CLUE #8
Survey the land for the upper hand—
Surrender or take the hit;
Don’t go bust, just make your stand:
Double down after the split!
From there, it’s a snap to find our cap
By moving from pine to pine;
Through the rough, discover a gap
Connecting three in a line.
Disappearing into the clearing,
A hundred yards north of the trail—
Move boldly forward, persevering
To find the holy grail!
Deep in the park, an ancient mark
Upon the forest floor
Has held the line amid the pine
Since 1854.
The Ritter Farm Ghost looks over the post—
A monumental duty;
A few steps south on the path endmost,
You’ll find the bottle cap booty.