Another June arrived to taunt me about succeeding with the quest.  Thirty months have passed by since I took up the challenge.  The closer I came to solving the mystery of the missing gold bars, the more impressed I became by Matt’s planning.  He went to great lengths to hide the treasure and the hardware he used.  I believe his thoughts were that if he didn’t return until next year, there would be no issue finding the gold.  In a forest of tangled brush and new growth, or even in a burned over situation, Matt’s fortune was safe.

But he couldn’t have predicted the use of modern technology to find his hiding places.  My decision to go with White’s top detectors yielded far better results than I’d imagined.  Part of my success thus far has been a correct read of the details.  And to date, I am very confident I am on the right trail.  The pieces of this puzzle have fallen nicely into place.

My comfort in nature has been a great help.  It’s very likely that most searchers eventually looked for good reasons to give up the challenge.  Not me.  The idea was put to me once that I looked for the proverbial needle in the haystack.  As a one time farmer I knew the haystack eventually dissipated as the livestock were fed over the winter.  In my twenty-five years of serious agriculture, I reduced many haystacks to the point of disappearance.  And with modern technology, the needle was detected.  Or will be.