2025 River Falls Days Medallion Hunt

Where flowers bloom and people cheer,
The city's heart beats louds and clear.
Begin your hunt where joys are shared,
Near music, booths, and fun prepared.

Look to the river that carves the land,
A ribbon of blue and green so grand.
Follow its path, but not too fast -
The beauty lies in what has passed.

Where gardens thrive without a wall,
The quietest place may shout the call.
Beneath the leaves and sky so wide,
A pathway lingers side by side.

Along the Kinni's gentle path,
near a park where people laugh.
Not all that stands is made of stone,
Some stories swing all on their own.

A place that moves but does not stray,
It carries feet, not wheels, your way.
It's not quite road and not quite floor,
But many have passed this path before.

It's blue above, and green below,
And sometimes breezes make it flow.
A century's steps have wandered through.
Could yours be next to find the clue.

Beneath the blooms and tangled vine,
Where wood and wind and river align,
The Swinging Bridge holds what you're looking for
A treasure that lives forever more.