PISTYLL LIME WORKS, Llandybie, Carmarthenshire 2020
Notes on PISTYLL LIME WORKS, Llandybie, Carmarthenshire 2020
Uncertain what I would find and only half-hearted if anything much at all, I was quietly surprised how much remains at this old industrial site. The tall red brick tower although not viewable from the road, stands very tall (20 metres) and just behind that what I first thought was a railway tunnel was actually the limekilns themselves. The so-called tunnel was actually a bridge-like structure which housed the lime kilns and allowed access to the quarry fifty yards behind. The quarry is now a lake and covered in Bulrush reeds and was a pretty site after walking from the dark limekilns.
Uncertain what I would find and only half-hearted if anything much at all, I was quietly surprised how much remains at this old industrial site. The tall red brick tower although not viewable from the road, stands very tall (20 metres) and just behind that what I first thought was a railway tunnel was actually the limekilns themselves. The so-called tunnel was actually a bridge-like structure which housed the lime kilns and allowed access to the quarry fifty yards behind. The quarry is now a lake and covered in Bulrush reeds and was a pretty site after walking from the dark limekilns.
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By Melanie Heath: It's a shame there's not public access as it's a pretty spot. On an old map it showed an offshoot from the railway leading there, did you see the old mine cart? We would have stayed longer but I was anxious that we were trespassing. By Garr: As a kid I used to live in the nearby village of Derwydd in the early 90s. Me and the local lads always used to be on our bikes exploring the hidden ruins in the region. This Pistyll was one of my favourites, but is a very sad and eerie place at dusk.
The last time I was there it was frozen over and I fell through that ice and took a mouthful of that ancient filthy water. It was the worst thing I ever tasted and had a very cold uncomfortable bike ride home, then a bollocking from my father for dripping water all over the house. By Garr: As a kid I used to live in the nearby village of Derwydd in the early 90s. Me and the local lads always used to be on our bikes exploring the hidden ruins in the region. This Pistyll was one of my favourites, but is a very sad and eerie place at dusk.
The last time I was there it was frozen over and I fell through that ice and took a mouthful of that ancient filthy water. It was the worst thing I ever tasted and had a very cold uncomfortable bike ride home, then a bollocking from my father for dripping water all over the house.