The mine at Rödberg was closed in 1959, after several years of falling output. The all-wooden buildings were torched to ashes in 1970, including a magnificent head frame and sorting plant, all located very scenic on the top of a hill by a lake.

It is one of these phenomenons that did not survive the modern times and a changing world. As prosperity increased and a mine worker suddenly came in the position to afford a refrigerator and a car, the place was just doomed. In a time when Laika The Dog had been sent into space, you simply couldn't get anyone back to Rödberg. It was simply just too obvious that the place was ancient - schluss, terminé, finito. A product of another century and another life philosophy. The morale was gone.

One aspect of the site is that there is really not very much to see, except for some scattered concrete ruins, broken fences, pipes, rusty bolts and a water-filled shaft. Another aspect is that you can walk around and try to find out what all large and small remains have been used for and how the place looked like back in the old days. Yet another aspect is to try to imagine what it meant to work here a biting cold winter day some fifty years ago.

Whatever thoughts passing through the mind, it is very obvious that the forest have made a terrific job in regaining what once was seized by man…
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