There is a small parking lot just north of the pines, short walk to the cache. This whole grove of pine trees were planted in the 40's, my mom helped plant them when she was a young woman. After a while everybody seemed to lose interest in them and the grove became grown up with multiflora rose, honeysuckle and poison ivy. A few years back I got on the town board and I told them that I was going to clean up the pines. Well, one day, I started with a pair of pruners and a bow saw. When I waded in amongst everything I realized that I had bitten off more than I could chew. Randy, who is the town street maintainer, saw what lay ahead and used a bush hog to get most of the undergrowth. The honeysuckle vines that were hung in the trees were still left, so one day we figured we would just go and clean them out too, and after we got that done we burnt it and that cleaned it out. Now Tony Mayberry keeps it mowed and that's the way it is now.