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There Are 20.2 Pounds Of Gold In The Treasure Chest.

♪♪

Does Anybody Else Know Where It Is?

I Don't Plan To Tell Anybody.

♪♪

You Have To Start At The First Clue.

That Starts The Great Adventure.

Katya, Come Here And Check This Out.

Looks Like Someone's Been Digging Here.

There's Something Here.

Steep Drop-Off.

We Got A Low Bridge. Down, Down, Down, Down.

♪♪

I Want To Tell You A Story.

It's About A Treasure,

A Trove Of Shimmering Emeralds, Diamonds, Rubies, And Gold

Concealed In A Box And Hidden In Remote Wilderness.

You Might Think You've Heard This One Before,

But This Isn't A Tale Of Buried Pirate Loot

Or Some Pharaoh's Fortune From Long Ago.

No, This Treasure Was Hidden Only Six Years Ago,

And The Man Who Buried It -- He's Alive.

♪♪

This Is The Curious Story

Of Millionaire Art Dealer Forrest Fenn.

Diagnosed With Terminal Cancer,

Forrest Masterminds The Greatest Treasure Hunt Of All Time.

He Packs A Bronze Box

With Millions Of Dollars' Worth Of Gold, Jewelry, And Gems.

Then He Picks A Secret Location In The American Rockies

For The World To Search For His Riches

Once He Passes Away.

But Something Unexpected Happens.

Fenn Survives.

He Goes On To Publish A Memoir Of His Life

And In It, He Includes A Cryptic Poem

With Nine Clues That Lead Straight To The Prize.

Overnight, Teams Of Dedicated Treasure Hunters

From Around The World Descend On The Rockies,

But No One Finds The Riches.

So Fenn Reveals More Clues,

And They May Be Enough

To Finally Lead Someone To The Treasure.

It Could Even Be You.

But You'll Need To Move Fast,

Because Currently, Three Different Teams

Believe They're Closing In On The Prize.

So, Which One Is About To Hit Pay Dirt?

To Find Out, I'm Going To Join Their Expeditions

And Attempt To Recover Fenn's Treasure.

♪♪

My Name Is Josh Gates.

With A Degree In Archaeology And A Passion For Exploration,

I Have A Tendency To End Up In Some Very Strange Situations.

Good Lord!

[ Laughs ]

My Travels Have Taken Me To The Ends Of The Earth

As I Investigate The Greatest Legends In History.

We're Good To Fly. Let's Go.

This Is...

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My Hunt For The Treasure Begins At Its Source,

In The City Of Santa Fe.

♪♪

Santa Fe, New Mexico --

A Place Anchored By Native Culture

And Yet Populated By Artists, Dreamers, And Eccentrics.

This Is The Oldest U.S. State Capital.

It Is Also The Home Of Forrest Fenn.

This Has Long Been A Home For Treasure Hunters.

Spanish Conquistadors Founded The City Over 400 Years Ago.

Today, The Palace Of The Governors

Is The Oldest Public Building In The United States

And A Backdrop For Native Jewelers

Hawking Copper, Silver,

And About A Million Pounds

Of Santa Fe's Most Recognizable Export.

Do You Have Any Turquoise?

It's Everywhere,

Decorating Rings, Chains, And Even Hair.

This Is A Town That Definitely Dances To Its Own Beat.

Even The Animals Are Laid-Back.

That's The Coolest Dog In Santa Fe.

Santa Fe Is Also Famous For Eclectic Food,

From Frito Pie To Chili-Infused Lemonade.

Hell, One Restaurant

Even Has A Forrest Fenn Sandwich On The Menu,

And There's Even A Classic Snack With A Turbo-Charged Twist.

Let's Talk About Your Machinery Here.

This Is A Power Drill

That Has Been Turned Into A Fry Maker.

Come On.

I Mean, There's Nothing Wrong With That.

French Fries, Bacon, Cheese, And Grease.

The Four Food Groups All Represented Here.

I Think Those Are The Four Food Groups.

Okay, Before I Self-Induce A Heart Attack,

Let's Get Back To Work.

At The Core Of The Forrest Fenn Treasure Story

Is A Simple Question.

Who In Their Right Mind

Would Leave Millions Of Dollars' Worth Of Valuables

Out In The Wilderness?

The Answer -- Someone Very Unique.

Forrest Fenn Wasn't Born With A Treasure.

He Grew Up Poor,

Though His Family Taught Him To Value The Outdoors

In Yearly Trips To Yellowstone National Park.

As A Young Man,

He Was A Decorated Pilot In The Vietnam War,

Where He Was Shot Down Over Laos.

He Earned More Than 20 Medals, Including The Purple Heart.

Back In The U.S., Fenn Became A Self-Made Adventurer,

Seeking Artifacts In The Canyons Of The Rockies.

In 1970, Fenn And His Wife Moved To Santa Fe,

And Despite His Lack Of A College Degree

Or Any Art History Background,

He Went On To Open

One Of The Most Celebrated Galleries In The Country.

But In 1988, His Fortunes Turned.

He Was Diagnosed With Advanced Cancer In His Kidneys

And Given A Fatal Prognosis,

So He Decided To Embark On One Last Adventure.

He Crafted A Mysterious Poem

Leading To A Multimillion-Dollar Treasure.

It's An Amazing Story That Begs Two Big Questions --

Is It True, And If So, Where's The Loot?

