
Při průzkumu hlubokého údolí člověk v ostré zatáčce silnice snadno narazí na fascinující, dnes už zčásti zarostlé torzo starého průmyslového areálu. Na první pohled zaujme opuštěná historická vilka v secesním stylu, jejíž fasáda a zdobený balkon stále nesou stopy někdejší elegance. Hned vedle ní se nacházejí chátrající budovy mlecího provozu a samotné pily.Když se člověk dívá na zbytky dravého vodního náhonu, je až neuvěřitelné, jakou sílu toto místo mělo. Podle historických pramenů zde tlukot strojů a řezání dřeva z okolních hlubokých lesů poháněla jediná Francisova turbína s výkonem bezmála 50 koňských sil ($49,5 \text{ HP}$).Areál s přestávkami sloužil několika generacím, ale jeho osud se definitivně naplnil při katastrofálních stoletých povodních na začátku 21. století. Velká voda dílo zkázy dokonala a proměnila prosperující pilu v tajuplné, nepřístupné torzo, které dnes pomalu pohlcuje okolní příroda.







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 After it closed in 1989, problems began: population decline in the border region, a shortage of doctors, an outdated facility, high operating costs, changes in healthcare financing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.













The extensive area of the former heating plant is now slowly falling into disrepair, yet it offers countless interesting corners. Chemicals, drawings and pieces of original equipment still remain in the abandoned laboratories. The whole complex has a monumental appearance and an interesting atmosphere.





What can I say about this place, except that the fact that it has become an urbex is our national disgrace and an example of how Czechs "value" their history? It's a place where supposedly there is nothing... only the genius loci here is probably the greatest of all places in our country. What kind of drill did the soldiers probably experience here when Maria Theresa had it built at the instigation of her son? Did they also have some Corporal Himmelstoss, who abused his charges during the filming of On the Western Front, in peace? And what did the soldiers of the First Republic experience here? Inscriptions on the corridors written in Swabian and even the German packing of sichrhajcek remind us of the darkest period of the place, when it was a Jewish ghetto under the Nazis. Specifically, women and children, and the basement was a prison for punished prisoners. What our poor fellow citizens experienced here must strike anyone with an ounce of empathy at the sight. And perhaps think how lucky it is that the walls can't tell the story... After the war, the soldiers returned, this time the people's democratic ones. The Bolshevik slogans on the building and the one-eyed captive on horseback remind us of them to this day. Then, after the revolution, the army was still here for a while, after which pictures of Dana were left behind, and the moment they left, the deplorable dilapidation began, occasionally spiced up by the promenading of Babiš-type dummies, who also lied about how it would be better here. Meanwhile, the roofs collapsed, destroying the attic space where the children's opera Brundibár was performed during the war. The beams of the roofs hang sadly into the courtyard where ghetto prisoners were allowed to play football, and I wish this place to be saved, if only because it is part of the world's largest Holocaust memorial.
















An expedition to the largely mysterious mill, already recorded in the 1st military mapping, but nowhere mentioned as a mill, and the adjacent cottage, which was prematurely ended by the discovery of a baby blackbird in distress... Hajika and Amálka dragged me to this beautiful place with a pond with a broken dam and I am very grateful to them for that. It was fine, unfortunately she hasn't had time to add a caption to our joint album yet. PS: A little blackbird infested with bloodsucking insects was rescued at a wildlife rescue station.


The factory building of a large concern, where, apart from the kitchen with facilities in the basement and the canteen area suitable for cultural events and comrades' talks into the souls of the workers, you will also find the offices of the welding school next door and perhaps even the factory cultural officer....

no security, we met one guy from the next farm but he just drove a tractor there but apart from that nothing. a lot of insulation wool everywhere ps: as soon as it rains, the building talks we both heard voices but after researching we came to the shot we thought.
















Robert showed me this shelter with a cinema room under the factory premises of a company founded 125 years ago, which has long since lost its purpose. Only narrow, normal gauge tracks still run between all the halls, even those of the gantry cranes, reminding us of the original purpose of the complex. And at the end of the complex and a convolute of irons from Slovakia, a bardot and a piggy bank. Just for the record, during the Bolshevik era, even our fortunately now ex-president Milouš was involved here.






