Story Contest Winner Announced…

All the votes are in. Goofy and I counted them up twice each and arrived at the same conclusion. The clear winner is Laura. Her winning story is copied below.

Congratulations Laura..!!!

Laura will get Forrest’s handmade necklace and, if she can make it to SF she will get a sip  from Jackie O’s brandy bottle…

Thanks to all who submitted and voted..

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The Winning Story
by Laura

My first search was in West Yellowstone !!! We got to the spot that I had study over and over for a year!!! So you as a fellow treasure seeker knew no rock was going to be unturned !!! We searched the area looking for the blaze for some 3 hours !!! I was becoming extremely discourage, I kicked a huge boulder, to my surprise it was of heavy plastic and it was hollow it echoed when I kicked it!!!! OMG!! My heart skipped a beat , I found the treasure!!! When I pushed the dirt away here are about 8 tent steaks holding this huge boulder , my husband at this points wants nothing to do with tampering with anything on federal land. Mind you we are in the middle of a heavy bushed tree forest. No path for this girl, about a good 4 miles from the road. My husband is yelling @ me get away from that, you are going to get in serious trouble. No way was I letting this go, I had to walk back to the car , I couldn’t pull any of the steaks out of the ground , tearing up our trunk I find a tire iron, racing back to the boulder full steam, mind u I’m 50 something with an extra 50 pounds on my butt. This was no easy chore for sure, I was pink in the face, sweating and shaking , I just knew I found it, the steaks where about 24 inches, I pulled and tugged, with my husband yelling in the back round, first steak pops out , I get on the ground it won’t left far enough for me to see under, crap, I work on another, no easy task , second one pops out, I take the tire iron , forcing to see under , now I know why you need a flashlight I can’t see anything , omg! Heart racing. Hands shaking , I knew I had it, who else would put a huge plastic boulder in Yellow Stone but Mr Fenn, the third pops out, back on the ground, I see it a square box inthe middle , fourth pops out , my friends the first light hits under the boulder it is a box silver in color with iron looking snakes coming out of it, it’s an electric box running some of the cameras in the trees of Yellowstone , Yes , Uncle Sam is watching us..

I completely freak out I just tampered with federal equipment . Running back to the car, dirty, sweating, huffing and a puffing, my husband races off . We get about 20 miles down the road, and here comes sirens behind us. I am completely freaking out, crying, and , my husband is

furious with me. The trooper was very nice checked our ID’s and asked, what where you doing of course I said “LOOKING FOR FORREST FENN’S TREASURE” he just chuckled, we figured that what you where doing, we all had a good laugh watching you struggle . We just figured we keep watching and laughing, needless to say I didn’t find IT.

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The Prize…

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Rare things power necklace

I strung this necklace during a violent thunderstorm, which empowered its supernatural authority. It will be awarded to the special person who wins Dal’s searcher story contest.

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I have to do all the work and Dal gets all the fun.

Here is a description of each item on the necklace, starting on one side and going all the way around to the other. You can decide where to start. WARNING: This necklace should be worn with confidence. It contains one unidentified talisman that cannot be seen in this photo. It has singular powers untold.

