Our boat slowly approaches the harbour at Pyramiden, a disused Russian power station in the arctic circle. We are greeted by a lone-man, gun slung over his shoulder. It’s clear he’s Russian and greets the guide on our boat with a sturdy hand-shake and narrowed eye. For an hour we are shown around the surreal town, which reminds me of an apocalyptic film set – 28 Days Later meets James Bond meets The Birds.
After our tour and safely back on the boat, a book of photos is handed around depicting Pyramiden in its heyday. Men working the mine, women in fur-coats and children playing on swings. To see the before and after of such a distinctive place in a short period of time is an incredible shock on the senses.