Blaenau Ffestiniog 20/7/17

The quarry workings look unintelligible from the ground

Inclines and what could be steps are visible amidst the waste tips, but where they are coming from, and where they are going to feels a mystery.

I stand leaning with my notebook pinned with my left hand to the top of the wall, my body weight leaning into the wall, my left hip taking the strain. A bee sucks nectar from a pale violet flower, the sun comes and goes as clouds drift overhead.

Directly in my line of sight, beyond this wall and rooftops reaching out, is a diagonal line traversing the mountain side. A path or incline?  The distance flattens my sense of perspective. The mountain is near and far (is it real?). The path appears to reach a plateau a third the way up. There are steps. Directly ahead of this terminus is an outcrop of rock. Where is this path going?