2012 Red Wing River City Days Medallion Hunt

Thirteen could be a hunters’ lucky number,
As before the daily clues come a little after eight.
History repeats itself to even those that remember,
Reading those clues @redwing.edinarealty.com really rate.

Mixing traditional activities of the young and mature,
The nesting area is reachable by feet, pedals or car.
A button that shows a vista of buildings that endure,
It’s a place to visit for those from near and afar.

In the past presidents, generals, and local big shots,
Gave a clue to where the medallion was planted.
Maybe this time a person must be out of the box,
Cuz, things even new things can be canted.

A town that has flourished by road, water and rail,
With acres and acres of various terrain.
It may be good to keep open about a trail,
You don’t always need rain to be by water.

This is a year of elections and 5 linked rings,
A parade next week a red truck on display.
It is wise to always try and stick to things,
Activities abound but please safely play.

Our language has many words that sound similar,
Take for instance buoys and boys.
Not uncommon are those that are familiar,
Redundant are those that seemingly employ.

Signs, signs, everywhere there’s signs a lyric did go,
Positive and negative directions do indicate.
Keen eyes will find posts with none, though.
Copy that makes one almost wish to levitate.

Don’t be bored with dog days of summer,
The action is picking up just down the street.
Playing in the heat can be a bummer,
Hang ten to cool off and rest the feet.

Time to rustle the fauna but leave the plants in place!
Maybe, a read in the shade to gather ones wits.
A little history will aid steps to retrace.
Formerly an area abundant with bits.

Time is running out on seekers of gold,
500 bucks will buy a nice prize.
Hunt with friends is never too old,
It’s sitting on turf before your eyes.

Only hours left to locate the heavy gem,
There’s a hundred foot ladder truck in town,
Could almost reach the nearby stem,
Please redeem and claim the Crown.