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Clue #1 You've joined the hunt for the regal runt
To prove searching does pay
Don't dig a hole or knock down a pole
And the golf course is out of play
Last year Jake took home the cake
With a clue a bit off level
This year we'll rinse off all our prints
Lest this hunt go to the devil
Clue #2 The point of all this is so that you won't miss
Your big chance to grab all the cash
Now gather your guys and a gal who is wise
You'll have to do something quite rash
Clue #3 We've scanned the county to hide our bounty
And keep you on your toes
It may sound risible, but our puck's invisible
Although it might just stick to your nose.
Clue #4 How fun is the snow how far will we go
You really ought to go see
Get up for the mission and not just the wishin'
Get into the game-it's all free
Clue #5 There once was a clue that drove you-know-who
To threaten a heinous act
We'd use it again but we're afraid of his pen
My friend, that's an unfortunate fact
Clue #6 All ye who look should honor the book
As one who stood for hope
Much was built in the name of the kilt
Look sharp now and never mope
Clue #7 If you should go look high then low
One could see it from a bower
If it's your bent you might seek a tent
To protect in case of shower
Take note of the wood and do what you should
To extract the prize for yourself
Build a bridge to your dreams as high as they seem
Leave nothing behind on the shelf
Clue #8 Look at the buck to acquire good luck
In finding the grail this year
Link a jar,a line, a star lawyer divine
While crying in your beer
He won, then lost and the nation was tossed
Into strife that was far from civil
The point I'm making is yours for the taking
Believe me - not the message board drivel
Clue #9 This name brings tears, elation and cheers
And occasionally even outrages
It sits on walls and rides the halls
And fills a dozen pages
The hills are alive and you'll have arrived
Refrain from the very injurious
Be bold and be brave but your skin you must save
What's off-limits should frankly be obvious
Clue #10 Look for the sight you hope is just right
You're doubtful and you're torn
Make the rounds for what rhymes with grounds
And part of a rose with a horn
Through flames and flow this park where you'll go
Is the site of sacred relics
Stay away from these and the cliffs if you please
Or you'll be in a heckuva fix
Clue #11 Air and river sounds lead all to Mounds
Far from the graves take your entourage
Twixt Burns and Thorn, an icy pathway is born
Across Mounds from a gray house and tan garage
Hell no fury hath as those on the wrong path
Mounds and Warner form a woodsy perimeter
The path not official contains footprints beneficial
Some 300 trudges in - quest for a quitter
This trail you must follow goes down a narrow hollow
Under a fallen tree to an old rusted drum
From here you must search for a hillside path perch
Wherein lies the center of fun
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I'm sure your wife won't care about any gloves if you happen to find the magical spot. :litesmile:
good luck buddy!
I wound up sunk in to over my boot and half way up my calf!! on my right leg and over my boot on my left leg!! it was funny to my brother but sucked for me as I couldn't move with out sinking MORE AND MORE!!!
and my brother wouldn't grab the lantern from me because he was laughing to hard!! I was pissed if I would have been hunting alone I would have been Screwed!!
I got two new caches in the "area" so I'll be using that "hide" in the future.
Oh yeah, fell twice. Once was on the same elbow. ouch
Try streetview. I think I posted the wrong house
Is this it? :smile:
:wink:
I'm just wonderin' since 2008 was MH, and 2007 was Posen and KC's.... :wink:
I think Posen musta had something to do with this years as he was missing most of the hunt...maybe MH was just a spotter and writing next year...
Good luck everyone! :eyeroll:
Edit after I saw other post.
At least I pitched in last year. I remeber the basket next to the cop badges.
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(Unless you are incognito, which would be soooooo cool of you!) :smile:
lurkus silentus perpetuous
Will we be blessed with your appearance at the rehash?
this didnt really feel like a hunt for some reason to me... it felt like it was missing something... not sure what it was...
me and Steve were talking about that, at Mounds, on the night of the 10th clue, trying to figure out what it was....
then the night of the 11th clue, everything seemed to right itself, somehow.... this was actually a pretty good hunt....and even though I came up empty handed again, somehow, I feel satisfied...
and thats even WITH the fact that my car broke down, when we tried to go home....
