My interaction with Borenore goes back a long. way. My Mother lived there for a while before she was 10. When we came back to Australia for a short while in 1964 or 1965, we stayed for a while at the neighbours place in Borenore. Since then we visited occasionally, and it is one of the places that is part of my soul. I do not remember it, but my mother thinks we went to the caves as children. She had been there, but at the time it was private property. The caves are now opened to the public. I did not have my torch, but was still able to wander through the lime stone karst.