Visit to Cherry Springs Dark Park to see the stars !

A few years ago, I decided to take a trip into the North center of pennsylvania to Cherry Springs State park. Its a dark park, meaning it is an ideal location where man made light is a a minimum.

My son, his girlfriend and I decided to take a 3 day trip to Cherry Springs and have a look at the stars in epic form. I brought a telescope, a lot of camera gear and clothing. We went to Cherry Springs over the 4th of July weekend. The days were in the mid 80’s and it was comfortable. The nights dipped down to the mid 40’s and it was a bit chilly.

I ended up staying up all night and took over 750 photographs. A lot of them I managed to thread together and put up a video on youtube showing the amazing photographs shot through a thin layer of clouds. For most of the night, it was partly cloudy, but a few hours before daylight, it turned clear and I could focus on some wide lens photography.

Here is the video I did taking photographs of the stars at Cherry Springs State park by Mission Incredible.

my adventures at Cherry Springs State Park. One of the certified dark parks to photograph massive amounts of stars !

My outlook on The Thrill of the Chase

Forrest Fenn’s Treasure Chest and the Epic loot.

Forrest Fenn Treasure chest awaits my arrival
Forrest Fenn Treasure chest awaits my arrival

I think I have a pretty decent head on my shoulders. I think I am smart and I have lived a life where I am semi-comfortable with the way things are. When I decided to get off my butt and go overseas to Europe on my own accord, traveling solo to experience the cultures, sights, people and places I realized that I want to do this traveling thing again some time – soon.

Crossing virtual paths with Forrest Fenn

I have had a few accidental run-in’s with the Forrest Fenn and the treasure chest over the past nine years and I have told myself – like many others have in the past – that this is something I can attempt to do with an open mind. There are other posts on here that explain the “accidental run in’s” with Forrest Fenn.

Got Analytics? Do they apply to the Thrill of the Chase?

Listen, I work in a high paced field, I have to analyze a lot of information in a relatively short time. So, this should come second nature to me. EXCEPT, The Thrill of the Chase doesn’t offer a clear cut methodical approach to an end. I don’t have the assistance of the tools we use on a daily basis and the online websites which can back up the potential prognosis of what I have in front of me. The typical path in the Thrill of the Chase is not clear. It is muddied by contradictory statements and an unclear path to proceed.

I served 22 years in the military. I continue to experience “The Thrill of the Chase” and have done so for the past 40 or so years. I have great memories and experiences within the autographed memorabilia products as well as US coins and silver bullion.

Analytics are fun, it chases down something in the end, most of the time. So, The Thrill of the Chase will offer scant information at first and hopefully I will be able to see if I can follow that to an end. Time will tell.

Navy Veteran, IT specialist, Gamer, and more.

I am a PC gamer as well as one that likes to travel. I was in the US Navy for 22 years and I seen many an overseas port. Back then, my only thought ( I don’t like using wishes) was that it could be a much better experience if I didn’t have a time restriction or military rules set by the ship that I had to follow.

Here is my YouTube Channel: Mission Incredible

Fate does not play by your rules or wishes

Life can come not quite as desired, or expected. Having raised three children by myself. My wife passed due to an overly aggressive cervical cancer. Let’s just say it is water under the bridge. But, it did put a damper on my ability to think too far forward as the daily routine would change in a moments notice.

Plus, add in the fact that I have a son with a special need, he has a blood clotting disorder and that has kept me on my toes for decades. Needless to say, my ability to travel, wander and enjoy the great outdoors in the past was some what limited.

Now that most of the flock has departed and the abode is occupied by only a few, I have no ties holding me back – except the job I currently hold ( which offers a decent amount of vacation time). Once I decide to retire, I want to be able to travel and see whatever sights I can. Currently, I am planning on getting the more expensive ones out of the way while I am still employed, and then the other travel opportunities in the bucket list are more manageable.

My totally awesome trip to Valencia, Spain

I DID manage to get away for 9 days and I decided to go to Spain. I researched the cities to see that Valencia, Spain is a small easy to navigate city by foot. Here is the link to my Valencia Spain Trip to include a lot of the Museums I walked to.