  •  Tiger eye stone bead. Helps you stare down your enemies.
  •  Ancient hand-drilled agate bead from Turkey. Puts a hex on evil in-laws.
  •  An old malachite bead. Helps bring color to your smile.
  •  A jasper arrowhead from Texas, ca 1200 AD. Insinuates food on your table.
  •  Two branch coral beads. It anneals your boyfriend’s temperament without him knowing.
  •  Three ancient paternoster beads flanking a mystery bead. I don’t know what it is, but whatever it is, it sure is a good one.
  •  An old coin button. Asks for nothing – gives everything.
  •  Venetian millefiori bead, ca 1850. Promotes inner harmony.
  •  22 caliber bullet casing found in the desert.
  •  Early Mexican German silver bead. Helps one see a path to wisdom and wealth.
  •  Ancient amber bead. Promotes romance and adds strength to your argument.
  •  Six rattlesnake vertebras. Keeps your mother-in-law at least 6 feet away.
  •  Ancient, green, 12 sided Dutch bead. Keeps your friends envious.
  •  Barb from a bobwire fence. Keeps those whom you dislike from hugging you.
  •  Mexican double-fluted silver bead. Helps wish away financial problems.
  •  600 year old Afghan carnelian bead. Promotes long life.
  •  Steel watch gear, ca 1920. Helps keep you punctual and makes your enemies late.
  •  Prehistoric hand drilled stone bead, 2,000 BC. Gives you one wish when you really need one. Just ask it three times and close your eyes. (caution – don’t tarry when your chance to use it is nigh)
  •  Glass teeth beads. Helps you keep from laughing when your boyfriend says something stupid.
  •  Milagro. Has power untold. (Google it)
  •  Ancient French glass bead. Helps you read the wine list without embarrassing yourself.
  •  Venetian lasting bead. Keeps its powers secret until you need them the most.
  •  The light blue spacer beads are for all reasons. They provide knowlege about certain mysteries that lurk in the mountains and along the arroyo bottoms. It helps stop people from telling you no. But beware, this fetish treasure has no power when not worn.

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And as a really special treat to the contest winner, I’ll throw in a supplemental award. Whoever wins the contest, if they will come to SF, I’ll offer them a sip from Jackie Kennedy’s Korbel brandy bottle, the one she left in our wine cellar when she departed our guest house on June 2, 1984. I consider that to be a  special treat because there are only a few sips remaining. You can read the bottle’s bio in my book TFTW.

To go back to the contest page click HERE.

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Tell Me a Story…

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This is a storytelling contest.  Anyone may enter. Please only one entry per person.

 

PRELUDE:
It’s been a long summer weekend. We have met-up to share our common interest in Forrest’s treasure hunt and to meet with those whose screen names have become familiar to us.  We have all been searching hard for the past three days in our secret spots. Although no one has found the treasure yet, we have all made new friends. We have spent the last two nights talking and telling stories around a campfire until midnight.

It’s 9pm now and dinner has been put away. We are gathered around our last campfire together. The evening is cool at 6,500 feet in the mountains north of Santa Fe. Some scoot closer to the glowing coals, others have hot chocolate, sweaters and blankets while the twosomes snuggle for a gentle warmth. Ten of us. Searchers all. It is our last evening together.

Although we all have different ideas about where to look for the chest during the day, at evening we gather to share stories about blazes and meek and Brown. We pass around our souvenirs from the hunt. Someone has an elk antler. An arrowhead found by the river has sharp edges that are translucent when held up to the fire.  An envious find.

The air is still. The smoke from our fire ascends straight up into the pine scented, star filled sky, lit by the waxing gibbous moon. A young, long-eared owl somewhere in the trees across the lake vocalizes hoping to attract a consort. Crickets fill the void from every direction. A lone loon echoes off the flat, clear water. A symphony with owl, cricket and loon.

Story time begins. The fire cracks and pops. Faces are lit by warm fluttering flames. Ten people, ten stories, rich and sweet and funny.

Now it is your turn. You want to entertain us with a story about the funny thing that happened to you on your search for Forrest’s treasure.

Make us laugh…

 

TOPIC FOR YOUR STORY:
Funniest thing that happened on my search for Forrest’s treasure chest.

RULES:
Up to 500 words. Less is fine.
Words only. No pictures or sounds or links.
Contest closes on August 10th, noon, Santa Fe time.

HOW TO ENTER:
Submit your story as a comment at the bottom of this page.

JUDGING:
We will select a winner because all contests have winners. I am hoping that we can all vote for our favorite story. But I am not sure how to do that yet. I will arrange something before the contest closes and post it here.

PRIZE:
Forrest has generously offered to provide the prize. Click HERE to see it.

FINAL THOUGHT:
Other rules or ideas may occur. They will be posted as needed. Let the contest begin…

 

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