The Oil Factory
Named after some gnomes who cooked up very high quality hash oil there. A great spot, close to the beer store, close to home, but buried in the woods. My stepson and I grabbed a case of beer and headed out there a couple of years ago, much smaller than it used to be, bastards built apartment buildings on most of it. But the cliff I jumped off of to avoid arrest once was still there. When the cops had us all surrounded that was the only exit and I was drunk enough that it didn't hurt until the next day

Got lucky for the first second and third time there. Great memories!