The Satan Caves in Brewster
October 22, 2006 – 7:51 pm | by gaulardcom
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I thought this might be fitting, since it is almost Halloween.
If you grew up in Brewster, NY and went to Brewster High School, you almost certainly know about the Satan Caves. Ok, I am pretty sure no one from Brewster is reading this, so let me explain. The Satan Caves are actual caves situated in a very strange area between Brewster, Carmel and Mahopac. The area is home to many man-made reservoirs that feed New York City. As such, you can imagine all the construction all those years ago that made the area mysterious…reservoirs and lakes, tunnels and caverns, canals and…well, caves.
Laura and I went to a very nice engagement party yesterday in Katonah. On the way home, since we were all the way over on the other side of the river, I decided to take a little detour. Heading up Rt.22, I decided to pull off onto a dirt road next to a reservoir with a nice stepped overflow. On this dirt road is the old garbage dump that my father and I used to go to when we needed to get rid of stuff. I remember that well…riding in the dump truck full of stuff. It was always an adventure. Anyway, I wanted to show it to her. I know…it’s strange, but it was a nice Autumn day and I was feeling nostalgic. I forgot that there was so much more to look at besides that beauty of a dump. We pulled over on the side of the road so we could climb the hill to get a look at the reservoir.
This next photo is of the single vehicle bridge that you have to pass through to get to the dump. It is old tradition to honk your horn before going through. You can see through to the other side, but it is still fun to honk the horn. I gave it a few honks to show off my mad skillz to Laura.
Right past the bridge on the right hand side is the weirdest, strangest thing. I should mention that when these reservoirs were created, tunnels and channels were made too…to connect them all. In the next few photos is one of the channels that connect this reservoir in Brewster to one in Carmel. I think the building was some sort of a dam. I am not sure. Maybe if someone reads this and knows about these types of things, they will leave a comment explaining what we are looking at. All I know is, it was very quiet and the channel was very creepy. It doesn’t help that Laura gets into this kind of stuff. She likes horror films like there is no tomorrow. I hate that stuff. I am a comedy man, myself. Moving on…
You know, if the wrong type of person came back here at the wrong time, they might try to do some sort of drug. Good thing we were here to keep a lookout. So, you get the picture. Pretty Blair Witch looking.
Here is what I think of when I hear about the Blair Witch…
Ok, that is NOT me. Repeat, that picture above is NOT me. I just did a Google search for a Blair Witch picture and this came up. I am still laughing. HAHA. I think this guy is scared of the Blair Witch too.
So here is the exciting stuff. We left the canal area and passed by the old dump entrance. It wasn’t very exciting…just an overgrown dirt path type road. They closed it years ago and covered the entire area with dirt. It looks like a field today. We continued on the dirt road and I got an idea…I would show Laura the hill that leads to the Satan Caves. I read somewhere that these caves are the abandoned Tilly Foster mines.
Here is something I found written by someone who visited the Satan Caves years ago:
The satan caves are old mines on the land of an old abandoned summer camp. To get there you need to walk through the woods, preferably in early spring when the grass hasn’t begun to grow much, for about two miles. Hopping over fallen trees and stopping every few feet to pick ticks off yourself. The ground is littered with empty beer cans and cigarette packs from partying teenagers who think it’s a cool place to get together. Once you arrive at the caves, it is hard to get near them because of the muddy ground that will swallow you whole, not literally but you will sink pretty deep. The caves are on the backside of a mountain and the openings to them are about four and a half feet high. You can’t see a thing inside, even with a flashlight.
One time during my high school days, two friends of mine decided that they wanted to see the place for themselves and they invited me along for the trip. After school we packed our back packs full of snacks and Gatorade and rode our bikes five miles to see the infamous place. It was also rumored, this comes from the mouths of my parents, that a kid they went to school with was beaten buy a couple of jocks and left to die in one of the caves during the 1970’s.
