried and true method that coaches in sports and managers in business employ to generate motivation. It congratulates a person for personal qualities they have, rather than humiliates them for what they have not attained. It gives people the message that they are appreciated and others have faith in them even if their performance needs work. Clearly, in the first sentence, Forrest is warning Bowhunterman that his confidence is so strong that perhaps Bowhunterman had not considered the possibility of being wrong. In the second sentence Forrest is making two statements. First, confidence is good. Second,  that proof of finding the treasure will be to bring the bracelet by. The bracelet is the proof. Not the solution.

In the second note there are simply three sentences. Again, nothing is said about the solution. Only Bowhunterman’s confidence.  Forrest reminds him of the confidence he once had and how strong it was and tells him that it is odd to give up when confidence is that strong. In other words, Forrest is telling Bowhunterman not to quit. Quitters never win.

We have seen the kind of reaction that Bowhunterman has had to Forrest’s note several times before. People with unshakeable confidence in their solution who cannot understand what Forrest is telling them…or not telling them. People who believe their solution is correct in spite of the fact that the treasure is not where they went. In spite of the fact that their solution leads them to a structure. In spite of the fact that their solution leads them to Kansas, Idaho, Utah, Nevada or Canada.

Be cautious of over-confidence.

An Ideal Map…

Posted in october 2013

Not everyone can afford the book…but that doesn’t mean you have to be left out of the map…

November TrueWest Magazine

November TrueWest Magazine

There is a full page, full color rendition of the map in the november TrueWest Magazine along with some other very nice photos including the BIGGEST pic of the treasure chest I’ve seen. There is a great story on Forrest, his treasure and a couple of the searchers by Johnny D. Boggs, an award winning writer of fascinating historical fiction novels, including:



Camp Ford
Rio Chama

The editor of TrueWest, Bob Boze Bell, (does everyone associated with this magazine have a name that sounds like they should be a Hobbit?) visited Forrest and wrote a short piece in his blog about visiting with Forrest and his post is here.

Even if the magazine is off the shelves you can order a copy for $6 here. I ordered one on Monday and it was on my doorstep Wednesday.