Recently, I got another media related email. This time, it was from a young freelance journalist based in San Francisco, working on a story for Jyllands-Posten, Denmark’s largest National Newspaper. The story is based on the Forrest Fenn Treasure, the Thrill of the Chase and Searchers. I was requested to be interviewed and followed on one of my searches by a journalist named Sole, who is a Danish Viking type, vibrant and easy going guy.
Still recovering from a back injury, (horse related, not searching for the treasure) I’ve been gently returning to my searches with the support of a back brace. I decided to take Sole to an area that up until now, I have not felt entirely complete with.
We met on a chilly early Sunday morning at Gutiz; my favorite breakfast restaurant in Taos. Over his poached eggs, potatoes, bacon and Chai, Sole asked me many questions and it was obvious that he had done plenty of homework on TTOTC. Promptly after a substantial hearty Treasure Hunter Breakfast, we all jumped in to Billy’s truck and headed for a fun day of searching for Forrest Fenn’s Treasure.
It was one of those classic perfect Autumn days, with intense blue skies, crisp air and brilliant colors enhancing the enchanting magic of New Mexico. Our first stop was Stagecoach Warm Springs on the Rio Grande River (WWWH) then we lingered long marveling at the dramatic view on top of the Taos Gorge Bridge, then got back in the truck and took it in the Canyon Down.
We drove arpox 7 miles till we came to the Taos Junction Bridge then put in below HOB, spending some time at the confluence of the Rio Grande and the Rio Pueblo. Much time was spent discussing why this area works so well with the clues. This is a place that has intrigued me for some time and I’ve visited over and over, scouring every possibility. Many of the subtle “hints” in TTOTC book align with this area really well. We’ve got the Slide Trail, which I connect with the several mentions of “slide” in Forrest’s stories.
There are also many huge boulders in the Rio Pueblo, matching the clue; “heavy loads and water high”. I have been there many times when the melted snows and rains have this river gushing. There are several little creeks that run in to the Rio. I searched intently over the past two years, often returning to just be sure.
There are other subtle ‘hints’ in the book I match here to, such as; “windows”. Forrest mentions many times in both books about a small window. Along the ridge on the west side of the Rio, there are many tumbled rocks that in some places make a window where a piece of perfect blue sky shines through.
And the “Blaze” thing! Well, there are several options for the Blaze in this area. My favorite one is one of the “window”. There is this perfect window, kind of in the shape of a piece of toast, where only a few days in a year, being the perfect season, the sun shines thru! The Blaze Thing! Yes! It is so Indiana Jones(a), sacred and perfect! The beam of sunlight casts a Ray of light that beams to the ground. I have looked in that area on the ground, bringing it down by the river as well.
There are literally hundreds of tiny caves where one can cuddle up in and hide inside. Some of them too small, yet, perfect for a wild creature. This is where I like to use my metal detector. Rather than poke my face or arm inside to look and reach around for the treasure, only to be greeted by a wild animal, I prefer the metal detector to do the job for me. I have a Garrett metal detector, that not only detects gold, it detects other metals such as bronze. The chest is Bronze, so I set my detector to dial in to the Bronze Chest.
Back to the Blaze…. all along the area between the trail and the Rio, I looked. Challenging as it was to cross the slippery rocks in the rushing water, I even looked a couple of times on the west side of the Rio, only to discover that the west side of the Rio is Pueblo Indian Reservation Land and I don’t believe Forrest would hide the treasure on Indian Reservation Land.
This time searching, I choose to go to the East side of the trail up the mountain to look. The area where the blaze would touch the ground. The rocks are piled high and are sharp and loose. Its difficult to know which ones to trust your weight with and I have slipped many times in that area. Gloves are a must to keep from cutting your hands. I found a couple of great overhangs and little caves and searched in their crevices. Still, nothing. Nothing, Nothing, Nothing.
There is another area, on the other side of the ridge that overlooks the Rio Grande that I have often wondered about. So after leaving the Slide Trail area for the last time, we ventured over to a whole different territory which we were greeted by large droppings of Wild Cat Scat. Billy photographed it, and matched it to Cougar in the internet. Looks like my Totem Animal crossed paths with me again.
We explored ancient faded petroglyphs and other potential Blazes, climbing over giant rocks and boulders. The sun beat hard as thirst drained our water supply in the dry desert plains. We found a delicious waterfall where I got to enjoy the refreshing coolness of water splashing on my face that revived my wilted state of being. After all our rock climbing and searching, our hearty breakfasts had worn off, craving protein and nutrition, we quickly devoured our yummy power food snacks.
It was fun day sharing a search with our new foreign friend from Denmark. I could see he was getting a taste of the Thrill of the Chase, and charged with the excitement of potentially finding the treasure with us, and feeling it was very near.We shared many stories of Taos and Northern New Mexico history and traditions. Sole appeared to be very inspired by our Land of Enchantment and perhaps one day he shall return, as there is so much more to explore and as of today, the Treasure still remains to be discovered!