Beautiful cabin in the woods. We went through it with the bitch.... we haven't seen such a well-preserved and relatively tidy cabin for a long time. Unfortunately, discovering that a lot of things are missing (according to the dust and reports for thieves) only confirms me " there is no urbex like urbex" Even the genset that kept the electricity going in the cottage was stolen. And it must have given them a run for their money, because even with the bitch I had to work to get her in and out..... Whoever designed and built it must have been pretty careful. There are tunnels of passageways built to heat the entire cabin. Probably from the fireplace by the furnace. It's a shame it's deteriorating like this.... It's already leaking inside and the ceilings are wet....

An acquaintance dragged me out to an urbex and on the way out we stopped at the site of a former national company that used to manufacture refrigeration equipment. That's a thing of the past now, commemorated only by the company's name on the directives posted in the CO shelter located under the administration building of the complex...

The only thing that remains of the beautiful and peaceful environment where it was probably very nice to relax before. I don't even want to put the sad, incomprehensibly ruined interior here. The overgrown, vast, recreational area, which still contains traces of a fireplace and a fine smokehouse, certainly has its charm, I think...after all, like most buildings and areas forgotten in time. ;)












The textile factory was established in the 19th century and soon became one of the main employers in the region. It focused on the production of linen and cotton fabrics. In the 20th century it was modernised and under socialism it was nationalised and incorporated into a larger national enterprise. After 1989, privatisation took place but did not lead to long-term stability. Production gradually declined and the site was abandoned. Some of the buildings were later used for other purposes, others are still dilapidated today.

The command post of the facility is located in a shaft shelter with resistance class III. The shelter has one double entrance, as it is protected by a massive wall against pressure wave, and one emergency exit. Interestingly, it does not have a rest entrance. Next to the entrance portal is another metal door, behind which was probably once a diesel generator. What is in them today is unknown, and the room behind them is not connected to the building from the inside. A TP D-15 door has been installed behind the counterpressure wall at the entrance. This is followed by a fairly long and curved back pressure vestibule, at the end of which is a TP D-7.5 door. The heart of the VS section was the combat command center. The SBV was equipped with desks for the chiefs of the various CO groups and units. Each desk was equipped with a telephone. Air filter ventilation was provided by a FVZ-300a type station with regeneration and oxygen equipment and a separate dust chamber. The FVE sucked air through two exhaust points located above the building in the form of reinforced concrete heads, each branch had its own dust chamber. I drew the information from the website ochranne-stavby.sk I have personally been in the shelter many times and each time it is in worse condition than the last time I was there. It's really sad, but it can't be helped, the shelter is easily accessible and therefore a lot of people go there. The only way to get into the shelter is through the emergency entrance, which is not very pleasant. The main entrance is barred and it's impossible to get in. You can even get to the other side of the bars if you use the emergency entrance. If anyone knows anything more about the shelters at the Vsetín Armory I would like to know a little more about them than this one here. Thank you in advance








I get in my car and head towards a train station. Above it, in the hill, there is a shield that was supposed to protect the passengers and control the trains. I take one more look at the moon shining on my path and head down. It's a lot of crampons two between floors. And now I'm down. It's one of the biggest maybe the biggest I've had the opportunity to visit. It doesn't have a couple of rooms or dozens but it's an order of magnitude more. There's not much left that's worth it. After two hours, I see the moon overhead again and it's off to bed.