♪♪

To Find Answers, I Arranged To Meet With Dan Flores,

A Local Historian And Personal Friend To Forrest Fenn.

But Dan's Not Interested In Chatting Over A Cup Of Coffee.

So Let's Talk Forrest Fenn.

[ Laughing ] All Right.

And I've Heard Some People Say

That They Think This Is, You Know, A Hoax.

Well, Forrest Is An Old Buddy Of Mine.

I Don't Really Have Any Doubt That It's Real.

This Is A Guy Who Had The Ability To Do This,

And He Showed Me Twice The Chest.

I Mean, It Was Full Of Gold Coins.

Where Could It Be Hidden?

Well, I Mean, One Of The Reasons

I Wanted You To Come Up Here In This Balloon

Was To See This Landscape,

Because It Basically Could Be Anywhere Here.

Dan Explains That Fenn Published A Book

Called "The Thrill Of The Chase" In Which He Reveals

The Treasure Is Hidden Somewhere In The Rockies.

Technically, That Could Include An Area

From Alaska Across Canada

And Into Montana, Idaho, Wyoming,

Colorado, Utah, And New Mexico.

Some People Even Claim

It Could Be In The Foothills Of Arizona.

But Fenn Has Now Clarified Things A Bit,

Putting The Treasure Squarely In The Continental U.S.,

Killing Canada And Alaska.

He's Also Eliminated Idaho, Utah, And Arizona.

Dan Says That Fenn Further Revealed

That The Treasure Is Hidden Above 5,000 Feet,

Which Shrinks The Map Even More.

Still, It's A Lot Of Land.

This Gives Me Some Sense Of Perspective

That This Is Maybe Not An Easy Quest.

This Is Not Going To Be Easy At All.

It's Not Just Looking For A Needle In A Haystack.

It's Like Looking For A Single Needle

In A Whole Horse Pasture Of Haystacks.

All Right. How Do We Get Out Of This Thing?

As Though The Story Of A Terminally Ill Millionaire

Hiding A Fortune Isn't Incredible Enough,

This Story Has A Beautiful Twist.

Forrest Fenn Beat Every Doctor's Expectation

And Survived His Cancer.

[ Engine Revs ]

Dan Gives My Hunt A Major Boost

By Setting Up A Meeting For Me

With The Puzzle Master Himself...

...Assuming He Lets Me Past His Gate.

Hi. I'm Here To See Forrest Fenn.

[ Buzzer ]

♪♪

Here We Go.

Fenn Rarely Meets With Hunters Pursuing His Fortune,

And Yet I'm Rolling Up To The Very Spot

Where He Assembled His Treasure Chest.

But Just As I Start To Picture A Devious Mastermind

Hidden Away In A Secret Lair...

Hi. Mr. Fenn.

You Must Be Josh.I'm Josh, Yeah.

I've Been Expecting You. Come On In.

Oh, So Nice To Meet You. Thank You For Having Me.

You Bet, Sure.

It Turns Out He's A Lot More Friendly Grandfather

Than Sinister Puppet Master,

Though His Private Art Collection

Would Make A Bond Villain Blush.

[ Laughing ] Holy Smokes.

Over The Course Of His Life,

Forrest Amassed A Fortune In Art And Artifacts.

Whatever's In That Treasure Chest

Only Represents A Small Sample Of What He Owns.

Okay, So First Question, Forrest, Should Be An Easy One.

Where Is The Treasure Hidden?

At Least 8 Miles North Of Santa Fe

And Below The Canadian Border.

Okay. Still Got A Lot Of Ground There To Cover.

Can You Tell Me Why You Chose The Place That You Chose?

It's A Place That I've Visited A Few Times.

I Have Fond Memories Of That Place.

Do You Know How Much The Treasure's Worth?

No, I Don't.

There Are 20.2 Pounds Of Gold In The Treasure Chest.

There Are 200-Some-Odd Rubies, There Are Two Ceylon Sapphires,

There Are Eight Emeralds, There Are Lots Of Diamonds.

Forrest Admits That The Treasure's Hefty Weight

Forced Him To Take Two Trips From His Vehicle

To The Hiding Spot.

What Was Your Intention?

I Had A Number Of Reasons For Doing It,

But The Primary Was

To Get People Out In The Sunshine Again,

To Smell The Pine Needles In The Mountains.

To Find Fenn's Treasure,

You've Got To Decipher Fenn's Poem,

Which Supposedly Points Straight To The Prize.

Is This Something You Think That Anybody Could Find?

Well, Anybody That's Physically Able To Get Out In The Mountains

And Walk Through The Countryside, Sure.

But You Have To Start At The First Clue.

That Starts The Great Adventure.

"As I Have Gone Alone In There

And With My Treasures Bold,

I Can Keep My Secret Where,

And Hint Of Riches New And Old.

Begin It Where Warm Waters Halt

And Take It To The Canyon Down,

Not Far, But Too Far To Walk.

Put In Below The Home Of Brown.

From There It's No Place For The Meek;

The End Is Ever Drawing Nigh;

There'll Be No Paddle Up Your Creek;

Just Heavy Loads And Water High.

If You've Been Wise And Found The Blaze,

Look Quickly Down, Your Quest To Cease

But Tarry Scant With Marvel Gaze,

Just Take The Chest And Go In Peace.

