





Today I’ll show you what our ancestors were able to build in order to mine iron ore. There used to be a mine here, and in order to continue mining, it was necessary to divert the river. That’s why two parallel tunnels were built, each approximately 1.6 km long. After a few years, however, it turned out that the ore deposit was poor and mining became unprofitable, so it was shut down. And so the river gradually returned to its original course. And what about the tunnels today? One of them is being used again—a small hydroelectric power plant has been built inside it. The other is, apart from a few leaks, empty and has become a favorite wintering ground for bats.


The hospital was built between 1903 and 1906, during the city’s period of greatest expansion. Official city sources indicate that it opened around 1905. The hospital’s heyday Its peak came in the 1970s and 1980s. The hospital had: surgery, internal medicine, gynecology, a maternity ward, a pediatric ward, and an emergency room. After it closed in 1989, problems began: population decline in the border region, a shortage of doctors, an outdated facility, high operating costs, changes in healthcare financing






The facility closed in July 2012 due to low interest. It also included a sauna and a small wellness area. A renovation was planned but was abandoned for financial reasons. The pool was drained, and the building was partially sealed off. And now, after nearly 15 years, something is happening with the building. However, it is the exact opposite of what the locals would like. The building is being cleared out, and its demolition is apparently being planned. Certain details have been redacted to protect the location.




This is the end....... The last promised tour takes us to the cleaning hall, which also houses various workshops, foremen’s offices, material distribution points, and warehouses. Of course, such a facility also requires a building with employee amenities, including changing rooms and showers, offices, filing rooms, and, in this case, an archive.

Hi, I’d also like to share some photos from a place that Clearadv recently visited A small house located along the main road in a village near Příbram It most likely belonged to an elderly gentleman born in 1962 There are several cars in the yard, most of them without license plates Inside the house, we found a printed ATM receipt showing a transaction from 2022 There’s also a garage here that was locked from the outside, but we were able to get in through a hatch in the attic, which, as is often the case, was full of all kinds of junk In the garage, we found an old, unlocked Zhiguli



It looked like I was going to end up as a piglet caretaker. Or chasing boars to ensure there was stock for breeding. But things turned out differently—as I discovered, the fire extinguisher has been empty since around 2020. Back then, the pigs must have been squealing, whining, eating, and getting fat.




🛷 I’m heading up the hill—not along a path or up stairs, but along a track that’s over 1,000 meters long. I’m walking to the top of the toboggan run. It was built for the bobsled and toboggan club. Its history dates back to September 1957. At first, people raced on a natural track, and then a concrete track was built. It has eight turns and two longer straightaways.


⛵️ Summer is slowly approaching, and it’s time to start looking for a campground. This one is right next to a large body of water—perfect for cooling off. The prices here are reasonable. It’s just such a mess. It looks like someone threw a huge party here. It’s already clear they won’t be opening this year. They haven’t opened for several seasons now.
















Once a magnificent hotel, now little more than a shelter for the homeless. This magnificent hotel complex, located on the very outskirts of Prague, offers plenty of places to explore. You can still see for yourself on some booking websites that it used to be a truly beautiful property. Slow renovations are currently underway on the premises, so I wouldn’t wait too long to visit, and I would definitely be more cautious, at least in certain areas.

Once a major border crossing, today it is a desolate complex with a vast expanse of abandoned tracks, where only a few trains pass through now. The massive station building is relatively easy to access. I only visited a small part of the building, but I think the rest is in the same condition. Please be aware that the building is in poor condition, and I don’t know what the fines are in Poland for Czech urban explorers, so be careful :).



Every railcar and locomotive has its final destination. After many years and millions of kilometers, the very last stop awaits them. In the Czech Republic, that’s usually here—unless they’re lucky enough to be sold further east or become museum exhibits. Here, they remove certain metal parts that are still usable. The rest is dismantled. Machines with claws tear it apart and send it to be made into something new. Perhaps another train, or a nail.

That’s what happens when you’re planning to visit “the best urban exploration site in Slovakia right now,” and after you finally manage to find it and figure out how to get inside, everything goes horribly wrong the day before… So at three in the morning, we set off on a backup trip to a beautiful, well-equipped civil defense shelter.


February 2026 Unguarded, but the police station is next door. We did not encounter them in the building. The main entrance is closed, but there is an alternative entrance right next to it. The building is large, with several floors of basements, one of which has a pentacle drawn on it. The EMF reacts to red there. The whole time, we felt that someone wanted us to leave and didn't want to talk much; the energy in the basement was a little different. As we walked through the building, we heard a loud noise, as if a door had slammed, but nothing else. There is a nice view from the top floor.












