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Post by ophion1031 on Aug 6, 2018 22:13:19 GMT -8
This poem is a clue:
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 it’s no place for the meek, The end is ever drawing nigh; There’ll be no paddle up your creek, Just heavy loads and water high.
If you’ve 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, I’ve done it tired, and now I’m 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.
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Post by blue on Oct 24, 2018 1:56:59 GMT -8
I don't think this is real man. I got some close friends that tried and tried and spent a lot of time looking and never found anything.
an episode of Longmire was based on this hoax
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Post by ophion1031 on Apr 14, 2020 2:09:17 GMT -8
I think it is real. It's just that nobody has figured it out yet.
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Post by zodius on Apr 14, 2020 20:35:38 GMT -8
I think it is real. It's just that nobody has figured it out yet. My thoughts exactly
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Post by grasshopper on Sept 15, 2020 10:27:06 GMT -8
Remember John Bobbitt? The dude that had his dong chopped off by his wife Well he apparently has been spending a lot of time over the years searching for this treasure
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Post by ophion1031 on May 22, 2021 20:34:43 GMT -8
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