Treebeard LbNA #4132 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | Adoptable |
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| Plant date: | Not specified |
| Location: | |
| City: | Ithaca |
| County: | Tompkins |
| State: | New York |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Found by: | BibliochickMS |
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| Last found: | Jun 16, 2007 |
| Status: | FFFFaFFFFFFFF |
| Last edited: | Mar 18, 2023 |
"Because with this group, everything's an effort!"
Terrain: Easy
Difficulty: Clues are slightly ambiguous
Note: Please do not make comments about this box on the database; if you have problems, let us know directly by eail (listed at end of clues) - thanks
UPDATE: Box recently relocated to (very) slightly different hiding place
CAUTION: In late May, while checking this box with my 12 year old daughter, we encountered two men engaged in a sexual act on the trail. We have heard many times that this park is a hook-up location for men who then use the trails for sexual interaction, but have not given it any credibility. When we reported this to the city police, we learned that our experience was not unusual. This box will remain in place for now, but may be relocated in the future. Please be aware of this possibility if letterboxing with children. This is not meant as a discouragement to find or hide boxes in this park; in fact, more trail activity might help motiviate those contemplating executing in public what should be done in private to at last seek seclusion.
Ent:
When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the mountain-air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair!
Entwife:
When Spring has come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade;
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid;
When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill the air,
I’ll linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair.
Ent:
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold,
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold;
When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!
Entwife:
When summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown;
When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town;
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in the West,
I’ll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best!
Ent:
When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay;
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day;
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain
I’ll look for thee, and call to thee; I’ll come to thee again!
Entwife:
When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness falls at last;
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past;
I’ll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again:
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!
Both:
Together we will take the road that leads into the West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.
J.R.R. Tolkien
The Two Towers, part II of The Lord of the Rings
The Ents figure prominently in the defeat of the wizard Saruman in Tolkien’s The Two Towers. Review the chapter entitled “Treebeard” to refresh your memory or learn about the great sorrow of the Ents, the loss of the Entwives. The song above is Elvish and serves as both a reminder of this great loss as well as an ember of hope for reuniting and beginning a peaceful life together at some distant time and place.
At the southern end of Cayuga Lake is quaint old park; manicured lawns, sailboats skimming blue waters, a patchwork of farm fields on the surrounding hillsides. Adjacent to the tidy park lies a wild area favored by area birders and anglers. Have the Ents and Entwives finally found their home together in the West?
Drive into the park past the playground and park along the lake. Cross the grassy area in the middle of the park, heading towards a creek separating the park from a golf course. Cross a foot bridge and follow the path to the right. Two trails head into the forest to the left before you reach a second foot bridge; choose the second trail. Do not be hasty! Hrum, hoom! Ent toes burrowed into the soil can trip you up! (6/06 seasonal note: shortly into the forest the trail now branches near a couple of fallen trees - one to the right of the trail and one literally ON the trail you want follow. Walk beside the downed log - or the trail branch to the right if the log is gone.) Your destination is but a few Entstrides, but what that means in human measurements is unknown. Continue on the path until it splits to come close the water’s edge or run behind some shrubs; when it comes together again, look up ahead – Root and twig, could that be old Fanghorn himself? If so, the Ancient One has become decidedly tree-ish. Hoo, come now! No need to worry about disturbing his slumber, it would take something very great indeed to rouse him. His beard, tossed over his shoulder, has grown down his back – check there to see what might have found a place to lodge. Well, there's nothing there anymore. Look immediately to the left and see an entling, reaching long limb towards the sky. His bark backpack has dropped to the ground, broken but still encasing what you seek. Helpful Hint: Better bring long rubber gloves to retrive this box, the poison ivy is out of control everywhere in this park. NOTE: In wet weather the path can be quite muddy and the mosquitos merciless!
Please email us if you’re one of the first finders or if there is a problem with the box: Debbie T., “the Bee” at DLT22@cornell.edu, Leslie, “Lily-o’-Vale” at LA4462@msn.com
Terrain: Easy
Difficulty: Clues are slightly ambiguous
Note: Please do not make comments about this box on the database; if you have problems, let us know directly by eail (listed at end of clues) - thanks
UPDATE: Box recently relocated to (very) slightly different hiding place
CAUTION: In late May, while checking this box with my 12 year old daughter, we encountered two men engaged in a sexual act on the trail. We have heard many times that this park is a hook-up location for men who then use the trails for sexual interaction, but have not given it any credibility. When we reported this to the city police, we learned that our experience was not unusual. This box will remain in place for now, but may be relocated in the future. Please be aware of this possibility if letterboxing with children. This is not meant as a discouragement to find or hide boxes in this park; in fact, more trail activity might help motiviate those contemplating executing in public what should be done in private to at last seek seclusion.
Ent:
When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the mountain-air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair!
Entwife:
When Spring has come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade;
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid;
When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill the air,
I’ll linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair.
Ent:
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold,
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold;
When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!
Entwife:
When summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown;
When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town;
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in the West,
I’ll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best!
Ent:
When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay;
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day;
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain
I’ll look for thee, and call to thee; I’ll come to thee again!
Entwife:
When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness falls at last;
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past;
I’ll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again:
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!
Both:
Together we will take the road that leads into the West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.
J.R.R. Tolkien
The Two Towers, part II of The Lord of the Rings
The Ents figure prominently in the defeat of the wizard Saruman in Tolkien’s The Two Towers. Review the chapter entitled “Treebeard” to refresh your memory or learn about the great sorrow of the Ents, the loss of the Entwives. The song above is Elvish and serves as both a reminder of this great loss as well as an ember of hope for reuniting and beginning a peaceful life together at some distant time and place.
At the southern end of Cayuga Lake is quaint old park; manicured lawns, sailboats skimming blue waters, a patchwork of farm fields on the surrounding hillsides. Adjacent to the tidy park lies a wild area favored by area birders and anglers. Have the Ents and Entwives finally found their home together in the West?
Drive into the park past the playground and park along the lake. Cross the grassy area in the middle of the park, heading towards a creek separating the park from a golf course. Cross a foot bridge and follow the path to the right. Two trails head into the forest to the left before you reach a second foot bridge; choose the second trail. Do not be hasty! Hrum, hoom! Ent toes burrowed into the soil can trip you up! (6/06 seasonal note: shortly into the forest the trail now branches near a couple of fallen trees - one to the right of the trail and one literally ON the trail you want follow. Walk beside the downed log - or the trail branch to the right if the log is gone.) Your destination is but a few Entstrides, but what that means in human measurements is unknown. Continue on the path until it splits to come close the water’s edge or run behind some shrubs; when it comes together again, look up ahead – Root and twig, could that be old Fanghorn himself? If so, the Ancient One has become decidedly tree-ish. Hoo, come now! No need to worry about disturbing his slumber, it would take something very great indeed to rouse him. His beard, tossed over his shoulder, has grown down his back – check there to see what might have found a place to lodge. Well, there's nothing there anymore. Look immediately to the left and see an entling, reaching long limb towards the sky. His bark backpack has dropped to the ground, broken but still encasing what you seek. Helpful Hint: Better bring long rubber gloves to retrive this box, the poison ivy is out of control everywhere in this park. NOTE: In wet weather the path can be quite muddy and the mosquitos merciless!
Please email us if you’re one of the first finders or if there is a problem with the box: Debbie T., “the Bee” at DLT22@cornell.edu, Leslie, “Lily-o’-Vale” at LA4462@msn.com