The What If’s of treasure hunting and lending a helping hand

SURE, I’d like to kick back and relax and indulge in a small fortune, enough to spread the wealth as needed and some as desired. I am an occasional sucker to help an authentic hand in need that I personally get to choose and when to do so. I am one of those few that has the will not to be broken, tough skinned, knowledgeable, focused only to the point where I can decide if the action should be continued or severed as the best course of action.

It’s all about the what if’s in any situation, that is how decisions are made. A Natural in Nature, so to speak I recently stumbled upon a song that stuck in my brain. It kinda mimics the views I have on life, though I am more on the thoughtful and giving side of the world than the cold hearted or eventually rich side of the house.

We can change that rich option, feel free to donate me a large wad of legimate cash, anytime. It’s a song by the Imagine Dragons called Natural. Here is the song…… Though the video doesn’t even come close to my mindset – I will place a video of my perception of this song AFTER I have traveled out west in the late summer of 2020.

It will be placed on my YouTube Channel, documented above. Here are the lyrics;

  • Will you hold the line?
  • When every one of them is giving up or giving in, tell me
  • In this house of mine?
  • Nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell me
  • Will the stars align?
  • Will heaven step in? Will it save us from our sin? Will it?
  • ‘Cause this house of mine stands strong
  • That’s the price you pay
  • Leave behind your heartache, cast away
  • Just another product of today
  • Rather be the hunter than the prey
  • And you’re standing on the edge, face up ’cause you’re a
  • Natural
  • A beating heart of stone
  • You gotta be so cold
  • To make it in this world
  • Yeah, you’re a natural
  • Living your life cutthroat
  • You gotta be so cold
  • Yeah, you’re a natural
  • Will somebody
  • Let me see the light within the dark trees’ shadows and
  • What’s happenin’?
  • Lookin’ through the glass find the wrong within the past knowin’
  • We are the youth
  • Cut until it bleeds, inside a world without the peace facing
  • A bit of the truth, the truth
  • That’s the price you pay
  • Leave behind your heartache, cast away
  • Just another product of today
  • Rather be the hunter than the prey
  • And you’re standing on the edge, face up ’cause you’re a
  • Natural
  • A beating heart of stone
  • You gotta be so cold
  • To make it in this world
  • Yeah, you’re a natural
  • Living your life cutthroat
  • You gotta be so cold
  • Yeah, you’re a natural
  • Deep inside me, I’m fading to black, I’m fading
  • Took an oath by the blood of my hand, won’t break it
  • I can taste it, the end is upon us, I swear
  • Gonna make it
  • I’m gonna make it
  • Natural
  • A beating heart of stone
  • You gotta be so cold
  • To make it in this world
  • Yeah, you’re a natural
  • Living your life cutthroat
  • You gotta be so cold
  • Yeah, you’re a natural
  • Natural Yeah, you’re a natural

I am so going to have fun in this Quest for Forrest Fenn’s Thrill of The Chase and the solving of the riddles which lead to the Epic loot. I cannot wait to share the experiences of my travels through photos and an occasional video. Can you expect to benefit from my travels? Only if your mind is set on travel, and not questing. Think for yourself ! Its another reason to venture out on an adventure with the strong possibility of coming back with rewards – of more than one kind. Don’t doubt yourself, when you do, it takes away from your natural self. – MI

Originally Posted on January 31, 2019

Thrill of the Chase and too far to walk books are here

Forrest Fenn memoir The Thrill of the Chase

Forrest Fenn book The Thrill of the chase

An Update on The Thrill of the Chase and too far to walk memoir order.

It’s the Wednesday before the Superbowl. I call the Collected Works Bookstore and ask to be transferred to the shipping department. I nice young lady answers the phone and she assists me with my questions. “Hummm this is a big order, I think I have enough books in stock now to get this out. How’s tommorrow sound?” .

Thursday afternoon, as promised I get the notification that the order has been updated. I get two tracking numbers for the seven books I ordered. After 9am on Friday morning, I check to see the status of the order via the shipping carrier. It was to be delivered by the end of the day.

Forrest Fenn memoir The Thrill of the Chase
Forrest Fenn memoir The Thrill of the Chase

The boxes had arrived when I was away and they were patiently awaiting my return. I brought them into the house and took the first copy of The Thrill of the Chase down to my office. The book is nice and tall, about an inch taller than a typical 8×11 printer paper. I began reading the dust cover jacket front and back. I opened up the book and started looking for anything that instantly caught my eye.

