The treasure vault awaits the clever mind, who reads the clues and seeks to find. 

Before each First Friday’s celebration starts, this treasure will be hidden in Carbondale’s heart.

The treasure chest awaits its discoverer.

Through Main Street’s charm and gallery halls, past murals bright on building walls.

The treasure waits where artists gather, where community bonds grow ever stronger.

So, gather friends and family near, let the hunt begin without a fear.

For somewhere in this valley blessed, adventure calls — begin your quest!

Where ancient Ute once walked with grace, they felt the earth’s own sacred space. A spinning force beneath the ground, where healing energies are found.

Now Eastern wisdom meets the West, in gardens where the spirits rest. Where cherry blossoms catch the light, and stones are placed with purpose right.

The mountain people knew this power, long before this peaceful bower. They sensed what modern seekers feel — the vortex makes the spirit heal.

Seek where garden meets the sky, where ancient wisdom still runs high. The chest rests where two worlds unite, above the vortex, hidden from sight.

In Carbondale’s most sacred ground, where healing and peace can both be found.