Burnt Echo by Rhys Dylan EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Rhys Dylan
- Language: English
- Genre: Murder
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‘WE COULDN’T HAVE PICKED A BETTER day.’ Dennis Phillips inhaled a
lungful of air and stared out across the empty grassy undulations leading up
to Bryn Bras above the Rheidol Valley.
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Gareth Walls looked up from adjusting his harness to follow Dennis’s
gaze. It wasn’t the first time the older man had mentioned it and, Gareth
suspected, it would not be the last. On the one hand, he was absolutely right.
They could not have picked a better day for it if the weather, temperature, and
situation were the only criteria.
But the prospect of clambering down a half-collapsed mineshaft, to find
the root cause of the rotten smell reported to the Visitor Centre at Nant Yr
Arian by a bevy of walkers over the last couple of days, raised another
question altogether. No such thing as a “good day” for that, Gareth reasoned.
And yes, he realised that this provided a training opportunity, and if he
wanted to be a part of the call-out team for Mid and South Wales Cave
Rescue, he needed stuff like this under his belt.
When Dennis had called to say he and Arfon were going to Ystumtuen
and across to Yr Het Fawr on Wednesday evening, Gareth had needed a
translation for the spot on the landscape: The Big Hat. An abandoned
mineworks to the northwest of the village. The Visitor Centre at Nant Yr
Arian, in tandem with the silver and lead Mining Museum close by, had done
much to encourage people back to the area after Covid had done its worst.
The establishment of the Silver-Miner’s hiking trail to Devil’s Bridge and
beyond was proving popular with the more active visitors.
Less popular was the new and terrible stench emanating from one of the
old shafts close to one trail at a lookout point. And so, Dennis, known to
everyone locally as the go-to bloke for everything pothole related, had taken
a call from the Centre the day before and immediately contacted Gareth to
see if he was up for it.
He was.
Or, at least, in the bravado buzz following three pints of Brains SA,
courtesy of the Black Lion pub, where he’d been when he took the call, he
had been. But in the here and now, geared up with his two significantly more
senior colleagues, second thoughts were intruding. He wasn’t a complete
novice, of course. He’d been down deep holes dozens of times and had even
pitched up to offer his services at Ffynnon Ogof Du in the Beacons when a
guy got trapped after falling and breaking his jaw. One of almost a hundred
that turned up to offer support; a sentiment which had been applauded and
admired as an example of how close knit a community cavers were.
But this… This was different. This was unglamorous, nitty-gritty stuff;
just him at the bottom with the other two at the top as support.
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