The Spark That Starts The Wildfire: Seeking Forrest Fenn’s Treasure

My solve for the infamous hidden treasure

Backburning on Falls fire; Kathy Peterson; July 1988; Ground fire;

“Life adventures are like thunderstorms. It gets dark, the wind blows, everyone runs for cover. A few people get wet . . . then it’s gone, until the next one. And the survivors are those with the biggest umbrella.” — Forrest Fenn

Fenn’s lock box holding the treasure

I’ve Done It Tired

Where the warm waters halt; Minerva Terrace; Mammoth Hot Springs Yellowstone

“The first clue in the poem is ‘Begin it where warm waters halt’. That’s the first clue. If you can’t figure that clue out, you don’t have anything.” — Forrest Fenn

Begin It Where Warm Waters Halt

Derren Brown: Secret; NYC Fall 2017

Why Is It I Must Go?

And Take It In the Canyon Down

Burned forest; Jim Peaco; 1988;

“The tree grows slowly, the Earth is patient” — Chinese proverb, as quoted by Forrest Fenn

No Place for the Meek

Lodgepole pine seedling adjacent to uprooted mature burned lodgepole; Jim Peaco; July 1998;

The Home of Brown

No place for the meek; Blacktail Deer Creek Trail, Yellowstone

“I took it out and put it at a very secret, and a very dear place . . . private . . . and I walked back to my car, smiling. Telling myself, yeah. I really felt good. I had done something that I had dreamed about for a very long time.” — Forrest Fenn

If You Are Brave and In the Wood

Heavy loads and waters high; Hidden Falls, Yellowstone

“If I was standing where the treasure chest is, I see trees, I see mountains, I see animals, I’ll smell wonderful smells of pine needles or pinon nuts, sage brush. And I know the treasure chest is wet.” — Forrest Fenn

The Blaze

The lava made blaze admist the left over blaze
In the cold; Hidden Falls, Yellowstone

“We shall not cease from our exploration; And at the end of all our exploring; Will be to arrive where we started; And know the place for the first time.” — Forrest Feen quoting T.S. Eliot

I Give You Title to the Gold

Lost and in love somewhere in Yellowstone
The memories of the blaze are fading in the woods

“Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther . . . and then one fine morning . . .” — F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby; a Fenn favorite

The Thrill of the Chase

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