I grew up in the Thousand Oaks / Westlake area since the mid 70's and have rotated all the local gyms and most recently Spectrum. Before the Bay Club acquisition I seriously considered changing to a more modern gym with today's equipment and full services.
The author of the poem was an elderly Texan art dealer named Forrest Fenn. An inveterate raconteur with an infectious chuckle, Fenn was a familiar face in Santa Fe, where heâd lived with his wife, Peggy, since the Seventies.
Many claim theyâve solved Forrest Fenn riddle, but treasure hunt continues. Forrest Fennâs treasure was absolutely, positively hidden in a mountain meadow outside Red River, but someone has already claimed it. Nah, says someone else: âMy solve fits your poem like a glove.