Few words can be as gritty as aggregate and quarry, their sounds as gravelly and coarse as their nature. Abandoned years ago, what remains is a hole in the ground, a raw wound clawed out of the earth, an empty space the size of a few cathedrals. Its edges are slowly reclaimed by gorse and other hardy vegetation, but they have but little impact on the monolithic concrete remains, once the foundations of machinery and plant. Awesome by its gargantuan scale and brutalist nature, in its abandonment and subsequent reclamation by nature, it exudes a terrible beauty, testament to human need and determination to extract what it sees as rightfully theirs.