Clue 1
Last year's rich bounty was found in the county
A new park for all to explore
This year's bauble will cause you no trouble
If the rules are kept in the fore
Clue 2
Some may well kvetch that the horizon's sketch
Has artifacts rather than trees
But if you follow the plan pure gold you will pan
And life will be but a breeze
Clue 3
Old Ma Press has moved from her nest
Cross the water from her former home
From the top of her perch you may want to search
For a playground that's fit to roam
Clue 4
The spot this year goes well with beer
And water in great profusion.
But when the crowd is a bit too loud
It offers quiet seclusion.
Clue 5
If young Huck Finn had a boy twin
He might have camped here awhile
Like him you're wishin' that good luck fishin'
You'll find treasure to keep you in style
Clue 6
Man against beast, or that tale at least
Is being told and with much spirit.
If hunting's just you and a man or two
Listen close so that you can hear it.
Clue 7
The wait is long and the siren song
Calls people summer to spring.
Ticket in hand, go find the land
Where the route takes to the wing.
Clue 8
Keep your attention rapt and you'll be apt
To find the medallion, it's clear
Just follow the map - don't take a nap!
To see that the X marks here
Clue 9
A place for dogs, lined by pollywogs,
Will bring you closer yet.
So if you veer very far from here;
You’ll end up with a nap that is wet.
The election goes on, our misery prolonged
Til payday for the winning party
Tall and delicate, will a broke delegate
Cast a ballot for greed or tea?
Clue 10
Don’t be careless and venture out hairless
In temperatures bound to freeze-bite
Fly straight as an arrow and down in your marrow
You’ll trust that the goods are in sight.
Work without thanks is sticking up banks
Even if the fuzz has your back
Idle at the lake, a short respite to take
It’s a good place to set a sack.
Clue 11
An ink-stained wretch, not apt to kvetch
Sited a plat along the wood.
Over a cigar, under northern star,
Now it’s lit up pretty good.
Be straight of stride, or float your ride,
N-no sputtering about.
Son if you’ve starred flipping card for a bard,
You’ll know you’re on the right route.
Last year's rich bounty was found in the county
A new park for all to explore
This year's bauble will cause you no trouble
If the rules are kept in the fore
Clue 2
Some may well kvetch that the horizon's sketch
Has artifacts rather than trees
But if you follow the plan pure gold you will pan
And life will be but a breeze
Clue 3
Old Ma Press has moved from her nest
Cross the water from her former home
From the top of her perch you may want to search
For a playground that's fit to roam
Clue 4
The spot this year goes well with beer
And water in great profusion.
But when the crowd is a bit too loud
It offers quiet seclusion.
Clue 5
If young Huck Finn had a boy twin
He might have camped here awhile
Like him you're wishin' that good luck fishin'
You'll find treasure to keep you in style
Clue 6
Man against beast, or that tale at least
Is being told and with much spirit.
If hunting's just you and a man or two
Listen close so that you can hear it.
Clue 7
The wait is long and the siren song
Calls people summer to spring.
Ticket in hand, go find the land
Where the route takes to the wing.
Clue 8
Keep your attention rapt and you'll be apt
To find the medallion, it's clear
Just follow the map - don't take a nap!
To see that the X marks here
Clue 9
A place for dogs, lined by pollywogs,
Will bring you closer yet.
So if you veer very far from here;
You’ll end up with a nap that is wet.
The election goes on, our misery prolonged
Til payday for the winning party
Tall and delicate, will a broke delegate
Cast a ballot for greed or tea?
Clue 10
Don’t be careless and venture out hairless
In temperatures bound to freeze-bite
Fly straight as an arrow and down in your marrow
You’ll trust that the goods are in sight.
Work without thanks is sticking up banks
Even if the fuzz has your back
Idle at the lake, a short respite to take
It’s a good place to set a sack.
Clue 11
An ink-stained wretch, not apt to kvetch
Sited a plat along the wood.
Over a cigar, under northern star,
Now it’s lit up pretty good.
Be straight of stride, or float your ride,
N-no sputtering about.
Son if you’ve starred flipping card for a bard,
You’ll know you’re on the right route.
In 1873 the City of Saint Paul acquired 300 acres (120 ha) of land around Como Lake that would become a public park. Today the 384-acre (155 ha) park includes:
2.3 miles (3.7 km) of paved trails
Athletic fields
Como Golf Course - 18 hole, 70 par
Como Lake 1.67 mile paved path around the lake
Fishing Pier
Lakeside Pavilion - includes Black Bear Crossings restaurant
Paddleboat rentals
Como Pool
Como Town amusement park
Picnic shelters
Putt'er There Mini Golf
Medallion
bruce vento trail white bear lake
song calls go the wait the route
the people takes find hand the to
is in land where wing spring.
 ticket and siren summer to the long
wing - spring
Usually shortly after the scrambled, the unscrambled version is released.
spring summer
wing spring
long song
land hand
something that is very appealing and makes you want to go somewhere or do something but that may have bad results
an alluring utterance or appeal; especially : one that is seductive or deceptive
The wait is long and the siren song
Calls people summer to spring.
Ticket in hand, go find the land
Where the route takes to the wing.
goodnight
summer to spring seems weird unless it is for rhyming purposes.
The beacons were used to keep air traffic on the correct route
wing = birds
Routes speak to me of airplanes.
A guiet seclusion from one of these clues / - serenity? Cerenity Care Center at Earl and Thorn.
What is the siren song?
The siren song is the seduction that the Wild may actually be good and have a chance at winning the Stanley cup.
I think it may be time to go to bed! :pbpt: