The story is in a single word.
The ground that holds it all.
Where wheat and corn rise.
Where the herd is sheltered.
Born of one douar.
At home in every field.
In 1973, Yann Kerlann took a single tractor across the Finistère hills, working other people's fields when his own had been worked. The name on the side of the trailer was the Breton word for the earth itself — douar.
Fifty-three harvests later, that one tractor has become a fleet of three hundred, working partner farms from Finistère to Romania. The name has not moved. Neither has the principle: the work belongs to the land, the land belongs to the people on it, and we belong to both.
To become the world's largest agricultural contractor —
without forgetting the douar that started us.
Rooted
« diazezet »In Brittany, in the work, in the people who do it. We hire local, train deeply, and stay long.
Reliable
« fiziañs »On time, on quality, every season. The same crew can come back next year — and they will.
Respectful
« doujus »Of land, of animals, of the customs and tongues that hold a region together.