2 hunts within 4 years, in 2 of my main parks, in my hood..... ya cant beat that (unless ya find it, anyhow)....
driving through Mounds is gonna have a different meaning for me now, as I cruise through there quite often....
Sorry we missed the pitty party too....
like ive been saying, no access to the internet, lately has limited my knowledge of goings-on.... and nobody called to let me know...
I only found out, because I happened to drive past Obbs that night, and noticed a few cars, outside that looked familiar......
dunno... just didnt seem right at the time, for stopping in, for whatever reason.
REALLY I would have given you a jump but you saw it my vehicle seriously has no Battery! Yes I'm a girl but I know what a battery looks like and it just wasn't there! I still have to take Daddy out and see if he can't find it for me.
Damn dude! You know my car. You should have stopped in. We had a pretty good time. It would have been even better with you.
Calling a waitress "babe"? He's lucky he only got rolling eyes.
What an offensive pompous jackass.
I wonder if writing the Clues in the manner he did constitutes drinking on company time. We've wasted like seven, maybe less, years with his stupid Clues. God, I hope he's gone.
Commentary about the clue writing - nothing more. Just playing into all the crap he's taken about being the clue writer over the last several years.
If a joke, I thought in poor taste. :sillygrin: Poor taste? GET IT! :grin: :grin:
One of my final statements sums it up:
Just keep this in mind; posting obscure clues does not lead to a solution; it leads to a stampede. If this style of clue writing continues, there won't be any more lines waiting at the front door for ten days. The Public won't bother showing up until the last two or three days of the hunt.
Well my heart's in the Highlands gentle and fair
Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air
Bluebelles blazing, where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my heart's in the Highland,
I'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to go
Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this morning and I looked at the same old page
Same ol' rat race
Life in the same ol' cage.
I don't want nothing from anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone would come
And push back the clock for me
Well my heart's in the Highlands wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind, it whispers to the buckeyed trees in rhyme
Well my heart's in the Highland,
I can only get there one step at a time.
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound
Someone's always yelling turn it down
Feel like I'm drifting
Drifting from scene the scene
I'm wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean?
Insanity is smashing up against my soul
You can say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway
Maybe take it to the pawn shop
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan
Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low
Well my heart's in the Highlands
Only place left to go
I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Well, maybe I do but I'm just really not sure
Waitress comes over
Nobody in the place but me and her
It must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs
She says, "What'll it be?"
I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
She looks at me, Says "I'd bring you some
but we're out of 'm, you picked the wrong time to come"
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"
I say, "I would if I could, but,
I don't do sketches from memory."
"Well", she says, "I'm right here in front of you, or haven't you looked?"
I say," all right, I know, but I don't have my drawing book!"
She gives me a napkin, she says, "you can do it on that"
I say, "yes I could but,
I don't know where my pencil is at!"
She pulls one out from behind her ear
She says "all right now, go ahead, draw me, I'm standing right here"
I make a few lines, and I show it for her to see
Well she takes a napkin and throws it back
And says "that don't look a thing like me!"
I said, "Oh, kind miss, it most certainly does"
She says, "you must be jokin.'" I say, "I wish I was!"
Then she says, "you don't read women authors, do you?"
Least that's what I think I hear her say,
"Well", I say, "how would you know and what would it matter anyway?"
"Well", she says, "you just don't seem like you do!"
I said, "you're way wrong."
She says, "which ones have you read then?" I say, "I read Erica Jong!"
She goes away for a minute and I slide up out of my chair
I step outside back to the busy street, but nobody's going anywhere
Well my heart's in the Highlands, with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country, far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and a snap of the bow
My heart's in the Highlands
Can't see any other way to go
Every day is the same thing out the door
Feel further away then ever before
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
Well, I'm lost somewhere
I must have made a few bad turns
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes
They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes
All the young men with their young women looking so good
Well, I'd trade places with any of them
In a minute, if I could
I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog
Talking to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full length leather coat
Somebody just asked me
If I registered to vote
The sun is beginning to shine on me
But it's not like the sun that used to be
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes
Everything looks far away
Well, my heart's in the Highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There's a way to get there, and I'll figure it out somehow
But I'm already there in my mind
And that's good enough for now
Copyright © 1997 Special Rider Music
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Everyone but you then OK? :wink:
It was nice hanging out with you today. You're one fun lady I tell you.