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Forrest Fenn, a real-life Indiana Jones, has spent his life as a treasure hunter and has gathered a noteworthy collection of jewels and artifacts. He reportedly buried his treasure in the mountains of New Mexico for fellow treasure hunters to find, but only if they can decipher the location which is described in his poem below. Happy hunting!
Where the Treasure Lies
By Forrest Fenn
As I have gone alone in there
And with my treasures bold,
I can keep my secret where,
And hint of riches new and old.
Begin it where warm waters halt
And take it in the canyon down,
Not far, but too far to walk,
Put in below the home of Brown.
From there its no place for the meek,
The end is ever drawing nigh;
Therell be no paddle up your creek,
Just heavy loads and water high.
If youve 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.
So why is it that I must go
And leave my trove for all to seek?
The answers I already know,
Ive done it tired, and now Im weak.
So hear me all and listen good,
Your effort will be worth the cold.
If you are brave and in the wood
I give you title to the gold.
Where the Treasure Lies
By Forrest Fenn
As I have gone alone in there
And with my treasures bold,
I can keep my secret where,
And hint of riches new and old.
Begin it where warm waters halt
And take it in the canyon down,
Not far, but too far to walk,
Put in below the home of Brown.
From there its no place for the meek,
The end is ever drawing nigh;
Therell be no paddle up your creek,
Just heavy loads and water high.
If youve 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.
So why is it that I must go
And leave my trove for all to seek?
The answers I already know,
Ive done it tired, and now Im weak.
So hear me all and listen good,
Your effort will be worth the cold.
If you are brave and in the wood
I give you title to the gold.