When my friends and I got there, we didn’t know what to do. We just stood there looking at the caves from a distance of about fifty feet. That was when I heard a girl’s voice say the words “help me.” I passed it off the first time I heard it because the two guys didn’t seem to notice it, but when I heard it again, the young girl’s voice saying, “help me” this time a little louder than the previous time, my two friends did here it and they immediately looked at me. I knew it was real once they heard it too, and we bolted out of there as fast as we could without looking back. On our way home a series of strange occurrences happened that spooked us even more. When we made it to the main road, one of my friends was covered from head to toe with ticks, but neither I nor the other kid had even one tick on us. Then we began to ride our bikes again and the same kid who was covered with the ticks fell for no apparent reason and cut the palms of his hands, very close to the wrists. I fell off my bike almost immediately after him and scraped my bare knees. When I looked up at the other kid who had not fallen, I immediately noticed the crucifix dangling around his neck. He was the one who made it home without a scratch or even a single tick stuck to himself.
That is some freaky stuff. We got to the hill and I opened the door to go up the hill. What the heck…it looked shorter than I remembered. It has been a while though…
I used to go up to these caves with my friends Rob, Gary, Pete and Frank. It was kind of like “Stand By Me.” We lived that movie. We used to hear so much about the place, but hadn’t gone up yet. Finally, when Gary got a car, we made the trip. We hiked up the two hills and made a right towards a huge ravine type side of a mountain. There she was…a huge cut out of a rocky cliff, dripping with water…and a small steel double door. It was dark and wet, with lots of green moss. Like stated above, there were beer cans and junk left over from partying. We slowly creaked the door open and inched through to discover there were tracks on the ground. We had to balance on them because there was about 6 inches of water covering the entire area. We continued through in the pitch black, just a small light from one flashlight. There were multiple caverns, divided by large steel walls and a door in the middle. Everything was covered with rust and water. There were smaller tunnels leading to nowhere along the sides of the main cave. We continued through a few more caverns to come to an odd end. There was a large rock dead ahead with a rubber hose hanging from above. We looked up about fifty feet and saw a small hole…about one and a half feet from side to side. There was daylight shining through. We hung and bounced on the hose a few times to make sure it was strong enough to hold us. Slowly, each one of us climbed the hose to emerge out of a large, steep funnel type hole at the top of the mountain. We crawled up the sides of the funnel in the leaves and realized where we were…about a half-mile from where we started. This whole trip was completely different than anything we ever expected…
Ok, back to the present day. I talked Laura (without much effort) into climbing the hill with me to see the entrance of the caves. I thought this would be the perfect Halloween type thing to do. The caves are enough to freak anyone out. We made it up the hills pretty quickly, even though the ground was wet. When we came around the corner, we saw what we came for…only there was a huge pile of dirt covering the steel doors.
This is the entrance to the Satan Caves from below. The photo below I took from the top of the hill, right at the doors. I guess the town or someone came and closed the entrance off.
You can see a little closer in the photo above. It looks like the entire cave system is filled with about ten feet of water.
The building on the right is totally ruined and full of beer cans. I have no idea why anyone would want to be in there drinking beer. Laura loved the caves and I bet she would’ve gone in, if it wasn’t filled with water. I have to watch this one…
So there you have it…the Satan Caves in Brewster. They do exist, but you won’t be able to go inside unless someone goes up there with a backhoe to move that dirt and drain the water.
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35 Responses to “The Satan Caves in Brewster”
By Paul on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
This reminds me of the “Chinese Mansion” in Millbrook. It was actually an Italian villa on a large hill. Rumor had it that it was built for this guy’s wife, but she died before it could be finished, so they just stopped working on it. That was aroun 1890. It sat empty (and still might be) in the middle of the woods. There were several dirt roads that were patrolled by the land owner. We used to sneak one by one and try to take something that proved we were there. It was pretty creapy on a cloudy day when the wind was blowing…
By gaulardcom on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
I am not sure if I mentioned this in the post, but I believe these caves were part of the Tilly Foster mines. There is another section of the mines over near Simon’s Auto Wrecking. The one near Simon’s is a totally different mine and is in kind of like a peninsula that juts out into the reservoir that is right in front of the end of Rt.312, heading towards Carmel. That mine is now filled with water and looks like a lake. You probably wouldn’t know it if you saw it.