So Hear Me All And Listen Good,

Your Effort Will Be Worth The Cold.

If You Are Brave And In The Wood,

I Give You Title To The Gold."

You Were Quoted As Saying

That You Think People Have Been Very Close To The Treasure.

I Know That Some People Have Been Within 200 Feet,

But They Don't Know Who They Are.

If You Want To Be A Serious Searcher,

My Advice Is Look At Clues In The Poem.

Are You Worried That The Treasure Could Be Damaged

Or Moved By The Elements?

It Certainly Could Be.

I Wanted The Treasure To Be Hidden

In A Place Where It Was Hard To Find,

But Not Impossible To Find.

How Many People Do You Think Have Looked For Your Treasure?

Last Summer, There Were 30,000 People In Santa Fe.

That's Amazing.

The Safest Thing, Probably,

Would Be For You To Tell Me Where It Is.

I'll Check On It.

But Then Two People Would Know Where It Is,

And I'd Have To Shoot You.

Okay, That's A Fair Point.

[ Laughs ] Don't Tell Me.

Does Anybody Else Know Where It Is Other Than You?

Your Wife Doesn't Know?No One Knows.

Nobody Knows.

I Don't Plan To Tell Anybody.

♪♪

Gates: Okay, It's Clear I'm Not Going To Trick Forrest

Into Revealing The Location Of His Loot,

But I Come Away From My Meeting With Two Strong Convictions.

I Now Believe 100% That The Treasure Exists,

And I'm Convinced That He Wants It To Be Found.

Forrest Revealed To Me

That The First Clue Is The Most Important --

"Begin It Where Warm Waters Halt."

I've Learned Of A Pair Of Treasure Hunters

Who Believe They Know Exactly Where That Is.

Gates: To Find A Treasure Recently Hidden

By Millionaire Art Collector Forrest Fenn,

I'm Following The Clues He Laid Out In A Poem.

Two Treasure Hunters Believe

The Clues Point To Yellowstone National Park,

So I'm Headed North To Join Them.

From Santa Fe, I'm Undertaking An Epic Drive

Nearly 900 Miles To The Wyoming-Montana Border.

It's A Long Haul, And I Won't Lie To You.

I'm Getting Tired.

Full Disclosure -- My Butt Hurts.

♪♪

I Take A Breather By Pulling Over In Jackson Hole, Wyoming.

This Place Might Just Be

The Most Charming Town In The American West

And The Perfect Place To Stock Up

On The Gear I'll Need For A Successful Treasure Hunt.

♪♪

Extra, Extra!

Titanicsinks -- Great Loss Of Life!

This One's A Little Big.

Oh, There We Go. Perfect.

♪♪

Nailed It.

Jackson's Fur-Trading Outpost Roots

Are Not Far From The Surface,

And You Can Still Get An Ice-Cold Sarsaparilla Here

Or Find Yourself Stepping Into A Two-Step At Any Moment.

[ Horse Whinnies ]

But What Really Brings People Here

Is The Great Outdoors.

♪ Doesn't Matter Where You've Been ♪

♪ Said Free The Love You Hold Within ♪

♪ Feel The Warmth From The Sun ♪

Gates: Back On The Road,

I Drive The Joyfully Scenic Final Stretch

Through The Heights Of The Teton Mountains.

♪ And There's Something Good About Today ♪

♪ La, La, La, La, La ♪

♪ There's Nothing Standing In Our Way ♪

♪ La, La, La, La, La ♪

♪ There's Something Good About Today ♪

♪ La, La, La, La, La ♪

♪ There's Something Good About Today ♪

One Thing Is Clear.

Fenn Definitely Buried His Treasure

In A Place That Had Personal Significance To Him,

Which Is Why This May Be

One Of The Most Promising Places To Look.

Welcome To America's First National Park.

Since 1872, Yellowstone Has Been Taking The Breath Away

Of Everyone Who Sets Foot Inside.

♪♪

It Remains A Nearly Pristine Wilderness.

As I Stop To Check

That Old Faithful Is Still On Schedule,

I'm Reminded That This Park

Is A Gurgling, Steaming, Geothermal Hotspot,

Which May Be The Key For Forrest Fenn's Clue --

"Begin It Where Warm Waters Halt."

In His Memoir, "The Thrill Of The Chase,"

Fenn Describes Many Fond Fishing Memories Here.

He Even Titled One Of His Chapters

"In Love With Yellowstone".

Fenn Also Says

The Treasure Is Not Associated With Any Manmade Structure.

This, Too, Syncs With The Natural Backdrop Of The Park.

♪♪

I'm Meeting With Jp And Yasmine, A Pair Of Treasure Hunters

Who Think They've Cracked Fenn's Poem.

They Believe "Warm Waters Halt"

Refers To The Grand Prismatic Spring --

The Largest Hot Spring In The United States,

Which Runs Down The Nearby Firehole River.

[ Laughing ] Oh.

Steep Drop-Off.

Sandvick: So As You Can See, Where We Start With The First Clue,

"Where Warm Waters Halt,"

That Starts Up At The Beginning Of The River.

Right.

And Then The River Is Carving Its Way Through The Canyon,

Which Is One Of The Clues In The Poem.

"Take It To The Canyon Down."

This Is Definitely A Canyon.

And Then It Goes To "Heavy Loads And Waters High,"

Which Signifies The Waterfall.

