In a more than gloomy atmosphere, let's go to the famous village of Blaton.
Almost nobody, I only met a couple of bikers, three fishermen and five cyclists. Crazy.
To stay in the same state of mind, I tried black & white. In any case, the subjects photographed didn't contain an unusual color palette.
After Blaton, I went to one of the docks of Baudour-Ghlin. There too, almost nobody.
In short, it gives a small gallery made quickly, with a motivation close to zero.
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At the beginning of the Blaton-Ath canal. Dugged between 1823 and 1826, it is almost no longer used today. It joined the old Pommerœul-Antoing canal at Blaton.
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The first lock, with at bottom, the railway line Tournai-Mons. The canal reached its peak just after the First World War. Then the traffic only went downhill.
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The canal runs parallel to the old Blaton-Ath railway line. Rails are still detectable under dense vegetation. Even the NMBS/SNCB has forgotten the existence.
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The second lock, dominated by the E42 highway bridge.
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The lock. Its doors are open only on rare occasions.
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The long house of the lock keeper.
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The bridge of the highway E42. Divided into three unequal parts, it spans the old railway line, a local road...
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... and the canal.
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A little color. The poor waterproofness of the bridge leaves beautiful green molding.
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The place is far from peaceful. At each passing of the vehicle, a snap sounded.
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The uniformity of the bridge deck. Only part entirely healthy elsewhere.
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Access to the technical space of the bridge. A colony of pigeons settled there.
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Moisture attacks the concrete little by little. Dating from 1974, it has hardly been maintained since.
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What is the use of writing anything here ? Nobody will read it.
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We are far from Lascaux...
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The day is visible across the layer of concrete. Securing, isn't it ?
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Here, a small volume of concrete is missing. Don't worry...
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Antique road sign that lost its raison d'être a long time ago. If I believe his label, he has been there since 1965.
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Formerly, trains passed here.
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The third lock, and at the bottom the fourth. One can imagine the time that the boats took to cross these many pitfalls.
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The bridge and the second lock. Now, let's go to Baudour-Ghlin.
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The west dock of the industrail aera. And, far off, a lost fisherman.
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The wharf is dominated by this imposing tower, which I suppose to be a silo.
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The deserted dock.
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The deserted dock. Good bye.
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