For the third time, and actually for the first time, this is the 2014 Railway Cemetery. This was the year when the rumbling of the 6 cylinders of the legendary barrows was forcibly silenced, and so I went to visit them on their last stop. On the way to them I passed a convoy of breakers, a Polish fablok locomotive from Agropodnik and already there was a glimpse of the torso of the first baruna in whose ruins was the red-hot heart of the machine. The upper part of the engine K 6 S 310 DR. A little further was a scratched bobbin and then there was a convoluted convoy of other barunks with their smouldering breasts and frowning foreheads. But then I discovered a unique feature. The two prototype units of the 470 series, URSULA and KRAKEN! There they stood, scribbled beyond recognition amongst the frogs and crocodiles, our first double-decker (if only partially) suburban units. The only two of their kind. Looking at the info on the civic association to save them, I couldn't help but recall the first time I saw them as a little puffy at a show in the company of the first eskers. These eventually made their way to the front instead. But the light is fading, so quickly back to the barracks, past the zettes that may have seen transports during the Holocaust, the tender from the UNNRA machine, or the heavy-duty fencing wagon for prefabs. In the engine room you see a traction generator, engine details, a hand pump for fuel, and at the control station a controller with train and locomotive brakes, or a speedometer. As a parting shot, the sun peeked out and lit up another bobbin and historic refrigerated car.








She was one of the legends of our industry and is said to be the only one in the world named after the capital of the country she came from. She experienced moving from neighborhood to neighborhood and built a new headquarters in one at 84, under which the CO cover was not to be missed. In this case, for 600 sheltered people, with massive doors to the freight elevator from the garage, columned halls... After the Revolution it was used as a club, then paintball was played, and even though the collector is now flooded with sewage, with water running from the ceiling, the last fluorescent lamp in one room is still flickering, so the power still comes on.


I recently recorded an album from Maple 52 - East and surroundings. My friend and I returned to the site to explore the other half of the complex, namely Maple 52 - West. It is identical in layout to the East bunker, but the difference is the condition - it is much better (not true for all rooms though). The access to the west bunker is slightly easier (the entrance through the backfill is a bit bigger), but even so, there is one minor obstacle waiting for you inside, namely the lack of a ladder. Thus, one has to descend to the lower floor and climb back up through an improvised climbing wall made of various objects "what the bunker gave." Finally, there is a small bonus discovery on the way back to the car. Date of visit: 22.3.2025




Maple 52 was one of the top-secret nuclear weapons depots in the former Czechoslovakia, built in cooperation with the Soviet Union during the Cold War. This underground facility was used to safely store Soviet nuclear warheads, which were to be kept there until 1989. Maple 52 was designed to withstand various types of attacks and to ensure maximum security for the stored munitions. After the fall of communism and the withdrawal of Soviet troops from Czechoslovakia, it lost its strategic importance and was abandoned. Today it is an interesting reminder of a period when nuclear war was a real threat. Inside, much of the original infrastructure has been preserved, such as air conditioning, power stations, water pipes, substations, etc. The entrance is filled in, but a small opening at the top allows access. Date of visit: 18.3.2025 PS: There are two identical bunkers on the site, Maple 52 - West and Maple 52 - East. My post refers to Maple 52 - East :)

The building bearing the name "Werk H" was originally intended to serve as another part of the Nazi factory for components of German military aircraft in the Rabštejn valley. The end of World War II interrupted the original plans for this underground facility and the control of Werk H was taken over by the CSLA, which set up strategic stores of supplies, especially fuel. In 1968, the Soviet army began to use the stores in addition to the CSLA. Werk H was finally abandoned in the 1990s. Apart from the building itself, not much has survived inside and one walks through rather empty corridors and tunnels. In many places, however, you can still see remnants of the original structural elements, such as lighting brackets, wiring brackets, ladders, ventilation shafts, pipes... Probably the biggest attraction is several of the original fuel tanks, one in particular is easily accessible and the more adventurous can crawl inside (top echo :D). Date of visit: 2.3.2025

Normally, the cooperative was named after the largest municipality of those it associated. This one, however, had to be named after one village because the comrades forbade it to be named after the township in which it was located. They didn't want even their famous onion variety to be associated with the name of a great personality of our nation who had made his mark in the dark history of the past regime by resisting the occupation by the armies sent here from Moscow. Supposedly to "liberate" us again. Today, the halls are mostly abandoned, serving as an Eldorado for rabbits and the spaces in between as paddocks for horses.


