Avast Landlubbers! Cap'n gots a tale fer thee.
Me great, great, great, not-so-great grand pappy, Cap'n Bumble Beard felt the law closing in fast on him. He hid his booty in the hills of what was Salem-Canada. Soon after the scurvy-dog Red Coats captured him. Me poor grand pappy danced with Jack Ketch from a yardarm in Boston harbor.
Me other grand pappys being Free Masons hid clues to the treasures by placing monuments at strategic spots. If ye ain't three sheets to the wind, ye may be able to find me pirate cap'n pappy's treasure. Me mason ancestors swung a great circle on der map. Over the generations, they saw to it dat monuments be placed on dis circle. Thar be three monuments. To find the booty, find the center of said circle.
From dar center head on a bearing of 337.59 degrees (not lead by compass) for 47,000 and one score feet.
I will give you three pictures of the monuments. Be not a barnicle and average ye readings to shrink ye folly.
Thar be a FTF doubloon for da first matey.
Matey, check ye numbers here: GeoChecker.com.