And So, Where Do We Take The Canyon Down To?

Once We Get Through The Canyon, Then We're Gonna Go

Where He Put It, "Below The Home Of Brown."

What Is The Home Of Brown, Do You Think?

Brown Trout.

-You Think It Means Brown Trout. -I Do Think.

And They Live Here In These Rivers?

That's Correct.

So That Would Literally Be "The Home Of Brown."

-Yes. -Clever, Okay.

And, Jp, You Feel The Same Way.

You Think This Is A Promising Spot?

Yes. For Sure.

So We Follow The River From Here. Is That The Idea?

We Just Keep Following The River On Down.

Try Not To Slip And Fall 1,000 Feet.

[ Laughs ]

Gates: While Making Our Way

To The "Home Of Brown" At River Level,

We Search Along The Entire Trail.

After All, Fenn Never Said That His Treasured Was Buried --

Only Hidden.

Gates: You Don't Think It's Buried?

Sandvick: I Don't Think It's Buried. I Think It's Placed.

I Think He Wanted To Make It Accessible

So That Anyone Could Find It, Including Children.

Well, That's Good.

I Have The Basic Searching Skills Of A Child.

That May Work Out In My Favor.

[ Laughs ]

♪♪

Gates: As Soon As We Hit The Water Line,

They're Off Like A Shot

While I'm Left To Contemplate The Chances Of Them Succeeding.

[ Birds Chirping ]

I Have To Say, I Have Very Mixed Emotions About This Hunt.

On The One Hand, I Kind Of Believe Them.

I Think That They Could Be Onto Something Here.

On The Other Hand, No Matter How Much You Whittle It Down,

The Search Grid Is Still Kind Of Infinite.

It Could Be Anywhere.

It Could Be Under A Rock Right Here.

It Could Be Halfway Up That Cliff.

The Odds Of Just Happening Upon It Feel Really Low,

Which Is Why I'm Sitting Here And Letting Them Look.

Anything?

No, Not Yet!

[ Sighs ]

Nothing Yet.

I Decide To Double Back

To Make Sure We Didn't Miss Anything On The Riverbank.

The Thing That Makes This Search So Difficult

Is Just All These Little Tiny Places

Where This Treasure Box Could Have Been Buried Or Hidden.

Man, It Just Feels Like There's Endless Places To Search.

The Terrain Is Challenging In Here,

But Worth It If We Find The Treasure.

[Bleep]

Gates: I'm In Yellowstone National Park

Scouring The Backcountry For Forrest Fenn's Treasure.

I've Split From My Fellow Searchers

So We Can Cover More Ground,

But I've Just Stepped Into Trouble.

[Bleep]

[Bleep]

Ow.

Okay.

Ow.

Whew!

Okay, Well, That Hurt A Little Bit.

[ Breathing Heavily ]

At Least I Got Downhill In A Hurry.

Okay.

Bruised But Undeterred,

I Rejoin Yasmine And Jp At The River.

At Least If I Fall There, There's A Lot More Cushioning.

♪♪

♪♪

After Hours Of Prospecting For A Little Box Filled With Gold,

We Still Haven't Struck It Rich.

As I Think About The Perilous Terrain,

I Start To Wonder.

Could An Elderly Person In Failing Health

Really Have Pulled This Off On His Own?

Gates: This Is Not A Young Guy.

He Was In His Late 70S When He Went Out To Do This.

Do You Think A 79-Year-Old Guy With A Big, Heavy Treasure Box

Is Gonna Walk A Half-Mile Up A River?

Depends.

He Grew Up Out Here, So...

He Probably Could Walk Further Than We Can.

Right.

Gates: Despite Jp's Faith,

The Longer I Spend In Yellowstone,

The More Doubts I Have That The Treasure Is Here.

I'm Not So Sure An Ailing Forrest

Could Make It Around Here

Carrying A Heavy Load Of Gold And Gems.

And I See An Even Bigger Problem.

Fenn Told Me That His Wife Hadn't Realized

When Exactly He'd Hidden The Treasure.

That Tells Me The Hiding Place

Has To Be Close Enough To His Home

That He Could Travel There And Return Without Suspicion.

Going By That Theory, Yellowstone Is Way Out Of Range.

I Wish Jp And Yasmine Good Luck And Leave Them To Explore

One Of The Most Gorgeous Places On Earth.

As For Me, I'm Headed Back South.

♪♪

After Hours Of Riding And Few More Sore Muscles,

I Arrive In Red River, New Mexico,

A Few Hundred Miles Closer To Forrest Fenn's Home.

This Small Rocky Mountain Town

Is A Base For Hiking And Fishing In The Summer

And Skiing In The Winter.

But More Importantly, This Is Where I'm Set To Meet A Group

Who Believes That This Is The Gateway To Fenn's Hiding Place.

Meet The Wrights.

Hello. How Are You?

Nice To Meet You.Nice To Meet You, Too.

This Is My Mom, Connie.Hi, Connie.

Sheryl.Hi, Sheryl.

This Is Elle.Hi, Elle.

Hi. I'm Gabby. Gabby.

Olivia.Olivia.

How Many People Are In This Car?

We Are Three Generations.

Three Generations Of Treasure Hunters. I Love That.

Do You Think You Have The Spot?

Like 99.9%.

99.9% Confident. I Like Those Odds.