For me a really good urbex, it's just a pity that we had to leave after a while. According to traceable information, the chemical plant has been operating since 1933, the site is even a bit older and the buildings housed other companies before that. In the last years of operation, detergents and degreasers were produced here. It finally closed in 2009, some parts of which look like their demise came many years earlier.





Shelter for the diesel generator and its operators in a former military area. It's a little better preserved than its brothers next door. Fewer people know about it, and it's only discovered by those who know something about the workings of these bases, or manage to walk every corner of the base before security catches up with it. Diesel generator: ČKD Praha 6S160PN 120 kW











The glassworks was founded by Josef A. E. Z. (1866 - 1943). The glassworks with a refinery was at its peak between the World Wars, when it expanded its operations to include a refinery in Nový Slup. The main product range was luxury cut glass and the specialty was products with antique shapes. After 1946 the company was confiscated on the basis of Benes Decrees. Now the better preserved part of the premises is rented out and the rest is falling into disrepair.


Yes, unfortunately, this is also how a castle in the capital can end up when the owner doesn't care... It was built after 1716 by rebuilding the fortress. The French chemist and co-founder of Sellier & Bellot acquired the village and sold it to a landowner, who in turn sold it to a countess, then Ludwig Kolben rented the estate and then the former steward bought it. His brother, the director of the civic credit union in Vršovice and the initiator of the construction of the Bohemians stadium in Ďolíček, had the chateau renovated at his own expense and built a terrace in front of the west facade of the chateau. During the war it was confiscated for Gestapo purposes, during the Bolshevik era the ONV declared national administration and entrusted it, including the adjacent farm buildings, to the State Farm of the capital city of Prague. Which was the beginning of the end, given that the state farms were even bigger devastators than the Yezidis. Throughout its use, they let the grounds deteriorate, and the subsequent restituent let it reach this irreversible state....cultural monument.



Under this name, there is nothing else than an oil heating plant. It was built by the Bulgarians during the previous regime as part of the cooperation between the countries of the Commonwealth of Independent States to supply the huge vegetable farms, and according to the survivors, when it started up, soot flew out of it like five crowns. Historically, the greenhouse area of tens of hectares belonged to the State Farm of the Capital City of Prague, from where it was transferred to the Land Fund of the Czech Republic.

You turn a corner and suddenly you feel like you've been here before, like you've seen these places before. Your feeling is not deceived - we are in the places where the plot of Svěrák's famous film "The General School" was set and filmed. On the left side, in a row of tenement houses, we see a pub where the boys sucked off the guests so that daddy Hrušínský could go home and a little further on a shop where Libuše Šafránková was shopping. We come to a rusty overgrown gate and we are not in the fairy tale of the Sleeping Beauty, but right in our own "Municipal School". Or what's left of it... And if you want to see the Idiot, come to the headmaster's office.)


After what Lady Snejkys posted here, I thought to add a few views of the interior to her album...The spa, towering under the large Hrabovka, was built in 1903 according to the project of architect Jindřich Motejl. At that time it was the most modern and largest spa in Prague. On the ground floor there was a swimming pool with a capacity for up to 60 people. There was also a steam bath and massages. There were saunas underground. The first floor was reserved for rich and esteemed customers who had a pool with a glass wall, a lounge with smaller pools and an inhalation room. The second floor contained 12 baths with spa treatments. The building quickly became a popular place, visited even by Emperor Franz Joseph I during his visit to Prague. It also won an award at a spa exhibition in Belgium and a gold medal at the Chamber of Commerce and Trades exhibition in 1908. In 1984, the interest in the spa was declining, so the premises were made available to schools for swimming lessons, for example. In the 1990s, the focus of the spa changed fundamentally. The city's most famous gay strip club and travesti show was established, which had a big impact on the interior. The pool, for example, became a dance floor with a bar. And yes, inaccessible these days.




We're at a very busy intersection, and we're trying to get to a very quiet house. Finally the perfect moment has arrived and we get into the garden and then into the house itself. From the start, it's obvious that we are not the first visitors by far. Although the cottage has been abandoned since late 2022, it was quickly noticed by the burglars and so all the cupboards are left open. We slowly walk through the house, and see that it was inhabited by a grandfather who loved his grandchildren. Unfortunately, the grandfather has passed away in this world and the descendants and grandchildren don't take care of the house...







