Of course you have a spot…

I (the team) has a new “spot”.  It’s unbelievably good.  Google Earth has me PUMPED.  Has a Brown, a canyon, water high, yada yada.  There’s even a legitimate blaze that was found viewing random google image pics.

 

You dont need to be married to a spot.  Youre just dating, really.  You warm up to it from afar… get a little closer to see if it smells pretty.   You compare it to other spots, maybe.  Some characteristics you can really grow attached to, some, maybe you wouldnt mind changing.   

 

You get into some intimacy for a while.  Until you get there.  It just isnt right.  You can feel it.  So you go home, maybe try to work things out.  You think “It’s me, I didn’t do my due diligence”.  Then you think, “it’s NOT me.”  I did NOTHING wrong. It’s just not THERE.”  Let somebody else find that spot. I’m over it.”

 

I’m not gonna say I’m in love with our spot (the team is cool with sharing, we’re very progressive.)  BUT, I am in LIKE with it deeply.  I’ve lost sleep over it.  Drawn it’s outline on my notebook (no little hearts…that would be creepy).   But it IS gorgeous.  It all falls in place.  We dont have to force anything, I don’t wanna jump the gun and say “soulmate” but…

 

Alas, as progressive as the group is…PDA is something we try to avoid.   It’s too…what’s the word?…..showy.

 

I can’t wait to meet her…..it.

 

 

In black and white…

OK.  SO now I can say we’re in print.  The team.  Names and everything.  

 

http://www.thedailybeast.com/newsweek/2012/08/19/forrest-fenn-wants-you-to-find-his-treasure-and-his-bones.html

 

While the article is accurate I’m of course disappointed with how i was quoted.  My quote, was prefaced by a lengthy explanation.  Has Forrest nudged up close to the law?  The FBI seems to think so.   But if you come at it a different direction (which I prefer to) relics are just things, and if we decide that they are part of history..isn’t it vital to have  that history on display, and not “In the dark”?

 

Like any story, there are inaccuracies… minor details, but the story itself is a decent (if ever so slightly blurred) polaroid of a guy I, and possibly my group, have come to somewhat revere.  Not because he made piles of money and wears owns a cowboy hat.  But because he OWNS that cowboy hat.  His terms, always.  he’s respectful, arrogant, brilliant and generous all at the same time.

 

Go do something.  Seriously.  Go do something.  Want some of my notes?  Fine.  Get out there.  Grab a couple people and go look.  It’s out there. And dont let the lead paragraph fool you.  

 

It’s over a million.