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Apr 19, 2018 11:34:15 GMT -5
Post by voxpops on Apr 19, 2018 11:34:15 GMT -5
The biggest hint is "nautical", but the number also has significance in my solve. It could be that he honestly made a mistake when he used Google Earth for the story. Stintz Airport is exactly 619 miles as the crow flies but knot nautical. Benefit of doubt comes into play on every turn with Mr Fenn! The number does not relate to distance, IMO. |
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Apr 19, 2018 12:02:14 GMT -5
Post by voxpops on Apr 19, 2018 12:02:14 GMT -5
It could be that he honestly made a mistake when he used Google Earth for the story. Stintz Airport is exactly 619 miles as the crow flies but knot nautical. Benefit of doubt comes into play on every turn with Mr Fenn! The number does not relate to distance, IMO. I should add that I don't think FF makes mistakes with those written sources. He has said that he proofreads his emails three times; I suspect that he is even more careful with his books. If one thinks there's a mistake, it's mostly likely our own error. |
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Apr 20, 2018 9:05:02 GMT -5
Post by rahrah on Apr 20, 2018 9:05:02 GMT -5
Nautical....nave, center of a wheel, hub, middle, central point of something. Fenn never uses the word he wants you to use, he uses a word to help you connect with the word he wants you to understand.
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Apr 20, 2018 16:12:07 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2018 16:12:07 GMT -5
NightMARE, it gives me the chills. Butt don't bank on it that I doe know watt I'm talking about. My lines and eyes get crossed when I get feeling low. Fear dries my mouth when I see spooky trees reaching OUT. It gives me little prickly goose bumps but then I put on some young Elvis music and dream of prancing, neigh, frolicking about the meadow like a kitten chasing a butterfly. Then I wake up and realize I had been sleep walking and stepped in a "cow" pie. Won't one of you ring my door bell "in case" I am napping again? NightMARE, it gives me the chills. Butt don't bank on it that I doe know watt I'm talking about. My lines and eyes get crossed when I get feeling low. Fear dries my mouth when I see spooky trees reaching OUT. It gives me little prickly goose bumps but then I put on some young Elvis music and dream of prancing, neigh, frolicking about the meadow like a kitten chasing a butterfly. Then I wake up and realize I had been sleep walking and stepped in a "cow" pie. Won't one of you ring my door bell "in case" I am napping again? Wild goose island (or prickly pear) . Your welcome. |
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