I found the first mention with the date of the mill already in 1407. Brief description: The mill was in operation until the middle of the 20th century. From about 1948 to 1970 the mill was home to the National Committee, then the Civic Committee, the Volunteer Fire Department (then the Firemen), a library, and a movie theater. In 1974 the pub moved from the centre of the village to the "mill" and the cinema and hall began to decline. The pub operated until 1991. Since then this part of the building should be abandoned. The second part is used as a shooting range. Details: The local national committee **** was housed in the mill from 1948-1970. The building was also used by the local branch of the Czechoslovak Fire Protection Union (a branch of the National Front), and there was a cinema with a public library which played at weekends. In 1952, the local National Committee began to work with the so-called Women's Committees (Czechoslovak Women's Union). In 1974 the Jednota **** established a tavern in the mill building and in 1975 the local national committee started to close the cultural hall located there. After the communist coup in February 1948, the state separated the agricultural and forestry components and the state property was further administered as Czechoslovak Forests and Czechoslovak Farms. In 1950, a unified agricultural cooperative was established in ****, which took over the mill area with a sawmill and a farmstead for the cow shed. In 1951, the Communist government established the Union for Cooperation with the Army (Svazarm) on the model of the USSR (DOSAAF), whose task was "to ensure the proper preparation of the broadest strata of the working people for the performance of the tasks of the defence of the Fatherland, to deepen the unity of the working people with the people's democratic army, to educate the working people to be loyal to the alliance with the Soviet Union and the states of people's democracy".At the lowest level of the Svazarm there were so-called clubs and circles, groups and sports teams, grouped under the basic organisation of the Svazarm, which had their own committee, chairman, vice-chairman, managing director, treasurer, housekeeper, instructors and their own members. Sometime around 1964, a "Svazarm **** Basic Organization" (ZO SVAZARM ****) was formed under the District Committee of Svazarm in **** with a shooting base that used the facility. In the 1980s, a Svazarm training centre was built in the building for Mass Conscription sporting events.




The operation of the hardening plant is glued to the brick building of the drawing plant from 1921, which is connected to the later added building of the annealing and pickling plant. However, it was from the area of one of the quenching vats that a red cockerel flew onto their roofs in 2007, so these operations have a new roof. And while in the hardening plant you can see the computer still on in the red-decorated watchmen's quarters, there is not much left in the annealing plant apart from two furnaces and transport wagons. That's about it in the lagoon. Whether it's the pickling vats with their ubiquitous acid traces or the spiking machines.





Like many of our other monuments, this Baroque-Classical court founded in the 16th century with a brewery, stables, granary and a historically valuable barn adjacent to the brewery with a unique roof construction called "l'Orme's truss" - reminiscent of a ship's keel and converted into a car park, was devastated by the People's Army. The complex was supplemented by military buildings that still bear Bolshevik slogans on their facades, perhaps from the time when the 1st Technical Battalion was transferred here in 1951, stationed here in the Fifty-seventh, which, despite a certain similarity of name, was not one of the Pétropoles. Although Comrade Švandrlík, classified as a chabrus in the TA, falsely claimed this and never apologized for this lie and, in fact, for making a mockery of what the real Pétecs had to live through. There are probably paintings of its members inside and around the training ground crawlspace. After the filmmakers, a socialist pig's paradise.

In the vicinity of the previous urbex, my friend and I found an anti-aircraft bunker, so we opened it the next day and went there to have a look. However, as soon as we went in, someone closed the exit, so we spent the rest of the urbex trying to escape the place. That's why we have almost no pictures.

We found this abandoned garden on the outskirts of Olomouc, so we went there to have a look, there was nothing interesting, just old junk and inaccessible decaying buildings. Maybe we'll try again sometime and maybe we'll try to look into those buildings too.



