Former stronghold of industry in Belgium, the city and region of Charleroi keep the indelible traces of this
prestigious past.
What remains of this arsenal of factories, workshops, blast furnaces and coal mines that made the country's wealth
until the interwar period ?
Scattered ruins, large buildings having lost their first vocation, a massacred environment and a glory that is only a vague memory.
Charleroi was the seat of the ACECsNote1. Everything related to
electricity or electronics was stamped ACECs. From televisions to NMBS/SNCB trains, aerospace and lighting. Without forgetting
the nuclear : the ACECs took a large part in the design of BR-1, BR-2 and BR-3Note2,
the first nuclear reactors of Belgium, between 1954 and 1962. During the sixties, the caroloregian company rivaled in all areas and
without problem with the Dutch giant, Philips.
Unfortunately, from the 70's, problems accumulated and finally, the venerable company founded in 1886 will be cut up between Alcatel,
Alstom and the Walloon region. We are then in 1989.
ACECs logo
Why this evocation of the ACECs ? Because it alone illustrates the infernal fall of the capital of the "Pays Noir".
Charleroi (and Wallonia in general) has miss the economic reconversion of the sixties and sink gradually, with the fatal
procession of restructuring, resumption-closures and relocations. Unemployment is skyrocketing, the population is dangerously
pauperizing and the only thing that seems to withstand the winds and tides is the Socialist Party.
From the pre-war industrial jewel, the city will become the bastion of crime, corruption and the Van Cauwenberghe
systemNote3. The city inherits the unflattering nickname of 'Chicago-on-Sambre'.
I will not go back too much on this heresy that is the "light" subway of CharleroiNote4...
Coat of arms of Charleroi
Once there, the feeling of abandonment immediately invades me.
Another thing that struck me was the reception of the local population. From the neighbor of foundry Giot to kids playing in the
street, no one has hesitated to tell me and to show me their daily life.
Obviously, few "officials" are interested in these people... The priorities are elsewhere. But where ? No idea...
To radically change the scenery and get rid of my lungs a little, detour by Beaumont.
Small tourist town perched on its rocky piton, it dominates the beautiful valley of the Hantes. A complete change of scenery only
thirty kilometers from Charleroi.
On the way to Charleroi ! Stop on a highway area with breathtaking views of the boat lift Strépy-Thieu...
... and panorama on the border between the Center and the Borinage.
Corner of Hainaut still green between two large ex-industrial basins.
The spoil tips are the main relief of the region.
Who says Charleroi says football. The stadium of the local Sporting stuck in a residential area.
Renovated from top to bottom for Euro 2000, ten years later (and a few tens of millions by the way...), it is at the heart of a legal battle between the city and the residents.
The Mambourg stadium being there well before the first houses, the people settling here knew what to hold.
A bit like settling near an airport and then complaining about noise.
This stadium is still a beautiful technical feat. Too bad it will be soon demolished.
Another club, other stadium, other environment. Welcome to the Neuville, Olympic's lair.
Evolving at a level below that of Sporting, the “Dogues” nevertheless maintain a visceral hatred towards the big brother of Sporting.
Here, no grandiose constructions, we are satisfied with an old arena built in the 1930's.
The Olympic Club should have emigrated to the Mambourg after Euro 2000 but his supporters did not look favorably this forced move to the home of the hereditary enemy.
The old club of the Neuville stadium will finally stay in its facilities certainly outdated but charming.
The Sambre, the first artery of Charleroi, passing close to the railway station.
Near the Law Courts, in the city center.
The old urban core offers a certain urban anarchy, evil that suffers most Walloon cities.
Place Emile Buisset.
Charleroi-Sud train station, recently refurbished. The station is totally isolated from the rest of the city by the Sambre.
Place Jean Monnet.
Near there, radical change of scenery. Rue de Marchienne, between a NMBS/SNCB railway line and the factories of the Arcelor-Mittal group.
Here, no houses, park or church. Only heavy industry (or its ruins) over square kilometers.
Sometimes we find a building on a human scale, among the steel monsters of the industrial basin.
The houses leaned against the bridge. The people who live here suffer enormously from pollution, in total indifference. Far off, the Giot Foundry.
The water tower of the FAFER, well known to urban explorers.
The former administrative offices of FAFER, rue de l'Alliance.
The doors definitively closed on a past gone.
On the other side of the Sambre, another known place, the old water tower of the Forges de la Providence. It shouldn't stay long standing.
The coking plant of Providence, at a standstill. When in operation, flames escaped, as well as plumes of black smoke.
The ancient water tower. In the back, ground in reconversion.
The part of the site of the forges still in activity, towards Charleroi. On the right, the subway viaduct.
A building eaten away by oblivion and pollution.
The glaucous access of the namesake subway station "Forges de la Providence".
The station (in dilapidated state) being built on a viaduct, it offers some interesting points of view.
Red light for the Providence.
All the beauty and freshness of the entrance to the subway station. There is no need to say, we feel alive in Charleroi !
Last look at the Providence.
The spoil tips are the last visible witnesses of the coal mining which made of this region the second richest in the world in the 19th century.
Things today are not exactly the same. Abandoned gas station, as a symbol of a region in full decay.
The high chimneys of the pellet plant at the Carsid site, along the N90.
A small marshalling yard, with at the bottom, the center of Charleroi.
The hyper-industrial landscape of Marchienne, where nature is struggling to resist.
Summit of a green heap. Given the nature of it, you should never walk on it unless it is explicitly allowed.
The beautiful boards of SPAQuE, which boasts of having cleaned the site of the Giot Foundry.
Houses in the immediate vicinity of the Fonderie Giot.
The Giot Foundry as a whole. For the exploration of the foundry, it's here .
Ruined by decades of abandonment and vandalism, old walls are just waiting to collapse.
After the distressing show for everyone to see, I introduce you backstage. Again, it's not sad !
These images are taken from the garden of a neighbor of the Fonderie Giot. Thanks to him for opening the doors of his house.
As we can see, SPAQuE excels in the art of sanitation. And to say that this organization is financed by our taxes ! Disgusting.
To cheer me up after the grayness of Charleroi, small jump to Beaumont. Here, we can breathe safely.
The city dominates the valley of the Hantes.
The Beaumont situation at the top of an escarpment will cause many sieges and battles.
Towards the Salamander Tower.
The gray mass of the Salamander Tower hides behind the trees.
Rue de la Poterne.
At the foot of the Salamander Tower. Built in the 11th century, it will be burned by the French in 1655 and the English in 1691.
The Salamander Tower and the Poterne, a remnant of the communal defensive wall.
Close up on the Poterne (16th century).
Below, the bucolic setting of the Saint-Julien l'Hospitalier chapel.
On the Grand'Place, the town hall (on the left) and the Prince's castle.
The Saint-Servais Church, neoclassical style. It replaced in 1775 a large Gothic church ruined by the French in 1655.
Details on the Prince's Castle. Napoleon stayed there the day before his defeat at Waterloo.
In Montignies-Saint-Christophe, there is an interesting Gallo-Roman bridge-dam.
Built in the 5th century, it allowed to replace a ford, difficult to cross because of the flow of the Hantes, on the old Roman road Bavay-Trier.
In the vicinity of the bridge, there are some fortified farms worthy of interest, as well as walks through woods or fields.
The bridge has just been restored. The proximity of a car park spoils the landscape somewhat.
Direction home !
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