Discuss the 2010 Medallion Hunt Here
13th Annual Rehash Bash and Other End of the Winter Carnival Festivities
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Newell Park Pavilion
900 N. Fairview Ave.
Saint Paul, MN 55104
11:30am-2:30pm
The 13th Annual Rehash Bash will be held on Sunday, January 31, 2010, at Newell Park, from 11:30am to 2:30pm. As always, its a potluck, and since we\'ve got the building, there will be plenty of power indoors for crock pots. Donations will be accepted to cover the $136 cost for renting the facility. MrMnMikey has some door prizes available. Since this isn\'t Super Bowl Sunday this year, if people want to stick around past the 2:30 closing time, we can start a fire in one of the fire rings.
In addition, many of us long-time Coolerheads are loyal servants of Vulcanus Rex. Join us for the Vulcan Victory Torchlight Parade, followed by the Vulcan Victory Dance. Information on the Parade Route is from the 2006 Vulcan Krewe. The best places for viewing the parade are going to be at the end of the parade route, as His Majesty, Vulcanus Rex LXXIII, the true King of the Winter Carnival, overthrows that other guy on the steps of the St. Paul Central Library, across from Rice Park
Conference Call Info for Clue 11:
There was no conference call scheduled for clue 10.
- Phone Number: 1-517-417-5000
- Pass code: 859597 (clue 12 may be different
- Everyone will be muted initially
- Lines open at 11pm
- lilslim will read the clue twice from start to finish
- After the clue has been read, she will unmute the call
- 60 ports are available for the teleconference
Line Placeholder Schedule
1/26/2010-
5-6 Redbear
6-7 Jake
7-8 Jerilyn
8-9 Kathy
9-10 Mikey
10-Clue Steph
1/27/2010-
12-1 Redbear
1-2 Andrea
2-3 Nimrod
3-4 jengerm
4-5 Barefootguy
5-6 Wicked Nick
6-7 Chris Digger
7-8 Art V
8-9 CM & Me2
9-Clue Sara
When January’s slanting snow,
Makes us dream of Mexico
St. Paul emerges from Wintery sleep
To search for treasure buried deep
Notice to every hunting battalion,
We have hidden the Pioneer Press Medallion
Where? You ask in husky shout,
That’s for us to know, and you to find out
Turn off the tube, leave your hovel
Grab your walking stick and shovel,
Whether you be giant or runt,
The only way is to join the hunt
For to the hunter belongs the spoil,
Hunt by day, or Midnight oil,
Hunt in boot and sturdy glove,
Hunt with pal, or old true love
For you who hunt each and every year,
We raise a lusty St. Paul cheer
“Good Luck”
And now, let us be blunt,
Get off thy duff, and hunt, hunt, hunt
Deed is Done http://tinyurl.com/CwMessage
Clue 1 http://tinyurl.com/Clue1Video
Clue 2 http://tinyurl.com/clue2videonew
Clue 3 http://tinyurl.com/clue3video
Clue 4 http://tinyurl.com/clue4video
Clue 5 http://tinyurl.com/clue5videonew
Clue 6 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F14Z7enoJmo
Clue 7 http://www.twincities.com/sharedvideo/?bcpid=58071989001&bctid=62974493001
All hail, O Fire King, of thee we sing
Thy blast of winter heat scorches
When ice was like concrete it would\'ve been so sweet
If the Vulcans plowed with their torches
Emerge from the den as we once again
Offer a bodacious bounty
And this tip to the frozen: bring thick lederhosen
To public land in Ramsey County
Clue #1 Video
Hear ye all crews, now come the clues
For this task I am the Czar
With each rhyming gift, this shape I will shift
Listen well to each avatar
Kissed by a Vulcan, she left him sulkin\'
\"Sir Soot, I\'ll not forgive these sins!\"
Her airs Elizabethan, her language, bleepin\' heathen,
Our mother once blessed us with twins.