I once saw a thread on reddit "What was your shortest urbex and why", although I didn't contribute to the thread I'm sure I should have. I'm walking along a long beach in Holstein and I'm heading to a couple of places, a bar and two houses. First I go to the family houses, as it turns out they are carefully guarded by a local lady who watches from the balcony of the house next door. "Anyway, since I've walked 10 kilometres for this, I'll try the bar restaurant nearby, maybe I'll have better luck". And so I keep walking towards the restaurant. I cross the road and go to the property. I open the door and I'm inside. I take the first photo and I can see an old man coming towards me from the thorny bushes, immediately he starts shouting at me in German. German is definitely not my strong point, so I just stare at him and show that I just want to take a picture of the object. But he doesn't let me do that anymore and after about 20 seconds of urbex I go back to the camp. It's the first time I've been caught on an urbex so far and that ends my shortest urbex.If anything I've had a lovely afternoon walk.

I have been informed that the facility is now secure, so I have no qualms about contributing to its destruction. It's a cold Sunday morning and we're heading towards an abandoned hazardous waste incinerator. We approach the facility but we see a bunch of cars, we really don't feel comfortable being seen so we walk to the nearby skatepark, after a while everyone disappears and we finally have some free time. We crawl through the building floor by floor and enjoy this industrial gem. We go to the upper floors and suddenly we hear footsteps. It's rare that I've met someone on the urbex so it always makes me nervous, this case was no exception, luckily it turns out that it's not a securocrat or someone dangerous, so we walk through the building calmly.









Every major race had them and in such a dangerous traffic they could not miss...firemen. A volunteer corps of employees who, by name, destroyed the fire. That's how Hurvin and Spejbl used to explain it to us when we were kids. That's why not firemen. You can put out lime, or you can put it out somewhere. But the comrades were clear about that :-D




I had already seen the abandoned castle, located at the end of a village, last year, but I didn't get inside (although, as I found out today, the shaft next to the castle leading underground, which last time I thought was a remnant of a cesspool and preferred not to go into it, led to the cellar). Today, for the second time, however, I succeeded. Unfortunately, there is not much left inside, the building shows the beginnings of a never-finished reconstruction, during which all the remaining equipment was cleared out. Only two out-of-tune pianos dominate the interior.

The villa is hidden behind a high fence in an unmaintained park. The basement rooms are lined with wooden cassette paneling. All the furnishings are long gone. Only the attic is a remnant of the past. Scattered old medical records with the medical histories of patients who passed through.


‼️Recepis I have censored my personal data and the address of the house.‼️ It is a cold autumn afternoon, and I am going to take the train to Lysá nad Labem to visit my friends. I'm packing to catch the train and then I get a text. "Cs, I can't make it today, I'm moving". I'm really excited... What now, so I start calling all the people I know to see if they're going. Eventually, someone answers. And so we head out to check on the condition of a ruined villa. So we go to the villa and find an unpleasant surprise... A cleared garden, diggers, and workers.... Well, this urbex won't do anymore, so we're going to try another house nearby. Unfortunately, that one doesn't work either... Bitter, we retreat to the bus stop to go home. That's when we remember that we accidentally found another house. It's on a very busy street and the property is bordered by a rock on the other side. We decide whether it makes sense but finally we take the plunge and go. We make our way across the site, and then over the wet rock. And we're on the property! Immediately we see small windows with bars (towards the rock there are floors at "man level") we open them, we want to take a peek if it's even worth it. We get a glimpse of what the house is hiding. We were not prepared for what awaited us. A room with a toilet that, judging by the smell, hasn't been flushed in a very long time. We go down to the back door. It's slightly loose. To our horror, too easily. They don't have hinges. We quickly try to close it without making a sound, which fortunately works. Next to the door we see a window, we know from the look of it that it's a textbook example of a "push window". Finally, we're in! and immediately we see a lawnmower and a large hallway. In the hallway we also see unwrapped very rotten tomatoes with an expiry date of August, surprisingly still red! so we walk past them, and go into the kitchen, we see the fridges and so comes the moment of courage, do we want to open them? We WANT to! the lights come on in the fridge, and the margarine, peppers, rancid butter and eggs smile at us from the fridge. Interesting find. The fridge shows a prescription for the medication dated 2/15/2024. That's perhaps even more interesting. Slowly we explore the house and find a working television, or perhaps a desk for technical drawings, in addition to the now rare, antique radios. A really beautiful "new" urbex. We go out and it's already dark. Finally, we're not so visible anymore. and so we keep climbing the rock. In the dark, I don't notice the sheet metal, and it's coming apart beautifully. Luckily, we're going to the 17th of November, so there's a cheering parade down the street, in which the sound of the metal disappears.

