The Charles Hackley Scavenger Hunt

06/21/2025

06/21/2025

Good luck

06/20/2025

The final map, in pieces three,
The FINAL prize for those who seek.
Part three arrives at tomorrow's noon,
So check back then, and none too soon.

06/20/2025

(2 of 3)

06/19/2025

(1 of 3)

06/15/2025

The final chapter now begins,
Where shadow leans and silence wins.
No more riddles, no more rhyme.
But fragments lost in place and time.

Three parts I’ve drawn, a map once whole,
Now split to guard the buried goal.
One piece, three days shall be revealed,
To show the ground where prize is sealed.

No single scrap will lead alone,
But joined, they point to what was sown.
Watch close, for what comes next is true:
The final test belongs to you.

The trifecta of final clue,
Thursday, Friday, plus one new,
By Saturday morn, all pieces shown,
You’ll know where the grand prize treasure’s sown.

- C.H.

06/08/2025

When daylight fades and dusk takes hold,
The next of clues shall then unfold.
Stay near, stay sharp, the hour grows late,
Tonight, at dusk, turns your fate.

- C.H.

06/07/2025

You’ve followed trails through dust and rain,
Through whispered clue and weathered grain.
You’ve pieced the past with clever eyes,
And stirred a town with no disguise.

You’ve wandered parks and halls of lore,
Found secrets tucked in hinge and floor.
Each step you took has lit a spark,
In hearts once quiet, now proud and stark.

So I, though gone, am moved to see,
A city’s soul in unity.
For history breathes not in stone,
But in the hands who claim their own.

Tomorrow brings a penultimate test,
One final riddle after next.
Prepare once more with steady aim,
And carry forth this noble game.

- C.H.