
The Beckton Alps.
"Derelict land isn't bad — it's just been abandoned." — Julie Bargmann
Sat in the middle of a housing estate, a sprawling retail park and the A13 is a 36m high pile of industrial waste from the Beckton Gas Works, which operated between 1870 and 1970.

In the 70s and 80s this toxic heap was reimagined into a dry ski slope — 'The Beckton Alps' — maximising the panoramic views over east London and the city beyond. An almost unrecognisable symbol of optimism by today's standards. Taking something unwanted and turning it into something remarkable. True alchemy.

Since the slope closed this heap now sits idle, enclosed by a spiked fence, acting as a bastion of ecological restoration.


The slope is now covered in a sea of mosses, wildflowers and dense thickets of trees and shrubs. Scorched ground and graffiti scatter through the remains of the old infrastructure — moments of freedom and connection, shielded from the monotonous, surrounding urban sprawl.

