‘paradise is a state of mind.’
lake superior – way U.P. in michigan
summer 2025
World’s Longest Treasure Hunt Ends After 31 Years, 5 Months, and 9 Days
The world’s longest treasure hunt appears to have come to an end, after an announcement in France that a buried statuette of a golden owl has finally been unearthed – after 31 years.
“We confirm that the replica of the golden owl was dug up last night, and that simultaneously a solution has been sent on the hunt’s official chatline. The message was posted by Michel Becker, who illustrated the original Chouette d’Or (golden owl) book and sculpted the buried statuette in 1993.
Tens of thousands of people have taken part in the search, which has spawned a huge secondary literature in books, pamphlets and Internet sites. They have all been following 11 complicated puzzles set out in the first book by its creator, Max Valentin. When he died in 2009, Mr Becker took over the operation.
The complex clues were supposed to lead to a precise point somewhere in France, where a bronze replica of the actual golden owl would be found under the ground. The winner would get the precious gold original.
A documentary on the treasure hunt by French broadcaster Canal+ said earlier this year that the value of the owl is estimated to be €150,000 (£126,000). The world of chouetteurs – as the treasure-hunters are called – was in uproar on Thursday morning as news of the reported find spread.
“Finally – liberated!” reads one post on the hunt’s chatline on the Discord forum.
“I didn’t think I’d live to see the day,” reads another. And: “It’s like Covid. So good when it’s over.”
“Curiously, I’m relieved. I’m desperate to know the solutions now to see if I was on the right path,” comments another user.
Some hunters remained skeptical, fearing that the cache might have been discovered with a metal detector. Under the rules, the finder has to show that they correctly solved the enigmas and did not just stumble upon the owl by chance. The hunt was mired in legal rows for some years after Mr Valentin’s death, and not all owl-hunters accepted Mr Becker’s inheritance of the central role.
Mr Becker himself originally had no knowledge of the situation of the buried owl. The solution was in a sealed envelope in the possession of Mr Valentin’s family. But after the legal difficulties were resolved, Mr Becker read the solution and travelled to the spot to verify that the owl was still there. In recent years, he has released more clues to the owl community, triggering interest in a new generation of chouetteurs.
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“it’s not about the treasure – it’s about the hunt.”
-william ritter, american author
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source credit: hugh schofield, bbc news, paris
celebrate national coffee day with a your favorite cup of coffee and this wonderful book
it’s the incredible but true story of a young man, Mokhtar Alkhanshali,
a beverage, a history, a mix of cultures, and pure perseverance
the unlikely and winding journey he took
from here to there and back again
keeps you wondering
will his dream come alive?
with a refusal to give up
a survival instinct
and lots of thinking on this feet
you’ll follow along
with this poignant, suspenseful, moving, and often funny story
as Mokhtar struggles to keep his balance
and not abandon his people
both near and far.
written by award-winning author, Dave Eggers
you can’t help but cheer him on
and you might even learn something along the way.
Mokhtar Alkhanshali and company
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“Al-Shadhili became known as the Monk of Mokha, and Mokha became the primary point of departure for all the coffee grown in Yemen and destined for faraway markets.”
-dave eggers, the monk of mokha
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credits: Dave Eggers, 2018, NYT bestseller, Knopf Publishing
i’m the praying mantis by the window
next to the fuzzy bumblebee in the aisle seat
each headed out on our own journeys
sharing a common space for a time
love talking to strangers
their story never fails to be interesting
when i wake up tomorrow
i’ll be in portugal
maybe i’ll cross paths with the flying bee again
perhaps not
everything is possible
let the adventure begin.
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‘the earth is what we all have in common.’
-wendell berry
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art credit: Flight of the Bumblebee by Hawaiian-born Canadian author/illustrator, Eric Fan.
follow-up and resolution to yesterday’s post-
after a long spiral down the rabbit hole
in a journey to procure
a throw pillow and a rug
purely on a whim
that i didn’t really need
i went to sleep.
–
when i woke to a new day
i headed over to pick up my goods
determined to make it work
when i arrived at the store
shared why i was there
we, as a group
the only three employees and i
discovered that:
my pillow order had been cancelled and refunded
as they were never able to locate it in the store
next up:
they seemed genuinely stumped
when i showed them
the ‘your rug is ready for pickup’ e-mail
sent to me by their company
they each asked my name
looked at my confirmation
typed the order number in their computers
muttered some stuff
looked at each other quizically
and off they all went on the hunt
each in a different direction
when they returned
it was determined that
no one could find it
they discussed it again
one finally looked up and said-
‘oh, i remember finding it last night and putting in the pickup area!’
who knew?
i was not going to leave that store without my rug
so i actively began helping them find it
(do they only carry one of each item?)
they were all looking for a rolled up rug
but i found it folded on shelf instead
in –
‘the pickup area!’
so lucky i am a hobby detective
(even though i have a strong startle response)
with my refund for the pillow they never found
and the discount i battled with ai online to get
my rug ended up extremely well priced
making it even more of a treasure
last night
i laid on my new rug
without a new festive throw pillow nearby
proud of my crack detective work
exhausted and amused by the crazy process
tomorrow –
who knows what will happen
when i go to the post office and the movies?!!
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“the only way out of a hole is to climb out.”
-cherly strayed, american author, wild
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image credit: psyschology today

it’s official
before the summer is over
i’ll be traveling
on my first trip as a retired person
to visit portugal, the oldest nation-state in europe.
tchau.
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‘if there is one portion of europe which was made by the sea more than another,
portugal is that slice, that portion, that belt. portugal was made by the atlantic.”
– hilaire belloc, french/english historian and writer.
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*And the award for oldest nation-state in Europe goes to… Portugal. In 1139, Portugal appointed King Afonso Henriques as its king. Lisbon is said to be four centuries older than Rome. Due to its excellent trading location, the Phoenicians settled in Lisbon around 1200 BC.
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photo credit: planetware, the perched village of azenhas do mar at sunset, sintra, portugal
stopping for an oil change
on my way home from school
the tech went to open my hood
pausing to tell me
i had a ‘little friend’ traveling along with me
a praying mantis
who had hunkered down and hung on just below my windshield
he very carefully opened the hood
the mantis hopped up on the windshield wiper
hung out while my oil was changed
just taking it all in
other people came over to check him out
still he held his ground
the tech carefully closed the hood when finished
trying to very gently coax the mantis to go back to his safe spot
before i drove off
but the mantis would not be deterred
hung on as i drove to the book store
then i drove toward home
with my very special hood ornament
my ride along
even still hanging on
gone when i got home
perhaps he hopped off
stopping to visit a town along the way
i hope it was the adventure of a lifetime.
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“the truth is
you don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow.
life is a crazy ride,
and nothing is guaranteed.”
-eminem