Continuing along with our day of exploration, I spotted this gem immediately after having made a random decision to turn. Large birds of prey circled me overhead, presumably because I was intruding on what they considered to be their territory. They flew their holding pattern throughout the duration of my brief visit, but offered no resistance.
On a long Sunday drive, we found ourselves in Lindsay, Ontario. It's a nice town, if you ever get the chance to see it. While heading out of town on our way back, however, we spotted this place and decided to stop for a look.
Unfortunately, it was boarded up pretty good, so inside shots were not an option. The rest of the property didn't have a lot to offer, but it was a nice diversion just the same.
Since I was in the area on a sunny Saturday afternoon, I thought I would check out the town of Chapleau, Ontario. I had never been here before and the opportunity presented itself.
Immediately as I was driving in, I spotted this tiny generating station beside the road and decided that I would stop for a look on the way out of town.
Business here began in 1918 as Holmes Blunt Ltd., opened by J.S. Blunt. The foundry manufactured car parts, predominantly engine-casting blocks for Ford.
In 1937, the workers here took part in a sit-down strike. It was shortlived as, 48 hours later, the workers were driven away from the plant by armed and violent hired thugs.
This impressive monument to days gone by stood on the corner of two country roads. Though neglect was clearly creeping up on her, she was doing her best to remain elegant and respectable. As I began to look around inside, I was a little surprised by the signs of family life that took me back to my own childhood. I too grew up in an old farm house. I had many friends whose bedrooms were decorated by wallpaper with race cars or transport trucks. My dad covered his face with soap to shave using a brush just like the one I found.