When I was living in Carmarthen we used to go out to Merlin’s Hill. I don’t think there’s public access up there, but we were young and foolish. I remember trying to sneak past the farm without the dogs spotting us.
Up at the top is a beautiful meadow. I remember taking a very large pink kite up there and flying it. Some friends back home were looking out for the kite, but although Merlin’s Hill itself is really obvious from town, the kite was too darned small. Happy (and in hindsight very innocent) memories. This is a beautiful spot!