By Steph on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
Wow, I remember the Satan Caves. We used to go at night. I bet Laura would have loved that! We climbed down some of them and I remember it being slippery.
That old house/shed had beer cans in it 15 years ago. It does look a lot worse now though.
Oh yeah, and there were tons of bats EVERYWHERE….
By Kristin on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
My goodness, I used to live in Brewster and never even heard of the Satan caves, though I certainly knew about the dump and the Tilly Foster mines. I certainly didn’t let my sons explore anything so demonic and dangerous. Your mother should have kept a better eye on you.
You are a very good writer, Jay, have you ever thought about writing a novel?
By gaulardcom on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
You know, when we were in there, we never even gave the fact that the place was filled with bats a thought? That kind of weirds me out.
and…
I bet you are a great mother and your son appreciates your watchful eye. By the way, there is no way I would be able to write a novel. I almost can’t finish these posts…I am usually on to something else.
By Kristin on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
I should only hope my son appreciates me! When I think of what I’ve been through with that boy …
What you do is a collection of stories - like Garrison Keillor. Just one a day and before you know it - a best seller! I personally have saved many e-mails from my son and will publish them one day when he isn’t looking.
By Laurie on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
I used to work at the camp next to the caves. We used that camp while the one in Mahopac was being “remodeled”. I think the caves were old iron mines. I have been in them and have seen the tracks for the carts. When you are rowing a boat in the lake/reservoir you will find other “tunnels” that have since filled with water from the reservoir. These were all covered with wire mesh though so no Girl Scouts would swim into them and get trapped. Boy, Brewster was such an adventure wasn’t it? (I remember ripping my jeans climbing over a fence trying to go into the cave system. We didn’t go in too far; only about 20 feet or so. It was so dark.)
By gaulardcom on Oct 23, 2006 | Reply
And here I am thinking that the Satan Caves are some hidden mystery only cracked by a few people. It seems that even the most tender of people have visited…my sister with the GIRL SCOUTS!
Ok, my toughness just got flushed down the toilet. Well, I am glad that everyone got to see them and has some stories to tell. Maybe you can tell the kids about the caves as a Halloween story.
By Adam B on Oct 28, 2006 | Reply
Great shots of this place. Those 4 tower like structures were smelters for the ore they mined. I used to ride ATVs back there along time ago. Looks like alot of development back there now. Its a really great place to expore although Ive heard they chase people out of there now.
By Mike P. on Nov 4, 2006 | Reply
I used to go in those mines with extension ladders and lanterns in the late 80’s. The Iron orr used to make the chain that stretched across the hudson at west point came from those mines. It connects to another entrance on the hill behind Brewster train station.
By gaulardcom on Nov 4, 2006 | Reply
You’re kidding. There is another entrance behind the train station? How far does it go in? This I have to see…
By chris on Dec 1, 2006 | Reply
You are going to think I am kidding, but I am the one who put that boat in there. I swear. I live less than a mile from that entrance. BTW bad things always happen when we go there. Not horrible, but there are always a couple of injuries, etc. I ride my dirt bike on the other side of the mountain in the former dump. Couple of nice jumps there, but it gets overgrown.
On the other side of the train tracks from the dump is another small outlet from the mines. Too small to get in. Must be an air shaft or something. It’s on some kind of electrical or gas pipeline that you can follow down from over by the arched one lane bridge.
Also, in the summer there is an awesome swimming hole on the other end of magnetic mine rd. Make a right out of the road and it’s on your left before the causeway starts. Follow the trail to the cliffs. Follow it even more up the hill for the big jumping spots. THIS IS IN HE RESERVOIR SO YOU CAN GET A TICKET! Make sure and park somewhere down the dirt road or you’ll most likely be paying 100 bucks in court.
That boat holds water BTW, it’s just swamped. you can empty it and it’ll be fine for a few hours at least. Dont Get Lost!
