It´s freezing cold. It´s June and bloody, freezing cold. We have had one, single warm day this entire spring, and that was last Saturday, the 26th of May, and where do you think we spent that day? Underground.
There was an open house at one of the big forts in Boden, not far from us. There are five big ones, and one of them, Rödbergsfortet (=Red Mountain Fort) has been turned into a museum. This one, Södra Åbergsfortet (=South River Mountain Fort) will now be closed, probably forever. Closed as in buried under meters of soil. I believe the main concern is the so called "urban explorers" going in and getting hurt. Of course this was an opportunity not to be missed, and we were not the only ones to think so. The queue was long, some turned the second they saw it, others, like us, waited patiently for the almost hour and a half it took to get in. It was the only time this year so far I could have had use of a hat and some sunblock.
There are a lot of people, not just in Boden, who have strong connections to the forts. Many have had fathers, husbands and brothers working there (not so many wives and daughters, perhaps) and since everything was top secret during the Cold War, there was always something of a mystery about them. Walking through this old underground castle was clearly emotional for some.
This is the old office of "fältväbeln", the lower rank officer who was in charge of the place, making sure that the fort was running smoothly and everyone had everything they needed. A bit like a porter in an Oxford college, I suppose.
There were lots of rumours and myths regarding these forts. That they could shoot down ships in the harbour at Luleå, for example. This was not true, we have been told. But they liked to spread these kinds of tales, and perhaps they didn´t have to do a lot of lying themselves. Stories about what´s hidden often become exaggerate and fictionalized. Having something interesting to tell is social currency, and some of those tales were probably sold to spies, as well!