Our equity sources are local investors, who come to us by word of mouth, and institutional equity. To set the table, Shannon Waltchack’s portfolio is 50% retail, 40% office and medical office, and 10% other. We are currently looking for retail and office properties. So I thought I’d use the opportunity of this commentary to enlist all of our readers to help me find our next real estate treasure. Len, on the other hand, has been on a hot streak and it’s really starting to bug me. It’s like I’ve been sitting in a deer stand for the whole season, and I’ve only seen does and button-bucks. Unfortunately, I’ve been on a seven-month dry streak. I haven’t found anything, nada. The other three principals-Tim, Andrew, and Len-also share the same mission. One of my primary duties at Shannon Waltchack is to look for things to buy. She’s been on hundreds of trips and has yet to find anything.
Or even better, print both out, take them home, pour a drink and read on.Īfter reading the story I immediately identified with Katya Luce, one of the more dogged treasure hunters. She sold everything and moved from Hawaii to be closer to the treasure. If you like stories about eccentrics, non-conformists, celebrities, buried treasure and the wearied people who chase it, read this story and then come back to the commentary. His enigmatic story has attractedįeatures in Newsweek, stories in The Huffington Post, and appearances on the Today show.Īnd still the treasure remains out there to be found. Starting at $100+) and a cryptic map in his newest book, Too Far to Walk. In fact, he’s left two clues, a poem in his limited edition book, The Thrill of the Chase (copies But not for himself-for anyone whoĬould find it. Treasure box to a secret location in the Rocky Mountains-and hid it. Ĭarrying out a plan he’d schemed since purchasing that chest, the 80-year-old Fenn took the 42-pound He tucked away the collection, with a sevenfigure value, in an ornate bronze lockbox in his home, until five years ago, when. And his story has struck a chord with me.įor twenty years, the fanciful Fenn, an acclaimed Santa Fe art dealer with a penchant for celebrities, collected an astonishing array of rare treasures: gold coins, Ceylon sapphires, ancient Chinese carved-jade faces, and Alaskan gold nuggets the size of chicken eggs. Have you heard of him? He has all the makings of the swaggering hero of a Western novel. But this character is real.