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.
A place for dogs, lined by pollywogs,
Will bring you closer yet.
So if you veer very far from here;
YouÂ’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?
I have no idea what CW's talking about now...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nYb42fv8pMU
unscrambled pp clue is map.
I guess I was thinking about a wet map where the X would wash off.
:pbpt: :lipsealed: :goofy: :ooh: :smile: :sillygrin: :eek:
I was just thinking as I was doing it that map would have been funnier - and I just typed it by mistake.
Nap:
noun
1.
the short fuzzy ends of fibers on the surface of cloth, drawn up in napping.
2. any downy coating, as on plants.
I use the word nap like on a paint rollers. They have 1/2 nap etc.
Goodnight and SCDs!
Interesting New Years Eve article about the upcoming elections. It says that our local elections will be the most expensive in the country. Maybe there is something here...hmm.
The money is pouring in on both sides.
When I copied and pasted clue 9 first time it said map.
I just checked it again and it says NAP.
Here is a link to the pic of chuck finn while at that spot.
http://photodaves.com/peanuts/charlie/cbalbum04/page27.htm
HOpe this helps. That spot is directly across from the Comcast building as well. I'm thinking somewhere along the Landing area, and maybe not buried.
Bing Crosby:I'll tell you why I can't find you Every time I go out to your place you've gone fishin'
Louis Armstrong: How do you know
Bing Crosby: Well there's a sign upon your door
Louis Armstrong: Uh-huh
Bing Crosby: Gone fishin'
Louis Armstrong:I'm real gone man
Bing Crosby:You ain't workin' anymore
Louis Armstrong: Could be
Bing Crosby:There's your hoe out in the sun Where you left a row half done You claim that hoein' ain't no fun
Louis Armstrong: Well I can prove it
 Bing Crosby:You ain't got no ambition Gone fishin'... by a shady wady pool
Louis Armstrong: Shangrila, really la
 Bing Crosby:I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool
Louis Armstrong:Should I twist your arm?
Bing Crosby:I'd say no more work for mine
Louis Armstrong:Welcome to the club
Bing Crosby:On my door I'd hang a sign Gone fishin'... instead of just a-wishin'
 :smile:
What are the chances the med will be found before it's buried under 6-8 inches of snow?
And with people changing their minds about parks with the latest clue?
Still stuck on BVNS until convinced otherwise. :pbpt:
Polaris 440 snowmobile joe
4-4-2 joe
What if Huck Finn's boy twin is Twain (anagrams to a twin). Not that it matters, but maybe it's not the statue at CHS field.
What if hunting's just you and a man or two is Just us? That could lead us back to Harriet Island.
Usually words like playground, water, picnic, and the like are objects found in the park.
It's also useful to think of things that don't show up in the clues.
Of course this clue writer seems to have truly gotten to us this year. We might need therapy after this is over.
From clue 3 I do think it needs to be a park seen from Ma Press building.
I know, I kinda feel like giving up at this point! But I'm sick with a cold, so maybe I'm just tired!
We were out through 2 parks and out of the car wondering around in two others.
We likely won't get back out until Wednesday if its not found before that. I have a full day of work tomorrow so it would be dark by the time we'd be out.