I found it…
The first day I walked past and noticed the bottle and thought to myself how cute may be a local student left it for a school project or something. My wife was hiking fast so kept on going.
On the way home I kept wondering I wonder what was inside that bottle. The next day we went back really early this time I told my wife hey I want to stop and see what’s in the bottle… she doesn’t like to stop for anything even if I have to tie my shoe.
Anyhow we stopped. I opened the bottle and carefully removed the papers. I was looking at my wife and she’s looking at me like – it’s taking too long – I told her OK don’t worry you go ahead I’ll catch up.
I wasn’t wearing my glasses so I couldn’t read them and the papers being all relatively the same color I assumed that they were several copies of one paper and that I should just take one and I would read it later.
Luckily I took page number one and the explanation note I rolled the rest of the papers back up and put them inside the bottle put the paper in my pocket continuing my hike and went home.
Later that night when everyone went to bed I remembered the paper fetched it from my jacket sat down in my chair and to my greatest surprise and joy began reading your story. The only problem is now I realized that I made a mistake and I needed to know the rest of the story.
I was worried that somebody else would find the bottle and they wouldn’t have the explanation note and I would never be able to discover anymore because I could not leave early the next morning I had to wait until 3 o’clock in the afternoon for my wife to get home before I could go back.
Luckily we made it back the next day and I retrieved the bottle but when I got home I realized that pages two and three are missing I think somebody like me opened the bottle decided to take one paper and put the rest back thinking that maybe they were all the same.
Anyhow I’m sitting here comfortable in my chair getting ready to finish your story I’ve researched the places that you’ve mentioned I can only imagine what an adventure that was given to ruggedness of the country.
I’ve been fascinated with Scandinavian countries I had a friend from Finland when I was a teenager my best friend is Swedish descent and a few years ago I discovered that my 14th great grandfather left Ireland for a Copenhagen and lived with a Mennonite group of people that later left for the United States in the 1640s.
Thank you so much for sharing this and if there’s anyway I can get page 2 and three to complete the story that would be great!
Thank you again so much And if you do come to Rhode Island please let me know I own a small summertime restaurant and ice cream store I would be very happy to host you and meet you
Thank you again, JR