Then, I remember the wise Forrest Fenn saying in an interview, ( I’m paraphrasing – but this is close) “You know what, you have that book there right in front of you, let me tell you how to do it. First read my book in the normal manner. Then, read the poem over and over, six, eight, ten times. Then read my book a second time, this time looking for hints sprinkled in the book that can be used to decipher the meaning of the clues. Anyone can find the treasure using the poem, reading the book and using a good map. All you need to do is read, think – and analyze the information. You can find the treasure chest.”

As fast as I picked up The Thrill of the Chase, I put it down. I moaned and told myself, today was Friday and I was on a mission to get things in order prior to the weekend. I needed to run a half dozen errands and then, as a reward, I could spend as much time as I wanted after that to read The Thrill of the Chase. After the myriad of tasks were complete, I walk down to the office once again and I pick this semi hefty book up. It balanced well in my hand. When I handle books I tend to do gingerly at first, trying to save the books pages and bindings. I took the dust cover off The Thrill of the Chase and placed it off to the side to keep that as pristine a shape as I could. I carefully opened up the memoir and my eyes darted from page to page.

I had to squelch my inner desire to instantly go into the analytical phase and instantly start trying to decipher everything I saw. Once I started reading a chapter of Forrest Fenn’s life, the impulse to do analysis first faded. I noticed that though there appeared to be a decent amount of pages, the memoir has plenty of scrapbook type photos and the base font used in the book was quite big.

I paused for a second and thought, if this was without the beautiful memories inside, and only included Forrest Fenn’s words, this book itself may only be seventy or so pages long. My eyes darted towards the clock and took note of the time. It was close to 9 pm and Friday had become a long day. I quickly told myself that I did not have much plans on Friday night nor Saturday so I should be able to read most of The Thrill of the Chase this weekend. I took focus back to the book and continued to read. I flipped a page and noticed the weight of the book adjusting. I looked up to the corner of the page as I watched pass and page 50 come into view.

I quickly rubbed my eyes, looked at the clock once more. It was approaching 930 pm and I put The Thrill of the Chase down. I stood up, stretched and I seen Smokie, the 22-pound cat sitting in the house at the intersection of the stairs and the entryway into my bedroom. I verbally greeted Smokie and I asked him if he wanted a late night kitty-cat snack. He swished his tail once, got up on the desk and I gave him a ration of his favorite treats. He looked at me as if to say “that hit the spot” and scampered off to find his water fountain.

Smokie relaxing after a third of a mile walk around the neighborhood. Yes we walk alot. LOL. He is in his small dog harness but sleeps in a large dog bed.

I picked up the Thrill of the Chase and like an after thought I said to Smokie, if he wanted to get up on the bed and sleep he was welcome. I left the door open just a crack. I got situated in bed and started reading the Thrill of the Chase once more. The heavy blankets and comfortable pillows, along with the ease of reading the book told me, if I wanted to effectively retain any of this memoir, it was be best to do so with a refreshed brain and body. I quickly looked at the unarmed alarm clock and it was past 1030 pm. OK fine, let me get some rest and see where Saturday will take me.

My eyes opened to a passing sound which was quickly fading. I instantly tried to replay the obnoxious sound back into my head to see if it merited a higher degree of concern. Apparently it did not and I sighed, looked at the alarm clock once more and a quick look toward the windows confirmed that it was still way before sunrise – it was 0130 (1:30 am). I sat up, attempted to strategically place my soft fluffy pillows in a manner that would quickly induce me back into the slumber I was enjoying. Nope. The immediate draw of the hibernation station has lost its immediate grip on me for now.

I sighed, yawned and turned on the reading light. I looked over to the ever diligent, now unarmed alarm clock, making sure it was sure it wasn’t miscalculating the time, and it was pretty much correct. I let my functions come back on line knowing that if I did so, I’d have a small battle on my hands to fall fast asleep before the bright light in the sky rises and the people and their over affectionate noise making distractions may once again interrupt my sleep pattern.

I picked up The Thrill of the Chase once more and took note of where the Collected Works book marker was. I got situated comfortably in bed and I decided to recommence reading the memoir. I took a quick break about 2:45 am and noticed that Smokie did in fact quietly clamber up on the bed and lay in a tight ball on his new blanket he received for Christmas past. I looked at the page at the end of the chapter I just finished and I was on page 103.

