A true emblem of the Old Port of Montreal, it is difficult to miss the Silo # 5, a gigantic concrete structure south of McGill Street. The complex consists of 206 silos and an amalgam of buildings built over a period of more than fifty years,...
In the Basque Country there are several generations who have grown up by drinking milk from the Beyena company, a regional source of pride, well beyond its nutritional values. Every day, hundreds of trucks were leaving the factory located in Bilbao with their precious cargo of a wide variety of dairy products to serve the region.
The company is described as a strong and everlasting business. Yet, the new millennium has shot down Beyena. In May 2000, after a decade of turmoil, the last workers are thanked and the plant is abandoned.
Left to his fate since then, the building will be squatted and prey to looters. Stripped of its metal, tagged and vandalized by kids, the plant is not in very good shape today. It is also said that the looters, sometimes up to 30 at the same time, dismantled facilities at the sight of all. Pipes, son of copper, iron chests, window frames and even tin roofs are stolen and resold by these adverse explorers. Despite police patrols, nothing seems to discourage thieves. Exasperated, the owners decided to build a wall around the building. Alas, it was too late.
Despite all these years, the injuries to the factory and the peeling paint, Beyena logo is still visible on the walls. As if the Bayena plant refuse to die ...
A true emblem of the Old Port of Montreal, it is difficult to miss the Silo # 5, a gigantic concrete structure south of McGill Street. The complex consists of 206 silos and an amalgam of buildings built over a period of more than fifty years,...
More than a century of expertise in the construction of mega steel structure that represents hundreds of projects from coast to coast. The company's story began in 1879 in Toronto, where a group of businessmen sniff a bargain following the...
For several times I passed by this little factory located in an old industrial area in the Eastern Townships, but I never been inside. Each time, I wondered if it was still active or abandoned. I must say that several tiles were broken, but I was...
When I was a kid, I often traveled with my parents and my brothers in Los Santos, the village where I was born. Each time when we approached, my father used to say: "Beware, I will give a penny to the first one who will see the smoke of the plant...