By picasojo on Jan 15, 2007 | Reply
eh Jay,
Me and my childhood friend Morley used ta have adventures in them there caves when we was kids. we’d ride are box cart scooters down the dirt road with are lunch pails and a flint stone. we’d scramble up the hill and walk through the huge iron door at the entrance. we spent the lazy afternoon hours of summer catching leapin frogs and lizards. That led us further into the caves. Yea caves, there was an eloborate system of limestione caves that formed naturally. Morley was a bit yella about going past the darkness so i gave him the small torch we would light with the flint. he led the way, nervously looking back at me and calling, ” Rindcliff, you there?” sometimes i would stand completely still until the caves were filled with Morley’s heavy breathing followed by whimpers and then full out screams RINDCLIFF???? I would laugh and them sneek behind him and spook him. He usually dropped the torch and it snuffed out in the running stream at our feet. we had 5 adventures summers exploring the caves systems off the old dirt road. Morely and i wnet on to explore many greta places in our late teens and throught our adult lives. tahnks for the memories.. Rindcliff
By lj on Feb 16, 2007 | Reply
Man i’ve been in the past to both the cliffs in the reservoir and the caves.i needed the boat to get into the one pictured but there are more if you climb the hill.crazy times.
By ken on Mar 27, 2007 | Reply
Im goin to the satans caves on thursday, should be awesome
By Eric on Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
I grew up in Shenorock and heard many stories about the mines as a kid. Would like to get together with a few people some weekend in May ( I’ll be up that way on vacation) and do some exploring. Hope to hear from anybody soon….. Bothur8@yahoo.com
By Michael Maruzzella on Apr 16, 2007 | Reply
There are 18 posts about the ‘Satan Caves’ and although the paragraphs
are personal references from childhood recollections, many of the facts are misleading about the history of Simewog Hill.
Urban Legend #1:
The caves are natural, made of limestone which reacted with groundwater to produce natural cavities underground.
Fact:
There is no significant quantity of limestone. Limestone would have been with the iron-ore ( both used in the steel making process )
Urban Legend #2:
I always heard that the caves lead to an underground connection with the reservoir.
Fact:
The Cave is actually a 1300′connecting tunnel to join two mines, and ease
the transportation of iron ore to the tramway ( cable driven ore bucket loader) and eventually to the Furnaces in Cold Spring Foundry, Peekskill iron stove Co.l, and Franklin. N.J.
Urban Legend#3:
The steel sheds were used to store dynamite.
Fact:
The mine used compressed air and a jackhammer-like drills to dislodge the iron-ore. Most mines of the 1860’s- 1880’s used similar machinery. The sheds are most likely used in the mushroom growing enterprise in the 1960’s ( they contain shelves and were climate controlled and locked ). The shallow trays found inside the mine along the narrow gage tracks are probably the growing boxes that were transferred from the sheds to the mine during the initial stage of the mushroom growing process.
Urban Legend #4:
The are assorted references to the 11 side tunnels found inside the mine
Fact:
The 11 small tunnels were dug by Bethlehem Steel during World War Two to test for the iron content of the ore. If the war was prolonged, the U.S. needed to ascertain were the best sources of steel were in the country.
Urban Legend#5:
The 4 towers are smelters for the iron-ore
Fact:
Thomas Edison ( The NY Concentrating Works ) leased this land and built this structure after the mine had been closed due to falling iron ore prices
( Andrew Carnegie began developing the iron-ore of the Mesabi Mountains
and flooding the iron market with cheap, high quality iron-ore).
The cement structure is 4 concentrating bins (separate magnetic iron-ore from low content ore, by the use of 4′ bar magnets and the process was patented by Thomas Edison Patent # 248,432 issued on 10/18/1881 ).
Urban Legend #5:
The iron-ore from the ( Satan Caves) mine was used in making the chains that were placed across the lower Hudson River to prevent the British from sailing past the Revolutionary War troops at Fort Montgomery (West Point).
Fact:
The iron-ore that was used to make the four chains that streached across the Hudson river were taken from local sources. The mines of the Greenwood group ( Bear mountain mines), and The Canada Group
( Faunstock State Park).
