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In which an old dog attempts to learn new tricks.
Corris slate quarry revisited
I'm finding it difficult to keep up with our expeditions. By the time I've processed the photos and thought about writing up the walk, we've been somewhere else.

Anyway, after our first trip to Corris, on Tuesday we had another visit there but this time explored the old quarries on the other side of the valley.

We parked the car down a back lane, crossed the main road and set off up the track leading to the quarries. We'd only gone about 50 metres when we encountered a locked gate. However, the sign on the gate only said that stealing and tipping were prohibited, and as we intended doing neither of these things, we climbed over the gate and continued towards the quarries. I have to say that climbing gates is not easy with a sprained wrist[*], but I managed.

The track wended it's way up the steep hill, and soon we reached a level area with a winding drum. Here's the view looking up to the quarry.

Slate quarry

And here's an almost complete winding drum. You don't often find these in such good condition. Usually just the stone supports are left standing and the winding gear and cables have gone.

Winding drum

This winding drum was used to lower wagons of slate down this very steep incline to be taken to the Corris railway and thence to the cities of England and further afield where they were used on the roofs of the houses.


From here we followed this slightly precarious path across the face of the slate waste tip to the old quarry. (Viewed here looking back towards the winding drum.)

Slate path

Visiting the slate quarries in Abergynolwyn and Corris has brought home the fact that photographing a giant hole in the ground is next to impossible. You really cannot capture the sheer scale of it. That first photo only shows part of the quarry. The hole extends as far down as it does upwards. Anyway, we peered down into the giant holes and marvelled at them before cautiously making our way back down the Precarious Path and thence to the track leading back to the road.

On reaching the locked gate, as G clambered over it again, I noticed that the fence a little above and to one side had been broken down, so I just walked through! Much easier.

[*] The wrist I sprained when I fell in Cardiff is much better than it was, but it'll be a few more weeks before it's fully healed.
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karinfromnosund From: karinfromnosund Date: May 5th, 2017 07:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
That is beautiful!

(I have to remind myself that wrist doesn't mean ankle, as it does in Swedish, but it still sounds uncomfortable. Take care of yourself)
puddleshark From: puddleshark Date: May 6th, 2017 10:55 am (UTC) (Link)
You really cannot capture the sheer scale of it...

Maybe not, but it still looks impressively precarious to me! Escpecially if you are negotiating it one-handed...

Fabulous pictures.
kishenehn From: kishenehn Date: May 10th, 2017 01:50 pm (UTC) (Link)
I really love this sort of stuff! I used to be very interested in industrial archaeology, and your posts make me miss those sorts of things.
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