It acquired its present form in the 1930s, as the creation of a chemical plant was previously very complex and technologically demanding. Therefore, the buildings were built gradually and had different functions and purposes in different periods. The main building was converted into a factory in 1859 from a former mill. Subsequently, there was a textile mill, which burned down twice. In 1881 there was a spinning mill, which went bankrupt, and then came another spinning mill, a glassworks and then a chemical plant, which has been producing and trading chemical and technical oils, fats and textile special preparations since 1934.


On one section of the North Bohemian Route there is a town where the tracks were first brought by the Czech Northern Railway, which did not like the A.T.E. This eliminated the possibility of a joint station, so the company only set up a stop at the present main station and built its station half a kilometre away. An abandoned newsagent's shop remains at the station, where the building and platform edges survive. From here, the line body with culverts and former level crossings runs. However, due to uranium mining, the line was relaid and so the tracks ended at the overbridge in 1989. Subsequently, mining also ended... The once splendid station lost its Art Nouveau elements during the renovation in the 1980s and since 2017 the tracks have gradually been lost, and only the TRSka on the wall of the building reminds us that it was not so long ago that trains used to run here. Inside the building, apart from the CO shelter, it is now just a mess and a waste left by local bums and awaiting demolition.

It's been a long time since I had a writer's moment, so I'm releasing this album later. It's a drizzly autumn afternoon, we're returning from an abandoned castle, yet it feels like something more. So my native partner takes me to this place. Just the way to the abandoned boiler house is quite strange for me, we are walking through a big industrial area, trucks, workers and noise around us, but nobody finds it strange that we are walking this way. As I later learn "it's normal here" So we approach the boiler house that used to heat the industrial area. We wait for the last truck to pass and the last worker to leave, and we disappear into the thicket. So we get inside the boiler house. We walk quietly through it. My partner tells us how it worked and what it was used for, a great lecture for a technically illiterate person like me. Unfortunately, he also tells us how between each visit the condition of the place gets worse and worse... We go to the small "velin" of the boiler room, take pictures of it and go to other parts of the building. Last thing we do is go through the cellars with the snails. The boiler room has become a pleasant end to the day and also to the autumn holidays.

I owe this little parade to my favourite urbex lady, because I spotted it on my way to the place Simcha told me about... After nationalisation, the company was owned by various national companies, only to produce under its original name until perhaps 2008, when the site fell into disrepair. It had quite a range of products. From perfumes and toilet waters, detergents, to industrial chemicals like Fridex... There were office facilities with warehouses, production, and packaging lines, as you will see. On the ground floor there were some historic agricultural machines and upstairs a pallet of Letka cigarette wrappers, which had experienced a resurrection after the revolution and just didn't fit in here.


In the picturesque countryside there is a village and an abandoned area used by a locksmith and metalworking company. It's been wound up and for the most part the premises are as tidy as if people had never been there. Only behind the building someone has taken down almost the entire stainless steel pub kitchen and its compotes :) And on top of that, an office that, on the other hand, looks as if it's been abandoned. Who knows what the area was originally built as.

A small-town shack that I stumbled upon while walking around one of my industrials, and which is no longer inhabited. Even the adjacent barn is no longer occupied by cows. And the speculator who bought the property, as well as others in the area, probably has no intention of being charitable, considering the state he leaves it in...



The shelter under one of the busy buildings in Mlada Boleslav, the electricity is still working in the shelter..I wanted to turn on the light and the air filtration machine started humming very loudly :))) Thanks to that, they probably closed one of the entrances after my visit, but who will try to find two more ;D or will do what they did