Urban Legend #6:
The Girl Scout Cave is an entrance to the larger ‘Satan Caves’
Fact:
The Hatfield Audit is part of the Theall and McCullom Mines is NOT
connected physically to either of the large mines. NY State Geology Bulletin dated from 1956 states that the Hatfield Audit was 130′ long and not more than 12′ deep. The mine by the pond is over 2000′ from the Theall and McCollum mine, and in the 1880’s in would be a technological feat to tunnel and connect the mines ( and for what purpose?). The Mines are part of the Brewster Magnetite District which encompasses northern Somers ( Clove Hill Mines) and the Village of Brewster (Cheever and Durant Mines).
Summary:
There are no natural caves at Simewog Hill
There was no large furnace at Simewog Hill
There are no Aliens on Magnetic Mine Road.
The pictures are of a mine, storage sheds, a NYC weir for flood control in the ‘canal’ of the diverting reservoir.
Thanks for reading by response,
Michael Maruzzella
By Brian on Apr 24, 2007 | Reply
Michael, great info!.. where did you find this? I am very intersted in finding similar history in westchester/putnam areas. Thanks in advance.
By Dan on May 21, 2007 | Reply
Hey, Me and a few friends were just there yesterday. When we got there I was instantly spooked by the reddish water in the mud and the red rocks. I assume thats all from the iron content. Then the freezing cold air hit me as we neared the entrance, i suppose theres a reason for that but it still creeped me out. We crawled inside even one of my freinds who is on crutches. Three of my freinds hopped in the boat right away. We knew about the boat form one of our friends and had planned on tying a rope to it so no one could get lost, but we abandoned the idea when we saw how big the tunnel was. Anyway They took off and three of us stayed behind. We tried to keep in touch but soon even their echoes couldnt reach us. Pretty quickly I started to wory about what had happened to them. I was worried about the serious issues of exploring an abandoned half underwater tunnel and I was pretty freaked out over spooky stuff. I stayed down in the entrance way for about ten minutes, but pretty soon the graffiti on the doors was really creeping me out. One door said Faith is reality and the other said exteme error, but that one was hard to make out . Finaly I was so freaked out I had to go stand outside. There was a frayed electric cable hanging over the side of the cliffs above the entrance and when I got outside i thought I noticed that it was lower than it had been when we went in. Every time I turned around i kept thinking this, but i was pretty spooked already. After more than a half hour went by every one shared my concern as to the situation of my other friends, so one of us decided to go look for another entrance, he found the one on top of the hill the shaft that goes down, kinda like a pitfall, but there was no way down it.
About ten minutes later our other friends returned form inside and we went up to see this other entance about half way up we decided that they would take the boat out again and switch some of the people who hadnt gone before. I was pretty much way too chicken to give it a shot so I said some of us should go up and see the other entrance (Mainly because i was under the impression that it was impossible to get down) So we split up again, a different friend of mine took a rope and tied it to a nearby tree when we got there and proposed to climb down. Now i was really worried because every thing was wet and if he fel it looked like a thirty foot drop. But he did it anyway even though I threatened to fight him. He couldnt get all the way down because his rope was to short but there were a few ledges he managed to get to. I was relieved when he climbed back up and after a while we met up with our friends who were on the boat. We left the mine
By Roger on Jun 14, 2007 | Reply
Dan (and others), depending on your age and experience, I suggest you be very careful when exploring these (and any other) mines. While its a lot of fun, things can and occasionally do go wrong and you must always be thinking about this fact and how you might cope with any number of dangerous situations. As I always tell my daughter, safety first….. please dont ever do anything you arent quite sure you can handle. I have recently explored an area where I know for a fact someone died by falling into an old mine about 2 years ago. Also, respect the property you are on and the historical significance of what you are seeing.
By Rinecliff on Jun 19, 2007 | Reply
so what if the caves didn’t form naturally, they still were adventurous for me and Morley. One time on an adventure we found old rotted out sticks a dynomite when we was trying to break into the metal containers. They was all dried out a course and we emptied out all the black powder into nice big fat sasparilla leave and rolled it into a cylinder shape. We were gonna make blow another cave on the north side of the hill, so we stuck some rolled dried grasses into it as a fuse and coated it with some more powder. It was a good idea jes bad execution. And lets jes say’ole Morley’s mom had to buy him a new pair a britches after that day. It was a hoot, I had Morley lite the fuse with the flint, it took lonegr n ‘coons age an when he finally got it lit he turned and ran so quick he hit the tree behind him with his coconut head and fell right back on the burning fuse. Why, Morley was kickin and screaming up a storm while his hair was cooking and sizzeling. I was laughing so hard, I doubled over, nearly bus a gut with laughter. Eventually I looked back down at morley with his hair all a smoking and went to stopemd it out. I nearly gave Morley a concussion when I stepped on part of his head while I was puttin out the fire. Lucky for him I also broke the fuse just before it detonated in his head.
