The Coal Mine


Located what looked to be a sleepy town in the french speaking part of Belgium, I got the impression that the huge abandoned mine would have been the heart and soul of the people that lived there. In the crisp January morning with snow everywhere, it looked especially cold and uninviting here.

The previous day was spent in Leuven which is the home of Stella Artois… Well you couldnt visit there and not see if it tasted any different (and I wasnt sure after just one)

From the front, the mine looked quite secure, the entrance was creative to say the least and a long way round but theres always a sense of elation when it pays off. Climbing through the window of one of the changing rooms into a darkened maze of porcelain. This continued over several floors, just rows and rows of pegs and lockers.

The staircases were angular and masculine, a reflection of the almost gothic architecture of the outside of the building, very grand considering it was such a practical working place.
Other rooms included a charging room, a massive array of shelves which would have been used for charging the headlamps of the miners. The clocking in line and canteen area where the ice was thick on the floor (nearly broke the camera at this point) and other areas for the transportation of the coal to the lorries which would have lined up beneath the upper platforms. The huge tower which was probable the lift mechanism threw sharp shadows over the courtyard, at this point my fingers were starting to freeze up and it was time to grab a hot drink before traveling south to the area around Chateau Noisey.

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