HiddenTyndall

Hey there, Province. Check it out: These are the young women who found and returned the St. Brieux stone!

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Province, many have asked whether I will be offering clues as to where Tyndall stones are hidden. I’ve promised that I would, and so I will, but I do not particularly want to. For me, HiddenTyndall is all about exploring this magical landscape we are fortunate to inhabit. The discovery of a stone should involve serendipity. Synchronicity. To be in the right place, at the right time, and to pay attention to the wondrous detail that makes up this world: THAT is the point.

I do not wish all the stones to return this year or next or even 20 years from now. This project is meant to take time. The only real clue I can offer is that you get out into Saskatchewan and explore! Enjoy every bit whether you discover a stone or not. In so doing, you will become a true participant in the project.

I’ve said my piece. Clues to follow shortly.

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Surprisingly, Province, no stones have been unturned since that early burst of springtime sightings… Until Zane found the one I hid at Claybank! Congratulations, Zane!

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Do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am – a reluctant enthusiast….a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards. – Edward Abbey

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