A recent stop in my almost forgotten 251 project. I've driven by the quarry hundreds of times but have never stopped, a few weeks ago I fixed that. It was equal parts historical and beautiful, a winner in my book. In the summer it turns into a swimming hole, I'll definitely be coming back then.
(Probably my favorite from that day: there's nothing like trying to make your grandmother squat underneath a rock with you for a picture :). She is such a good sport!)