Well, I'm On A Motorcycle.

Okay, You Might Get Wet. You Want To Ride With Us?

I Will Take You Up On That Offer.

It's Looking A Little Nasty.

Can We All Fit?

♪♪

Gates: As We All Pile In,

Long On Enthusiasm But Short On Space,

It's Hard Not To Feel Like The Wright Family Van

Is One Big Clown Car.

Okay. Here We Go.

But We Quickly Get Down To Some Serious Forrest Fenn Business.

How Many Treasure Hunts Have You Gone On?

A Lot.

I Personally Have Probably Been Out Looking 40 Times.

Wow.

We Hunted In Snow. We've Hunted In Rain.

We've Spent The Night At Locations.

Over The Course Of The Drive,

I'm Impressed With How Much Effort The Wright Family Has Put

Into The Search For Fenn's Prize.

But I'm Starting To Wonder. Are We Ever Going To Get There?

What Do You Guys Do Here In The Car To Pass The Time?

All: ♪ 99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall ♪

♪ 99 Bottles Of Beer ♪

♪ Take One Down, Pass It Around ♪

♪ 98 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall ♪

♪ 98 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall ♪

♪ 98 Bottles Of Beer... ♪

♪ [ Slower ] 14 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall ♪

♪ 14 Bottles Of Beer ♪

Gates: And Then, Just As I'm About To Lose My Mind...

Is This It?

This Is Where We're Going To Park.

Okay. Let's Go Hunt Some Treasure.

♪♪

In Less Time That It Takes

To Sing Another Verse Of "Bottles Of Beer On The Wall,"

We're Racing Into A Forest Armed With A Metal Detector,

But It's Not Clear To Me

That This Place Is Ripe For Fenn Treasure Hunting.

Why Here?

The First Stanza Gets A Searcher To New Mexico.

Gates: Connie Is The Wright Family Puzzle Master.

She's Worked Through Fenn's Poem And Come To The Conclusion

That "Hint Of Riches New And Old" Refers To New Mexico

And That "Warm Waters Halt" Are In Carson National Forest.

We Take Off Down The Trail,

Some Faster Than Others.

This Family Has A Ton Of Energy.

They Are Literally

A Quarter-Mile Up The Trail From Me.

They Do This All The Time.

They Go Out Into The Woods

And Try To Find Anything That Might Be A Symbol,

A Marker That Could Lead Them To Treasure.

Got Anything On The Metal Detector Yet?

-Nah. -Bottle Caps And Shoes.

Gates: Nothing That Sounds Like The Treasure.

Nah.

The Kids' Energy Is Infectious,

And Pretty Soon, I'm Finding Clues, Too.

Here's A Symbol.

You Have A Star Carved Into A Stump.

Anybody Like That?

No. I Don't Think That's --

I Totally Just Found A Cool Symbol,

And Everybody's Dogging Me.

Adults?

Nobody's Impressed By My Star Symbol?

After An Hour Of Seemingly Aimless Searching, Though,

Our Path Suddenly Splits In Two.

There's A Big Fork Here.

We Got Multiple Choice Now. Which Way Do We Go?

The Family Sees The Answer In Fenn's Poem

With The Words "The End Is Ever Drawing Nigh."

Old-Fashioned Horse And Buggy.

If You're Gonna Go Left, That's Nigh In Horse Talk.

You People Have Either Got This All Figured Out

Or You Are All Completely Insane.

Which Is It?

I Think We're A Little Bit Of Both.

A Little Bit Of Both. All Right.

Let's Keep Looking. Come On.

I Have To Admit,

The Location Does Seem Promising,

And I Buy That A 79-Year-Old

Could Hike This Route Twice In One Day

To Hide His Treasure.

And We're Only About A Three-Hour Drive

From Forrest Fenn's Home In Santa Fe.

He Could Easily Make It Here And Back Without Being Missed.

Everyone Is On The Lookout,

Searching Every Nook And Cranny For A Sign.

Bring The Metal Detector Up Here!

You Got Something?

Looks Like Someone's Been Digging Here.

[ Metal Detector Beeping ]

Guys, We Hear A Beep!

Right Here. Check It Out.

I Think It's The Treasure.

Guys, I Feel It. Right Here!

I Think It Is It!There's Something Here!

Bring The Metal Detector Up Here!

You Got Something?

I'm Deep In The Mountainous Forests Of New Mexico

Searching For Fenn's Treasure.

Looks Like Someone's Been Digging Here.

I've Joined The Wrights,

A Family Fanatically Committed To The Hunt.

Guys, We Hear A Beep!

Right Here. Check It Out.

I Think It's The Treasure.

Guys, I Feel It. Right Here!

I Think It Is It!There's Something Here!

Hold On. I Got It.

Oh! Yeah!

This Is An Extremely Old Beer.

This Beer Is So Old That It's Punch-Top.

Okay, Right Now, We've Got One Beer Can.

[ Laughs ] Whoo!

Gates: Unless This Vintage Can Has A Million-Dollar Deposit,

I'm Not Sure It's Worth Holding On To.

If You Can Find A Six-Pack Of Those Chilled,

I'd Really Appreciate It.

All Right, Let's Keep Looking.

Their Enthusiasm For The Treasure

Is Only Matched By Their Enthusiasm For Everything Else.