This motorway restaurant on our oldest artery was closed for a long time. Even though I knew about it and it was in top condition at the time, I didn't manage to visit it in time, which I still regret today. Anyone familiar with the place would recognize it immediately by its entrance, where newspapers from the world of motorsports were used instead of wallpaper. And now a little history. The closure was due to a dispute with the owner of the rest area and the land under the motorway restaurant. The company only owned the building but owed money for the lease of the land. When things got tough, the motorway restaurant mysteriously burned down, and nothing has happened since.


...Maruna replies... The hum of lathes has been replaced by the cooing of pigeons, the rumbling of presses and the clanging of hydraulic sheet metal shears has been replaced by the clatter of shattering glass falling from skylights on the roof, and the roar of furnaces has been replaced by the wind rushing through the hall. Only the comradely commitment still hangs firmly in place.







A truly beautiful spot in a rather interesting location—I never would have imagined such a gem could be found there. Unfortunately, beware: there are some idiots who claim this and other shelters as their own and lock them up, so getting in might be even harder than it seems...














There are two ways to get there, one over the weir and the other along the other side of the stream behind the fence of the complex. It is impossible to get into the building without equipment. I used a drill to remove the OSB board from the back, so it is possible to get in there for now.

So I was invited to participate in an exploration of several shelters in an abandoned factory. At first glance, it was clear that this would not be a short walk. The complex consisted of tall multi-story buildings, with a single-story structure filling the space between them. I was surprised by the overall size of the complex. We wandered around there for three hours, and I'm not sure I saw everything. The entire complex formed a built-up square measuring approximately 150 × 150 meters, but inside it felt like a labyrinth—corridors branched off, staircases led up and down. Some doors only opened to reveal more doors. The national enterprise had been in operation since xxxxxxxxxc. Initially, it was dedicated to the production of xxxxx xxxxxx machines – heavy, noisy mechanisms that represented the pinnacle of technology at the time. As time passed, the company adapted and gradually became involved in the development of the first xxxxxxxx. Then came the revolution. Like many other large companies, this colossus ceased to exist a few years later. The machines disappeared, the people left, and only empty halls remained. The buildings were rented out to various companies for some time, but even they did not last long. One by one, they left, until the complex was finally abandoned. Today, almost nothing remains of the original company. Only one shelter, which once served as an archive, remains. Inside, there are bundles of invoices, pay slips, technical plans, and documents that made sense at the time. The rest of the complex has been taken over by chaos. Everyone is there—vandals, homeless people, curious onlookers, and even stargazers.










Step by step I rise higher, the air is cool and still. I'm looking for an old saw. Suddenly something appears among the trees. It has an artificial, human shape - a large piece of rusty iron. I stop and recognise a part of each, largely covered in leaves. I'm going in the right direction. The forest remembers more than maps. A little further on lie other fragments: a twisted frame, the remains of a pulley. Everything is scattered, as if the saw had broken itself apart and left a trail. Good thing the trees don't have leaves. I can see further through the bare branches than would be possible in summer. And then it appears. A sawdust silo - tall, red and rusty. The pipes are crumbling and falling, but the silo is still standing. Behind it, roofless halls, with windows filled with strange luffers that catch the cold light. I'll stop. I've found it. Not as it was, but as it remains.



The permanent shelter, or WMD bunker, was built in 1988 and last looked after in 2004. Today it is forgotten about 30 metres underground and cannot be accessed except by an escape ladder. Although it was meant to serve as protection in worst-case scenarios, it remains abandoned and closed off from the world. The question is why no one cares about it anymore. Isn't that necessary? Has it been forgotten, or was it forgotten on purpose? And what if there's still something waiting in its dark corridors...











The civil defence shelter is used to protect the population in times of danger, especially during war or emergencies. It is a shelter built in a tunnel or tunnel in the rock, which uses the natural strength of the rock. The main purposes and functions of a tunnel shelter are: Protection from bombing and pressure waves - the solid rock provides good blast dampening Protection from radiation in a nuclear explosion Protection against chemical and biological agents (the enclosure is usually equipped with air filtration) Shelter for civilian population or important institutions Short-term survival - shelters have water supplies, electricity, ventilation, sometimes even sanitary facilities Advantages of shaft shelters: High durability due to location in the rock lower costs than building above-ground concrete shelters good temperature stability

Few would recognize the castle in this ruin, although there have been some efforts at reconstruction. And if it weren't for the Mengele manure spreader, I wouldn't even put it here, but Mengele? Really?! I think everyone should know that name, but did you know that the Angel of Death's father founded the company that made these agri-machines for 140 years? I wouldn't have dreamed that until 2016, any products would bear the name of this creature...







