Three Caves Quarry

I either did or did not drink here with my friends in high school. OK, I did. It was good to visit again as an adult with my 5 month old son strapped to my chest. He either did or did not commit his first crime that day. Now that the place is «legitimized» it has lost a bit of it’s edge-​not to mention it has gained about 100 linear feet of fence that wasn’t there 20 years ago and makes it DAMN hard to get into the place. What it hasn’t lost is it’s beauty. Go deep check out the cave depths and definitely do the trail that rings the upper part of the caves. Not that I am suggesting you commit a crime or anything.

Three Caves is closed to the public, as the signs and locks on the gates make overly clear. The group I was with either did or did not ignore the signs and did or did not find a hole someone else had cut in the fence and did or did not trespass and visit the bottom of the quarry and explore the three caves. Once inside, you may or may not see signs directing you to the cave area or the loop trail around the outer edge — I wouldn’t know.
A flashlight might help if you want to go deep, more than 200 feet or so, into the caves. There are signs, provided as part of some Boy Scout’s Eagle Scout project, documenting features and plant life, and a rough path has been laid out in one area through the shallower parts of the water.
From an archeological perspective, empties, graffiti, broken fences and lone shoes indicate that many people ignore the, uh, «official» limitations on public access to this area. To quote Snow Crash:
«Ah, this is good,» Ng says. «A place where the young men gather to take drugs.» Y.T. rolls her eyes at this display of tubularity. This must be the guy who writes all those anti-​drug pamphlets they get at school.