You shoulda seen Morley with his hair burned out in the back and smokin still, why that bald patch was with him nealy till the blue moom that September. He wore his cap rest a the summer. When he got back home his ma didn’t want hear it, she jus chased him roun the house with a rollin pin shoutin more profanities than Baby Jesus would care to hear on a Sunday afternoon. Needless to say , I didn’t see Morley for a few days after that. But our adventures didn’t end that summer at all. We explored Angry-Angry Lake, Frog Bog Log and Yakamyers Cave and a 100 other exciting advetures.
I still live near the cave today and Morley never moved out his Ma’s house so when she passed in ‘72 he jes kept on living there. Now, me and Morley jes sit on our front porch and sip lemonade and remonice about are adventures. Morley’s not sore anymore bout he dynomite mishap, jes a bit bald there still.
By Vivian on Jul 14, 2007 | Reply
Hey
I just happened to find this story while browsing internet and I find it quite interesting. I’ve never been to America, sinve I live in Estonia, Eeastern- Europe, but the Satan Caves remind me of similar experiences I have had with estonian caves. The land is here really flat and we don’t have natural caves, but there are some man-made caves, old mines for example. But I would say the most interesting is the Astangu area in Tallinn, capital of Estonia. It is part of the Baltic clint, but it was closed during soviet times. There are some very weird tunnels, some more than 20 ft high, not very deep. I don’t know it for sure, but some say it was a soviet rocket base. The are is practically inside the town. Nowadays it is just a abandoned bush people go to walk their dogs, but still very charmingly and mysteriously beautiful.
Just some thoughts I had when I was looking at the pictures of Satan Caves.
By Faith is reality on Aug 5, 2007 | Reply
I was at the satan caves the other day and i had a very weird experiance, I went with one of my friends and he fell at the enterance and began to bleed uncontrollably from his arms/ wrists. As I told him to try to control the bleeding from becoming excessive, he passed out in my arms and started to turn blue. As I began to pick him up and get to the hospital, he suddenly awoke as if he was possesed gasping for air bt then became fine… The strangest part was the bleeding stopped but it became very cold and creepy. WE proceeded to get leave as quickly as possible.
By Charles on Aug 28, 2007 | Reply
I was there yesterday. I found the dirt road off route 22, then I found the single lane tunnel, made it across and ended-up in resevoir rd. I was not able to figure out where the entrance to the caves are. Can I get more details. How far from the tunnel? Is it to the left or the right?
By james on Aug 30, 2007 | Reply
i was there today and the boat is not there but the oars are any info?
By Me on Aug 30, 2007 | Reply
I went to the caves today…the boat wasn’t there anymore or I would have gone in..but anyway you just keep driving straight after the tunnel and you will eventually come to an area where you can go right..and go acrossed a bridge..or go straight..you go straight on the dirt road and then just keep driving until you see a wide open trail on the left side..park there and just walk up it’s pretty steep.
By james on Aug 30, 2007 | Reply
btw in the article u mentioned a frank and pete what is there last names?
By james on Oct 7, 2007 | Reply
i was there last night the i guess the town or someone cut down a whole bunch of trees down across the trail so its VERY hard to get up it and they closed the entrance to the cave off so u cant even go up into it anymore
By Renee on Oct 14, 2007 | Reply
Hi, I just thought it was really funny that you don’t think anyone from Brewster is reading this. Think again!
I do agree that Reservoir Road is an interesting place, though. Very pretty place to walk, but kind of creepy and blacker than anything at night. It’s an escape from suburbia hell, though, so I do enjoy spending time every now and then on this desolate little road.