It was still dark when we set out to explore an abandoned house in the heart of the village. Therefore, the brightness and quality is not quite good. The house may have belonged to a lady with a disabled son before the covid. But then they both "disappeared". Apparently the lady died and the son was put in a home or moved to something more benign. The house is now dilapidated and is being sold through a realtor. But it's structurally compromised, so it's more likely to be demolished.

Former military area, I don't know if it was a VVP or just a garrison training ground, anyway the army was here from the 1950s until 2001. Gradually the area got smaller and smaller, so that in fact you can find the remains of the army much further than indicated in the maps from the 1990s. According to certain witnesses, the space was perhaps four times larger before. Part of the plain consisted of barracks, then a tank range, the Klášterec firing range, the Radost training ground, an ammunition depot and smaller training facilities. The Joy training area in particular is a rather undefined area. But simplistically, it is the area between the tank yard, the upper road and the western boundary of the area. But where the boundaries of the area were in the 1970s, for example, I have not found anywhere. Any info would be greatly appreciated. Some of the buildings are privately owned, some are standing, some are dilapidated, some are being repaired, some are pasture and some are overgrown with forest. This place is one of my favorites, anyone who has any good tips in the area, I'd be happy to chat and share ;)

A recently demolished house from a previously demolished farmhouse. The owner was a gentleman who "moved" into a retirement home, his property - a large farmhouse, eventually fell into the hands of a developer who began demolition. However, the small house, which was hardly cleared out, survived until this year. The last photo of the demolition is from this year, the rest is 2021.

There are supposed to be many interesting underground spaces in the Prague West district, unfortunately I didn't find the ones I wanted to find, but I found something else and also nice. Although the entrance is not suitable for clastrophobics ;) Apparently it was an underground sandpit, like the Swamp and so on. It's taken with a mobile phone, so the quality is not great.

A palace where a fat man and a food lover must have lived. Why do I think that? The palace had two kitchens and a food elevator. Sagging ceilings and a balcony. And right next door was a huge kolkhoz, I assume a cowshed with a calf and poultry house, so a self-sufficient operation for an endless feast. But the stairs of death were awesome. And they didn't fall down below me, which I wonder...

An interesting object that I would not have expected to find tucked away in such a godforsaken place. It could probably still be saved, with a little effort and a lot of money. Very nice cast-iron candelabra. I'm sure there was also a railing in the same style - the magnets have probably already taken that to the scrap yard.

There was once a foundry, in which there was a huge mould room, and in it, as the heart of its products, a model shop on two floors. But what would a heart be without a body? There's almost a whole town here, where they prepare the sand that will be the dough for the moulds. A city of stars touching, where even my climber friend was sick. If you walk through it, you'll see what a science it is... Slowly, how to create a Golem.

There was once a foundry, in which there was a huge mould room, and in it, as the heart of its products, a model shop on two floors. And underneath that, a welding shop... Or without the foundry, the foundry couldn't cast anything. The modeller was probably a metalhead, and according to one mould, a bit of a pervert too :)







We are walking along a dirt road - more like along the edge of it. There's less mud. I stroke the tall grass with my hand like in The Zone from Tarkovsky's novel. We look at the rusted tube of a now defunct fan. Shall we climb up? Well, I confess, fear lived there. We sent a drone up there behind us.

Morning. Zero degrees and my mouth is steaming. I'm zipping up my jacket as far as it'll go. The silhouette of a high-rise building emerges from the fog and my partner and I slowly search for the entrance. For a while we watch from the roof as the sun makes its way through the clouds. It's worth the wait... Thanks Simcha for the tip :-)


A Baroque chateau created by several reconstructions of the original fortress, which changed its owner and its purpose many times. During the First Republic, the legionnaires established an orphanage there and had the building adapted for their needs. Before the Second World War it was a children's sanatorium. During the war, rare books were stored here, protected from air raids. After the war, young Germans from the borderlands were again put to work here, before they were deported "back to the Reich", where their parents had so longed to go before the war. Then there was the apprenticeship school, the warehouses, to which the scene a la the Aurora shot still refers, and the retirement home. Today it is in private hands, there was an attempt to reconstruct it, and it probably served as a backdrop for filmmakers, but in the end it is just a trap for wild animals.





It is already a ruin, but thanks to the nice surroundings and the beautiful view from the top floor it is still worth it. The hospital is in a quite remote location, so there is not much risk of any unpleasant encounters with uninvited guests. In the higher floors, they recommend extra caution, in one part there is a roof caved in, but otherwise the complex still looks quite solid.