You Feel This In Your Heart, And It's, Like, Beating

And You Know You're Gonna Find It.

I Call It "The Treasurebeat."

The Treasurebeat?The Treasurebeat.

You Feelin' The Treasurebeat?

Yeah, You Have To Do It Like That.

Okay, Let's Get On The Treasurebeat.

♪♪

Their Positive Attitude Pays Off

Because It's Not Long Before We Get Another Big Hit.

[ Metal Detector Beeping ]

Guys, We Got A Big Hit!

What Do You Got?

Oh, My Gosh.

It's A Horseshoe.

Oh, My God. Look At That.

Look! We Found A Horseshoe.

That Is An Old-Looking Horseshoe.

It Still Has Nails In It. Think This Could Be A Clue?

If Anything, It's An Omen.

Fenn Does Talk About Horseshoes.

That Might Mean That We're On The Right Track.

You Came Here Because Of Horseshoe Lake.

And Now You've Got A Horseshoe Buried

At The Foot Of This Bridge.

Yeah, It's Pretty Cool.

I'm Kind Of Becoming A Believer Here.

With Sundown Approaching,

The Wrights Are Calling It A Night, And So Am I.

But They'll Be Back Here Looking Again Tomorrow.

The Wrights Are Clearly Committed To The Hunt.

And While Their Devotion

Might Ultimately Lead Them To The Prize,

It Could Also Be What Keeps Them From Finding It.

If Everything Is A Potential Clue,

It's Tough To Know If They're Truly On The Right Track.

On The Other Hand,

There's Something Really Cool About Their Search.

When The Subject Of Fenn Came Up During The Drive,

The Girls Put Down Their Phones.

Look At The Peak Through Here With The Snow Up There.

Whoa!That's Pretty.

♪♪

Gates: And While They Didn't Find Fenn's Hidden Chest Today,

Three Generations Are Enjoying The Outdoors Together,

And How Rare Is That?

I'm Hanging Back To Pack Up With My Crew

When One Of My Cameramen Spots

What Looks Like The Initials "Ff"

Carved Into A Tree.

Jj, What You Doing In There?

There's An "Ff" On The Tree -- Forrest Fenn.

It All Adds Up? All Adds Up.

Jj's Gone Full Treasure-Hunter Crazy.

[ Metal Detector Beeping ]

Oh!

Gates: Forrest Fenn Fever Is Apparently Contagious.

Why Don't You Dig With Your Hands? Like A Real Man.

I'm Not A Real Man. I'm A Cameraman.

[ Both Laugh ]

There's No Split Here, You Know.

Just 'Cause You're Here Doesn't Mean You Get A Cut.

What Is That?

Oh, My God, Jj.

Oh, My God. You Know What You Just Found?

Forrest Fenn's Toenail Clippers.

Maybe He Had Good Hygiene. I Don't Know.

This Is Why You Work The Camera.

Once Jj Realizes He's About To Get Left Here For The Night,

He Suddenly Gets Back To Work.

The Trip Back To Town Is Long And Winding,

And There's Not Many Rest Stops Around Here,

So When I See A Group Of Cars Parking On The Side Of The Road,

I Decide To Pull Over And Stretch My Legs.

[ Horse Neighs ]

Rodeo -- Trademark Of The Cowboy And Symbol Of The American West.

[ Cheering ]

♪♪

I've Got A Front-Row Seat For The Festivities.

At This Point, My Best Friends In The World

Are The Three Metal Bars Between Me And The Very Angry Beef.

I Love The Rodeo.

If There Was Ever A Time To Be A Spectator,

It's Right Now.

Unfortunately, I Have A Familiar Face,

And Familiar Faces Get Trampled.

Announcer: Josh. Come On Out, Josh.

Come On Out, Josh, On The Fence.

Josh.

All: [ Chanting ] Josh! Josh! Josh!

Josh! Josh!

This Is A Terrible Mistake.

What Does The Makeup Do?

Does It Keep The Bull Away From Me?

No, It Draws It Closer.It Draws It Closer.

The Two Circles Of Makeup

Constitute The Entirety Of My Training To Be A Rodeo Clown.

You Ready? Yeah.

Gates: They Release The Bull,

And For A Moment, Everything Is Fine...

[ Bull Bellows ]

...Until It Decides It Wants To Kill Me.

Okay, It May Seem Like I'm Not Particularly Good At This,

Although, In Fairness, This Is My First Rodeo.

You Guys Are Crazy!

What The Hell Is Wrong With You People?

The Bull Is Back In Its Pen,

And We Graciously Agree To Call It A Tie.

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We Got A Low Bridge.

[Bleep] That's Real Low.

I Don't Know -- Hell, That Is Close.

Down, Down, Down, Down, Down.

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Gates: It's A New Day.

The Sun Is Shining, The Birds Are Chirping,

And I'm Wishing I Hadn't Slept

Through That Intro To Poetry Course Freshman Year.

"As I Have Gone Alone In There

And With My Treasures Bold,

I Can Keep My Secret Where,

And Hint Of Riches New And Old."

What The Hell Does That Mean?

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Well, There's One Woman

Who Believes She Knows Exactly What It Means.

I'm En Route To Meet A Hunter

Who May Have Conducted More Fenn Treasure Searches

Than Anyone Else,

And She's Narrowed The Starting Point

Down To An Area Just Outside The Town Of Taos, New Mexico.