As for aliens, I can’t say I’ve seen any there, though my close friend from Mahopac has regular encounters with them and I have seen a few UFO’s here and there.
Just thought I’d comment and let you know that you are wrong. Us Brewster people are out there and we will find your site!
Carry on, chap. Very cool to see others who enjoy the serene and spooky qualities of Reservoir Road and the mine system.
By Morley on Nov 2, 2007 | Reply
Hello all,
My name is Morley. My best friend Rindcliff and I use to explore the Caves when we were kids. I see Rincliff has spoken of our mis-adventures there. I was always too scared to go up to the caves but my Ma was best friends with his Pa so we just naturally became good friends. Rindcliff use explore the caves on his own in the beginning, said he didn’t want ne to come along and all. But later on he strangley changed his mine. He came home one early fall night when the moon was full and low in the sky aLL spooked and nervoous like. I was concerned because rindcliff was the most adventurous boy in our village and for him to be spooked meant something wasn’t right. I asked him and he just cussed me out and socked me in the nose.
THE next morning He ran to my house and told me he was heading up to the caves and for me to come along. He seemed to be a different boy from the night before. Seeings that it was a school day, we pretended to get ready for school and all like usuall and instead of walking to GSS we played hookey and ducked up the woods and headed towards the mine.
We were preparied with sack lunch a compass and some flint to make a fire if necessary. We arrived there and instantly heard gurgerling noises coming from just beyond the entrance. It sounded as if rushing water was going down a tub drain. when we got to the mouth of the cave which was hidden by lush green ferns we felt the coolness and the air blowing at our faces. we heard dripping noises and echos of the dripps bounced off the walls in all directions. Rindcliff had some newsprint and wrapped it around a stick with dried moss and struck his flint on the stone to spark it up. We had a nice torched which casted eerie images on the rocky cave walls. The gurgeling noise was louder and cave floor was wet with still water. My heart was pounding as we got in further past the entrance. We saw giant bats fly though our lite and hard their wings flutter. The air was thich and humid with an waful smell. We heard muffeled grunts and tearing noises off to the side. I was crying by then and wanted to leave. But rindcliff yelled at me and kicked me in the arse. I fell intom the water and cut my hand. He just laughed at me and he laughter seemed to echoe in the cave for eternity.
Just then we heard a scary growl and the pads of some creature leaping in our direction and then rindcliff was knoced to the ground by it and then whatever it was fled out of the cave. I had never seen what it was, but we smelled dead things in the cave after that and what appeared to be blood. We quickly exited the cave and ran home; by then school was over but my ma and his pa new we skipped and we both got wippins. rindcliff’s shits was rippped and he had blood on his chest.
we never told our parents the truth, just that old man Marvin’s dog attacked us when we wnet fishing.
We went back several times that fall. and each time heard noises like something was being eaten and the sound of running water. I was scared all the time but being with a guy like rindcliff made me feel strong. I just saw ridcliff over halloween and he’s talkin about visiting the caves one last time.
we’ll see..
By willzskillz on Feb 15, 2008 | Reply
i lived in Reed Farm, right there near reservoir road. always heard stories about the satan caves, but never went to visit. one thing thats not talked about is how the caves earned the name, the satan caves. i heard it was because devil worshippers would conduct ceremonies and sacrafices there. any idea?
By That Guy on Feb 25, 2008 | Reply
I heard they got that name for the same reasons. I live in Brewster 2 and I haven’t been to that entrance, but I rode my bike up the backside of that mountain from a trail in the town and passed another entrance to the caves near the top. It was a small opening closed off by steel doors with a lock on them. I remember one of my friends telling me that was an entrance to the satan caves. After that I was kinda creeped out but we just continued past and came out at the end of a dead end street off of Drewville Rd.
The view from up there was amazing, but now it may be overgrown. There was no cut trail at the time when i was up there.
I also know some history of the mine and there was a collapse back in the late 1800s and many immigrant laborers died. I think the collapse happened on the mountain behind the train station and I know the mines run under the town as well, though I’ve never heard of anyone being able to access them.
By isa on Jun 15, 2008 | Reply
how do you get to this cave ? does anyone know anthing else cool