2014 Diggorius Rex Treasure Hunt

The skies are gray, the leaves are fallin’
Forget Oktoberfest—the hunt’s a’callin’!
An autumn chill assails our county
Though look not far to find the bounty:

To far-off shores you won’t deploy
To bears of white you shan’t “ahoy!”
Woods of maple keep asunder
Compass cities, omit from plunder

Therefore St. Paul retains the puck
A park within to try your luck
So grab a hat, be warmly attired
Leave your tools—no dig required

Hiding this treasure has cost me an arm
(No, not literally—no cause for alarm)
Shuffling your feet, you better believe,
Might draw your eye to what’s up my sleeve

When beginning to think of a viable park
The clime of King Boreas is closer the mark
Vulcanus’s distance might draw you amiss
And whence the sun rises is furthest from bliss

This should be easy, though no chance to skate
There’s nothing fishy about this park’s trait
High sticking here relates only to trees
Can’t bank the puck so coast by with ease

Eat a sandwich, pop some corn
Stoke the coals to stay warm
If you seem stressed, just let it slide
Sway in this chair and enjoy the ride

Into bookkeeping? Check where we've trekked
Throw on some chukkas, pick up your specs
Won't need a jackknife (that is, 'less you're clever)
Come, take a dekko--the wiser, the better

Scissors and rock—fun comes in threes
It shows up daily and emerges from trees
Look left, then right, if opting to scan
It catches your eye yet fits in your hand

Good for ribbons of amber hue
Stately monuments that crowd the view
The area, in fact, is known for its share
Not bad for a place that’s otherwise square

Still feeling stymied? Need a brighter clue?
Do what the curious and bold might do:
Enroll on a course of higher education
Though not exactly ivy, a best in the nation

Another name for fun is a bike or a trike
Or go all-terrain for one additional hike
Motorized vehicles best stick to the road
(Though one thing they share is half of this code)

Direct your feet thus to avoid helter-skelter:
Shuffle them south from this landmark shelter
Branch off from a set that might give them high hopes
Then, hit the road!—but first scan the slopes

In northwest St. Paul you’ll locate a park
That’s named from a lawyer and noted for bark
It’s wrecked in the middle and leafy all ‘round
Pleasant to stroll, so many playthings abound

But enough being cryptic, you’re here to discover
Where in Newell Park you’ll need to uncover
So start at the Center that’s centered in the middle
Then head to the swings—do not tarry nor fiddle

Wheel towards the road that’s nearest this set
Before hitting pavement don’t you forget
To scan for a branch, an arm of the fallen
Hold aloft leafy treasure, the prize you’ll be haulin’