Look high, look low, wherever you go
Follow a picturesque route
There are ways to travel away from the gravel
That keep you in hot pursuit
Code by Morse should set your course
To long dashes that dot the landscape.
You or your avatar should park your car
On your way to this great escape.
Take a westerly tack up from the stack,
A landmark most uncouth.
Figures grand in scale point to a trail
Of footprints left by our sleuth.
You\'ll want to go shopping where things are hopping
And storeowners once dropped anchor
Go down the main drag, but be sure not to lag,
You\'ll have plenty for which to thank her
Escape your troubles where the water bubbles
Or gurgles like a stream.
You may be chargin\' right up to the margin.
Look for a productive seam.
Down on the delta where there\'s no ice to melta
The purple horde raids a golden legion
Today before kick off the prize you\'ll pick off
If you search in just the right region
To find the seed, energy you need
In search for your clues to glean
What once was planted is taken for granted
Stored in one of fifteen
Not far from stones and ancient bones
Lay clues that are fit for Jim
Lure the egrets to yield all secrets
And you should satisfy him
Get your kicks by hitting the bricks
Admiring the trees and view
Be ever glad hopping pad to pad
Like amphibians in\'52
Stonehenge tumbled down near a crumbled town
Not far from the lights of the city
If you would hike away from the pike
You might stumble on something pretty
Upstream from the landing lay a place in good standing
Where people prayed, God willin\'
Now midst the cocklebur and rusted spur
Is nothing by murder and killin\'
This park is a sliver, from ancient beds to a river
In neither is the prize to be found
Look for the goods among timber and woods
Do not dig in the fossil ground
Go for a lark in Lilydale Park
Between Water Street and the river
The city boundary sign and the old rail line
Define the zone that will deliver
You\'re outside the pale if you\'re close to the rail
It\'s not to be found near the tracks
Be nice and cooperative, respect private property
On public land launch your attacks
Within this area lies medallion hysteria
A tangle near the river - not too close!
About four dozen paces from the waterline to places
Where you should tromp, dig and freeze your nose
Goodnight and SCDs!
I thought if anything the clue was referring to Klondike Kate or reference the Vulcan misconduct.
but then again....hahahaha
:wink:
:: leaves the jamaican blend for someone else to put on ::
throwbacks and all :wink:
lake vadnais is really 2 lakes, twins, and, directly south is twin lake
and they are in ramsey county, but not saint paul
don't ask me about the rest, could be local landmarks
I'm sitting snug at home
::putting on the jamaican blend and a yummy turtle pie::
leder - hosen!!
Oh Fire King... Could be MJ King of Pop with hair on fire from Pepsi commercial. Hence a fire King of thee we sing. Then this video of the guy looking somewhat of a bad MJ impersonator...
Things that make you go HUMMM
That's not the same info. Google Cherokee Park St paul and go to the anglefire site that's about the walking tour.
that clue goes well for you as does the reading of pre clue 1 with the love thing.
maybe this is you and Inks year!
but I think Mother is MaPress
 :pbpt:
I went to wikipedia to look up stuff about the vulcans in the article about the WC.
There's a small paragraph briefly explaning the treasure hunt and under the paragraph there is one sole line:
Jake Ingebrigtson Holds the record for the Fastest find.
any idea is welcome here...hind sight has taught us that no matter how twisted an idea is or how fun it was to get to that idea...it could be right.
Welcome to the Cooler.
Hannah Steinbrecher took on the name of Nina Clifford and opened a high-class brothel in St.Paul on the Washington Street Hill just below what was then the central police station. The site is now parking ramp for the Science Museum. The brothel ran from 1889 to 1929. Many important men of the time were her customers, and a tunnel was alleged to have been dug between the exclusive Minnesota Club on Rice Park and Nina Clifford's brothel. The Bucket of Blood Saloon was just down the hill from the brothel. The Ramsey County Morgue was later built next to the brothel site. Archeological excavations found artifacts of these businesses during construction of the Science Museum of Minnesota. Also in the Hill and Eagle Street areas were brothels run by Dotty Hazzard and Marie Dairfax. (Brueggemann, Gary. May notes)
Nina Clifford is as well known in Saint Paul today as when she lived, a century ago. ThatÂ’s not bad for a madam of a one of the largest brothels in town.
