Early last year, Estelle messaged me with a tantalizing proposal.
“Random question,” she wrote, “but would you be interested in looking for a treasure with me?”
“OMG,” I responded. “Are you talking about Fenn’s treasure?”
I’d been following the story since it broke in 2010, lurking in treasure forums and reading recaps of other people’s failed attempts to find the chest.
Enticed by the simplicity of the poem, Estelle had convinced herself it was an easy solve.
Between June and August 2016, Estelle and I exchanged 24,000 treasure-related words over Slack and email.