That's Where I'm Headed Next.

Forrest Fenn Often Talks About His Love Of New Mexico.

It Surely Has A Lot To Do With

The State's Abundant Natural Beauty.

But Fenn Clearly Also Has An Affection

For The Native Peoples And Their Artistic Skill.

As I Near Taos, I Encounter

The Ancient Settlement Known As The Taos Pueblo.

By Some Estimates, This Site Is Over 1,000 Years Old,

Making It The Longest Continuously Inhabited Settlement

In The United States.

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Putting It All Together Reinforces My Suspicion

That Fenn's Treasure Must Be Close.

I Arrive In Taos,

Where I'm Looking Forward To Meeting With A Treasure Hunter

Who Agrees With Me.

[ Whistling ]

Start With A Base Of A Native American Culture,

Sprinkle In Some Spanish Seasoning,

And Then Add A Dollop Of The Old West,

And You'll Start To Get The Flavor Of Taos.

If You've Ever Looked For A Way To Combine

Immense Amounts Of Turquoise, Feathers, And Dream Catchers,

This May Be The Town For You.

I've Investigated A Lot Of Mysteries Over The Years,

But Perhaps The Strangest Mystery Of All

Is Right Here In Taos --

Southwestern Art.

Taos Has Long Lured Writers, Artists,

And Creative Free Thinkers Of All Types.

So A Guy Riding A Horse In The Middle Of The Street

Hardly Draws A Glance.

Gates: You Don't Find A Lot Of Towns

Where People Dress Like This With A Sword On.

It's Very Sharp.

A Naval Sword From Argentina.

Anyway, Let Me Put This Sword Away.

Yeah, Why Don't We -- Why Don't We Do That?

Taos Is A Vortex For Creative People.

There You Go. That Was Like Three Times.

I Don't Understand How Anybody Does This.

Do You Think That If I Stay Here Long Enough,

I Could Soak Up Some Of That Creativity?

Yeah, Your Hair Will Get Longer. Lots Of Things Will Happen.

A Couple Days Here, I Could End Up On A Horse...

Oh, Yeah....Dressed Like Zorro.

Whoops. Easy With That.

Gates: I'm Happy To Report That The Creative Taos Vortex

Didn't Cost Me My Head,

And I'm Gonna Need It

If I Have Any Chance Of Cracking Forrest Fenn's Cryptic Poem.

To Help Me, I'm Meeting Katya Luce,

Maybe The Most Dedicated Fenn Treasure Hunter Of Them All.

How Long Have You Been Looking For The Treasure?

A Little Over Two Years Now.

Two Years? And Are You From New Mexico?

No, I'm Not.

I Moved Here From Maui To Search For The Treasure.

You Relocated Just To Look For The Treasure?

Yes, I Did.

That Is A Serious Commitment.

Yeah.

When I Read That Poem, I Was Hooked.

I Couldn't Sleep For Six Weeks.

I Was Up All Night, All Day,

And The Adrenaline Just, You Know, Fed Me.

Do You Think You Know Where The Treasure Is?

I Believe I Do.

How Big An Area Are We Talking About?

It Is A Pretty Big Area,

But I Have A Plan Of How To Narrow It Down.

You Do? Yeah.

Are You Afraid Of Heights?

No. [ Laughs ]

Katya Thinks That Fenn's "Warm Waters Halt"

Refers To A Spot Along The Rio Grande River

Just Outside Of Taos.

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Katya's Plan Is To Follow The Clues Of The Poem In Order

To Hone In On A Place That We Can Explore By Foot.

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The Next Clue In Fenn's Poem Reads,

"Take It In The Canyon Down,"

So From Here, We Follow The Rio Grande

As It Continues Through A Canyon Called The Taos Gorge.

The Poem Then Tells Us To, "Put In Below The Home Of Brown,"

And Like In Yellowstone,

These Waters Are Stocked With Brown Trout.

The Term "Put In" Is Often Associated With Boating,

So We're On The Lookout For A Place

Where A Boat Can Be Slipped Into The River.

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Sure Enough, It's Not Long Before We Hit Pay Dirt.

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To Crack The Next Few Lines In Fenn's Poem,

We're Going To Have To Get Wet.

The Rio Grande Can Be Treacherous,

And Recent Rains Have Made Things Worse.

So We've Recruited A Local River Guide

With 40 Years Of Experience To Give Us A Hand.

Ready? Forward!

Gates: It's Unlikely

That Fenn Rafted His Treasure To The Hiding Spot,

However, There Seems To Be Several References To Water

In The Poem.

Katya Believes The Treasure May Be Hidden

Close To The River's Edge.

It's Picking Up.

So We've Got Our Eyes Peeled

For A Landing Or A Trailhead,

Something Near The Water Line

And Easy To Hike For A Guy Like Forrest Fenn.

You Ready? White Water, Here We Go.

Come On, Digging It Forward!

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Big Rock!

Whoa!

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Hang On!Whoa!

Whoo!

Yeah!

-You Okay? -Yeah!

-You All Right? -I'm Good.

Curse You, Forrest Fenn!

Wow. What's Ahead?

We Got A Low Bridge.

[Bleep] That's Real Low.

I Don't Know -- Hell, That Is Close.

Down, Down, Down, Down, Down.

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Gates: I'm Barreling Down New Mexico's Rio Grande River

With Treasure Hunter Katya Luce.