This is the second on what has become a series of pieces on the colorful history of Saint Paul. The word “colorful” is used to describe the bright lights of sin and sleaze faded by passage into history. That’s not to say that Saint Paul isn’t an upstanding and proper town, but we have always stressed the great virtue of honesty. I think it may be our Irish or French-Canadian heritage that leads us to easily say, “Father, forgive me, for I have sinned”. That may also be why my first piece on Pig’s Eye Parrant was so popular.
Nina Clifford (pronounced NINE-ah in Saint Paul, for reasons we do not know) is a woman shrouded in mystery. She was born after 1860 as Hannah Steinbrecher, possibly in Canada. She came to Saint Paul in the 1880s, and purchased two lots in the infamous Washington Street neighborhood in 1887. By 1900, the census listed 39 women living there.
Washington Street was a tough place. Located near the docks of the Upper Landing of the Mississippi, it was like just about any harbor anywhere. The most infamous landmark was the Bucket of Blood Saloon on Washington and Eagle, which apparently earned its cartoonish name. The rest of Washington was lined with brothels, completely uninhibited by the fact that their trade was illegal. It was assumed that the police took their, um, cut.
Nina’s brothel was as unique as the neighborhood she lived in. While Washington Street was near the docks, it was also sandwiched between the fine and proper downtown and the stately Irvine Park neighborhood. The jarring transition was made easier by the line of the bluff, which separated the brothels from downtown by about 30 vertical feet, and by having the more “respectable” brothel run by Nina on the edge.
Legend has it that the Minnesota Club (pictured), a fine gentlemanÂ’s club where the city fathers met to conduct business in a world apart, had a tunnel to NinaÂ’s. No evidence has ever been found to prove this, and it is a solid 200 feet. But legend is more powerful than truth, and frankly in Saint Paul we donÂ’t sweat those details. Certainly, NinaÂ’s had its share of sophisticated customers.
Larry Hodgson was a journalist, city staffer, and eventually Mayor of Saint Paul from 1918-22 and 1926-30. When Nina was long gone and her property torn down to build a new morgue in 1937, he wrote a sad eulogy under his pen name “Larry Ho” (some jokes just write themselves) that has been heavily edited to keep this blog PG:
“No longer do gay lights their welcome convey
Inviting the wayfarer in
To choose from the bevy, his favorite lay
To dally a while and sin.”
Nina Clifford died in 1929, and the city did do it’s best to hide her story. But it was not to be. In 1980, local playwright Lance Belville wrote a musical about Nina and her brothel, called “Nina! Madam to a Saintly City” for the Great North American History Theatre. The wildly popular play centered on the hypocrisy of a city that tried to be so proper while at the same time patronizing Nina. As one song went,
“Lunch in the morning with the girl next door,
Tea in the evening with my ten dollar whore.”
This marks the start of the big Nina Clifford revival. In 1997, an excavation of the site to make room for the Science Museum of Minnesota (background of picture) captivated the city as each artifact was brought out. NinaÂ’s coffee shop is also named after the famous madam as well.
Today, there is nothing left of the Washington Street neighborhood, and there is a parking garage over most of it. The Minnesota Club is now the headquarters of the Minnesota Wild NHL team, which might need a new old twist on “Wild”.
Sorry I know it's a lot to read but there's some cool info there...
Trip 8's Joe!
finding similar things in the video.
I'm out so I had to revert to what I found in the back of the cupboard... 5 year old coffee round packets from some hotel.
not bad as long as I used a creamer.
good idea of turning the V into the possible park name.
2 of anything in a park is a good call too.