Back to the abandoned canal.
After the various snow storms, the country was also given a heavy fog. The kind of hostile climate I like.
Still more desert and cold than during my first visitNote1, the site
today takes mysterious, even worrisome airs.
The only people I met there were preparing to enter the former coal mine already showedNote2
in the first gallery, under the care of a representative of the SPAQuENote3...
Asking if I could join the small group to shooter inside the tile, a "no" wasn't cordially addressed to
meNote4.
We don't interfere in the affairs of the SPAQuE.
The pontoon sinks into the mist.
The hangar on rail.
The ice has fun drawing circles on the surface of the canal.
The lock of Pommerœul, barely detectable, from the end of the pontoon.
The handrail, the only obstacle to a fatal fall in icy water.
The railway bridge, at the bottom of the lock, draped with its winter veil.
A buoy, frozen in the ice.
Some shots of the Sartis mine, after the refusal of the representative of the SPAQuE.
Sartis coal mine.
The marbles formerly framing the entrance were dismounted shamelessly.
Pediment of the tallest buildings. Built in the aftermath of the First World War, it was still believed that a long period of peace was beginning...
The canal, towards the lock of Hensies.
The ghostly coal mine of the Sartis sinking permanently into the fog...
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