Merlin's Pre-Columbian Mysteries

 

 

 

 
LOCATION:  Planet Earth

CHALLENGE:  4 stars

DATE/NUMBER:  13-Jun-1999/9

MAP:  As I awoke in my resting place amongst a cluster of bush and tree roots, I did feel my powers slowly returning. Summoning those magicks, I pushed up the partially marbled rock that did rest over my head, this being the seal of my earthen tomb. I did try to stand, but failed to summon the power to do so in the nearly impenetrable bush that had been made to surround me and my place of rest.

As I considered my predicament, I did then try to summon the wisdom of the druids to guide me from this place, but all that did appear to me was a short, yet giant among dwarves, sacred Tree instead, to guide me in the direction of the feline's fifth life. I took 8 slow paces through the thick bush to the Tree, which I did then embrace, to chance a summoning of any enchantment that may be locked within. And a spell, did by chance, cast down a trail at my feet to lead me from this place, and I did then give many, many thanks to the druids, where ever they may be, for this unexpected boon of magic.

I then did hobble this trail, cane in hand, in the general direction of the Midwinter's Eve sunrise, ten and seven full paces to the place of infinite vision, where there I met the alchemist who was marking time toiling over a bubbling cauldron of copper and zinc. Feeling my full power now, I sought to impress my new companion by conjuring up some islands at a fortnight above the bearing that delivered me from the bush. Impressed he was not however, so he did then and there conjure up a pile of rocks by casting down a handful of pebbles, and then did cause them to be hurled at me! I saw red, so furious was I at this turn of the events, and thus I left this place with haste.

Angry was I for a long, long, time, though I was not as sure of my physical state. My anger continued unabated as I did eventually come to find myself in the saddle of the giant green steed, somewhat confused, of course, as you would be also. I kept my general bearings and general anger, though, discarded my cane now, as I did now press on with a vigorous and purposeful walk. Feeling even more power, and more anger, at one point I did summon a handful of mountains, to the East, Northeast, and South-East-Southeast, among others, simply to (unsuccessfully) vent my frustration. I did continue to be angry for quite a bit longer, but then did calm down for a bit, where I quickly oriented myself to a point in spacetime 93 years ago.

Thence I did conjure a carriage and for 264 chains did head in a Southerly direction, where a stile I did find ten times seven full paces from the hallowed Joey Stone, some 39 years from here. Crawling now, to the Joey Stone I did go, of course, to release its magic for the final stage of this journey. A beam of light did engulf me as I did rub it to release its spell, and I was beamed, as the beam beams, to the high and dry capital, some 1900 feet or so South (or was it the Southeast), of the Joey Stone.

Now I could no longer crawl, nor even talk, all that was left was the visions of the three old places to the East: one 17 degrees South, the second and third to the North by 22 and 27 degrees respectively.

 
 
NOTE 1:  I rate this box as very difficult. Not recommended for the unadventurous or the easily disappointed. Please don't e-mail me asking for hints, or share hints, to this (or any letterbox) on the 'net. The box is, however, in a beautiful location, even if you are not fortunate enough to locate it.

NOTE 2:  Portions may be off-trail.

NOTE 3:  This box was placed without going on any property posted as private. Before going onto any private property, (if you feel the need to do), get the landowner's permission first.

NOTE 4:  Be wary of snakes and other wildlife when reaching into dark places. No need to dig for this box. All hiking bearings magnetic. A pace is a long stride counted on a footfall of either foot, i.e. two paces are counted each time the right foot hits the ground. Be aware of if or when there is game hunting in the area.

NOTE 5:  Please re-hide the thing well just as you found it. Be discreet when stamping up.

DISCLAIMER & COPYRIGHT:  PERSONS USING THIS CLUE OR HUNTING THIS LETTERBOX DO SO AT THEIR OWN RISK. Do not hunt this letterbox without reading and agreeing to the waiver first. Children, do not hunt this letterbox without the supervision of an adult who has read and agreed to the waiver. Possession of this clue does not imply rights of access to particular lands and route choices, or the safety thereof, including the location of the box itself. Always observe current local regulations, signs, property rights, and customs; you are responsible for your actions. Clue not indended to be taken literally or to suggest route choices; route choices (and the choice to proceed at all), are your choice.
This clue, associated stamp art, and associated images are copyright © 1999, by Randy Hall. Permission to reproduce for personal use granted; all other rights reserved.

 
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