The Thrill of the Chase chapter, “My War for me” was well written, though I must admit, it was a bit on the long side. Since I didn’t have much sleep, I think the length of this chapter took its toll on my ability to stay up longer and finish The Thrill of the Chase in a short period of time. I quickly reminded myself that I had no time limit on when I was to complete the first reading of the book, so I placed it on the night stand. I felt Smokie adjusting himself on his assigned area on the bed, and I did a double take of him. He was in the same spot, only he shifted his rotation around. All I seen was a body, a camouflaged head which was almost upside down, and a partially open eyeball peering at my overabundance of energy at nearly 3 am which partially disturbed his sleep. I greeted Smokie a good night and shut off the reading light once again.

I awoke to another obnoxious noise. This time the playback quality was a little better. It sounded like some one knocking on the door. So I put my early morning garb on my feet and head to the door. It was some guy walking away. I peered my head out the door to hear, “I’m sorry, I just seen your no soliciting sign, I work for a soda company and I was wondering if you’re interested in some product?”. He is saying this as he heads out of the driveway and 40 feet down the road.

As he expected, I quickly shook my head as a gesture of feeling sorry for what just occurred and he took that action as a no and kept moving. I decided to look up at the clock in the living room and it reported that it was nearly 1030 am. I decided to break open a box of warm cereal and make a pot of coffee. I head down stairs to the office and place The Thrill of the Chase in the middle of the desk, surrounded by the requirements of life around it.

As I ate, I slowly read the memoir until I came to the last page. Since I have been “cheating”, trying to decipher the poem prior to the books arrival, and I hit the last word within The Thrill of the Chase, my immediate reaction was nothing. Nothing immediately stood out that was a blockbuster thought or idea. I weighed that feeling and chalked it up to trying to read the book in the evening hours, without much rest.

Honestly, I think that helped some, since the mind likes to analyze things on different scales, sometimes that dormant thought can come to life and help marry all of this into something incredible. Now as I sit here I am going to deviate from Forrest Fenn’s plan just a tad. I finished up breakfast and I am going to visit my notes prior to the memoirs’ arrival and see if I can meld the two together before I carry on and read the poem and then delve into the memoir once more.

Originally Posted on February 2, 2019

FREE version of Journal of a Trapper by Osborne Russell

Download the free version from Google

A FREE version of Journal of a Trapper by Osborne Russell. This is a log book or a journey through time where Osborne Russell allows some insight into his travels within the Rocky Mountains as a trapper. It is a very good book to read if you want to understand the hardships people had to endure when they were first to travel to the western United States.

I have found a good link to download a copy of the “Journal of a Trapper” by Osborne Russell.

Its a live link from Google. It is the PDF version. Journal of a Trapper Nine years in the Rocky Mountains 1834 -1843 by Osborne Russell.

Download Journal of a Trapper – the free version

Forrest Fenn read Journal of a Trapper many times.

The Journal of a Trapper had to be important. In The Thrill of the Chase under the Looking for Lewis and Clark Chapter, Forrest Fenn said:

A few years later, when I was sixteen, I read a book titled
/Journal of a Trapper by Osborne Russell, who travelled
along the Madison River in 1835, just outside of west
Yellowstone where Hebgen Lake is now. Russell, along with a few
of Jim Bridger’s trappers, was attacked by eighty Blackfeet Indians
near where Hebgen Dam would be built nearly a century later. After
a brief flght, Russell escaped west toward Stinking Creek.

When closing the Looking for Lewis and Clark chapter Forrest Fenn wrote:

Over the years I’ve read Journal of a Trapper a dozen times,
and always with a deeper appreciation for who Osborne Russell
was and what he did. The mountains continue to beckon to me.
They always will.

Although Journal of a Trapper may be a bit hard to read at times, you can find locations on a modern day map that pinpoints where Osborne Russell actually visited. As a matter of fact, on Forrest Fenn’s own website, he posts ” google Osborne Russell, google Hebgen Lake. That entry can be found HERE. Note that on July of 2019, the pages located on the resource site have changed dramatically.

BUT WAIT ! If the chapter name is “Looking for Lewis and Clark” why are we centering our attention around Osborne Russell and Hebgen Lake ? Make me wonder…

Happy Reading !

Originally Posted on March 28, 2019