We're Closing In On Fenn's Riches.

We Got A Low Bridge.Oh, My Gosh.

But Right Now, We're Worried About Keeping Our Heads.

[Bleep] That's Real Low.

I Don't Know -- Hell, That Is Close.

Down, Down, Down, Down, Down.

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Oh, My God. Tight Squeeze.

We Made It.

I Mean, That Is Like Down To The Inch.

Whoo! Nice Work.

In The Poem, The Words After "Home Of Brown" Read,

"From There, It's No Place For The Meek;

The End Is Ever Drawing Nigh."

Nothing About This --

The Rushing Water, The Soaring Cliffs --

Is For The Faint Of Heart.

Seems To Me Like We're On The Right Track,

And Then Something Catches Our Eye.

Do You See That?

Yeah, This Looks Like A Great Spot To Look.

A Clearing On The Bank Leading To A Trail,

And Not Far From The Main Road Above.

I Think This Is A Sweet Spot, For Sure.

Okay. Let's Get On Foot, Then.

[ Metal Detector Beeping ]

Gates: Katya And I Have Finally Got Our Boots On The Ground,

And We've Brought A Metal Detector To Aid In The Hunt.

As We Proceed Along The River's Edge,

We Stumble Across Something

That Fits The Next Lines In Fenn's Poem.

This Will Be Your "Heavy Loads And Water High."

I've Got A Good Feeling About This.

As We Climb Up A Pathway Just Above The River,

We're Left To Decipher The Final Clue.

"If You've Been Wise And Found The Blaze,

Look Quickly Down, Your Quest To Cease."

The Word "Blaze" Can Mean A Fire,

But It Also Means A Trail Marker.

Katya Thinks It's Some Permanent Symbol Or A Unique Rock.

Check That Out.

What Do You Got?

Well... Oh, The Opening?

What Do You Think?

It's Like A Perfectly Square Opening.

What If The Direction Of The Sun --

That's Basically West.

The Sun Sets Behind It.

It Would Punch Right Through It.

Yeah, It Would Create A Beam -- A Light Blaze.

Which Is One Of The Definitions Of A Blaze, Right?

Totally Is.It's Fire Or Light.

So The Light Would Come Right Through There

And Go...Over There Somewhere.

High Pile Of Rocks?Yeah.

I Don't Know If That's Crazy Or You're Absolutely Right.

And He Also Says He's Very Into Indiana Jones.

And That's Very Indiana Jones.

Yeah, That's Like The Well Of The Souls

From "Raiders Of The Lost Ark."

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I Say We Go Explore.Come On.

Gates: A Trail Of Clues Fit For A Hollywood Thriller

Might Finally Be Reaching Its Dramatic Conclusion.

[ Thunder Crashes ]

We Got Thunder.

And Then, Almost As If To Keep Us From Discovering The Truth,

The Sky Opens Up To Slow Us Down.

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The Thunder Gods Are Talking To Us.

Yeah, I Think They're Telling Us

We're About To Be Hit By Lightning.

The Rain Is Keeping Light From Beaming Through The Rock Window,

And The Targeted Hill

Offers Hundreds Of Places To Hide A Small Chest.

So Katya And I Each Try To Work Out

Where That Blaze Of Light Would Hit.

Katya!

Katya, Come Here And Check This Out!

Where Are You?

Up Here!

Looks Like We Got An Overhang Here.

Oh, My God. That Is So Cool.

I Do A Scan, But The Detector Doesn't Pick Anything Up.

Katya Isn't Too Surprised.

No Readings.

We're Talking About A 10X10x5" Treasure Box.

In A Way, It Is A Treasure

Because We're Out Of The Rain For A Few Minutes.

This Is What I Picture When I Picture The Treasure.

Yeah.

Not Buried, But Hidden Underneath Something.

So If Not Here, A Place Like This.

Exactly.

And This Whole Canyon Is Full Of Places Like This.

Did You Bring Food?

[ Laughs ]

If Not For Forrest Fenn,

How The Heck Would Two Adults

End Up Scrunched Up In A Tiny Cave

In The Middle Of A Lightning Storm?

Exactly.

He's Created A Reason To Have An Adventure.

He Sure Did, And He Brings Us Back Into Our Childhood.

The Rain Lets Up,

So Katya And I Spend A Few More Hours Crawling Around

And Hiking Over Boulders Big And Small.

Forrest Fenn's Treasure Really Could Be Right Here,

Just Below My Feet.

But At Least For Today, It Has Eluded My Grasp.

There Are An Estimated 35,000 Fenn Treasure Searchers

Scouring The Canyons, Rivers, And Mountains

Of The American West.

Like Them, I'm Certainly Feeling Frustration.

But As I Stand Here Looking Out At A Dramatic Canyon,

Listening To The Sounds Of Rushing Water,

I Realize That I Haven't Come Away Empty-Handed At All.

"As I Have Gone Alone In There

And With My Treasures Bold,

I Can Keep My Secret Where,

And Hint Of Riches New And Old."

Gates: While No Treasure Hunter Has Found The Hidden Box,

At Least Not Yet,

Something Tells Me

That Each Of Us Found Exactly What Fenn Intended --

Adventure, Kinship,

And The Thrill Of Exploring The American West.

That Is The True Secret Of Fenn's Treasure.