He really did buy a mansion. It was the mansion of Leon Gaspard a famous Taos artist for those who aren’t into art. There was a big lawsuit that Forrest had to take part in, but he ended up owning it and then having to remodel it to bring it back to it’s glory. Here are some clippings below that talk a bit about it.
Before I get people asking if they can really buy these things….umm, it’s a joke
This is an article from a conference that’s already taken place.
|Wow – I’ve been on a wild ride for the past few weeks! Back before Christmas I received a call from my friend, Irene Rawlings, the author of the book, “Sisters On The Fly.” I had met Irene last year after she heard my song about this all-cowgirl camping club and asked if she could include a portion of my lyrics in her book about them. Subsequently, I sang my “Sisters On The Fly” song at her book signing event here in Denver last May where I got to meet many of the “Sisters” who were in attendance. (link tohttp://bobhaworth.com/rvsongs.html or go to “RV Songs” on my main menu.)So Irene was calling to tell me about another book written by a friend of her’s named Forrest Fenn. This book is a memoir of Mr. Fenn’s life and it’s called “The Thrill of the Chase.” Irene suggested that I might consider writing a song using that title, and so she had Mr. Fenn send me a copy of his book. What an enjoyable read it was! He’s a good writer, among his many other talents.Basically, “The Thrill of the Chase” is the story of Mr. Fenn’s life, told more or less accurately according to his recollections. He grew up in Texas in the 1930′s and ’40′s, spent his youthful summers with his family up in Yellowstone, then went to Viet Nam as a fighter pilot and got shot down a couple times, but lived to tell about it.
After the war he started an art gallery in Santa Fe, NM, with hardly any knowledge about art or business. Despite that, he quickly gained a reputation as a source of high-quality artworks, selling to the monied elite of the world. As his reputation grew, so did his business and he is now a multi-millionaire living comfortably retired in Santa Fe.
Mr. Fenn has led an amazing life, as documented in his memoir. A decorated war hero, successful art dealer, archaeoligist, writer – you name it, he’s done it. He’s amassed an impressive fortune and someone once admonished him saying, “You can’t take it with you.” To which he replied, “Then I’m not goin’!” But now at age 80, he’s decided to leave something on this planet as a legacy. So he hatched an idea to hide a million-dollar treasure (actually 1.2 to 1.4 million, he told me)for someone to find someday. He bought a beautiful antique box, filled it with gold nuggets (some as big as your fist!), coins, silver ingots, Indian artifacts and jewelry and hid this treasure chest somewhere in the mountains north of Santa Fe. In his book he gives a number of clues as to where to find his treasure and there are several people out hunting for it right now. Meri and I are toying with the idea of taking a couple weeks to pack our camping gear and go on a “chase” for this prize ourselves.
Fascinated with this story and the man behind it, I penned my song, “The Thrill of the Chase.” As I was constructing the lyric I would send Mr. Fenn my ideas, verse by verse, and he wrote back with a few ideas of his own. I decided to use most of them and I’ve credited him with co-writing the lyrics.
This past weekend (Feb. 25 – 27), at Mr. Fenn’s invitation, Meri and I drove down to Santa Fe to participate in a book signing event featuring Mr. Fenn and two other authors, Douglas Preston and Michael McGarrity. The theme of the night was “treasures”, as all three authors have written books about the subject. It was fascinating to hear these gentlemen discuss their books, their writing techniques and the different treasures they’ve written about. I closed the evening with a live rendition of “The Thrill of the Chase”.
Mr. Fenn is donating all the proceeds from his book sales to a young cancer patient, yet to be named. I’m hoping to soon have my song, “The Thrill of the Chase”, available for download here at bobhaworth.com and I’ll also be donating the proceeds from my sales to Mr. Fenn’s charity fund. In the meantime, you can purchase Mr. Fenn’s book athttp://www.collectedworksbookstore.com/.
I’ll be back with some more stories about our fascinating weekend with Mr. Fenn and his family down in Santa Fe. I’m hoping to be able to upload some photos of our trip as well. Stay tuned…
Re: The Thrill of the Chase
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Re: The Thrill of the Chase
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SOME ROADS LEAD YOU NOWHERE
IT’S THE THRILL OF THE CHASE
DON’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW
DESTINATIONS – EXPECTATIONS
SOME WILL HUNT FOR TREASURE
IT’S THE THRILL OF THE CHASE
Here’s a link to information about Irene Rawlings and stories with Forrest from her site.
This just came in and I’m excited to put it out there. There’s a wonderful writer that has her own blog and she asks people 6 questions. If you don’t already know…she asked Forrest 6 questions as well as two of Forrest’s good friends…Suzanne Somers, and Doug Preston. Well, she asked Dal and I each to answer 6 questions and I’m excited to share them with anyone who might be interested.
I haven’t told anyone this(not even you Dal , but after reading a blog on Forrest’s web site about Amelia Earhart and the lost art of writing letters….I decided it would be fun to send Forrest postcards during our searches. I thought with all the new searchers that maybe it would be fun if you guys sent some to him too. I think really cool if the kids that tag along on the treks are a part of writing some as well.
Most gift shops have stamps for them if your already out and about…other wise pack up some stamps for your trips. Here’s an address you can use to get them to him.
Santa Fe, NM 87504
I had found where it was mentioned that Forrest had spent a week or two in Sheridan, Wyoming every year by himself. While looking, I came across some other interesting things and thought I will post them here and continue to add to it.
This talks about him being a member with them.
This shows some of his famous arrowheads which I believe were bought in Idaho.
This link talks about how Forrest would take a room each year to spend time in Sheridan, Wyoming.
Here’s a link with Forrest’s account of his being shot down in Vietnam.
I think if Forrest felt like Captain Kidd, that maybe we should try translating the poem into “pirate speak” and see if it conjures up any new ideas in our minds. So here it is….now say it in your best pirate accent….don’t forget to laugh at yourself when your done, because a total stranger just had you talk to yourself *hugs and love*
As I ‘ave gone alone in thar
‘n wit’ me treasures bold,
I can keep me secret where,
‘n hint o’ riches new ‘n ole.
Begin it where warm waters halt
‘n loot it in th’ canyon down,
Nah far, but too far t’ walk.
Put in below th’ ship o’ Brown.
From thar ’tis no ship fer th’ meek,
Th’ end be ever drawin’ nigh;
Thar’ll be no paddle up yer creek,
Jus’ heavy loads ‘n water high.
If ye’ve been wise ‘n found th’ blaze,
Look smartly down, yer quest t’ cease,
But tarry scant wit’ marvel gaze,
Jus’ loot th’ chest ‘n go in peace.
So why be it that I must go
‘n leave me trove fer all t’ seek?
Th’ answer I already know,
I’ve done it tired, ‘n now I be weak.
So hear me all ‘n listen good,
Yer effort will be worth th’ cold.
If ye be brave ‘n in th’ wood
I give ye title t’ th’ gold.