Sixteen tons, what do you get?

I have told you previously that people were forced to go to Sala back in the days, to work in the silver mine. And I am sure there has always been good things to do in Sala, but working in the mine was not one of them. Various ways to die or get hurt down there. But today it is not so bad, it is a museum with conference facilities, and a good restaurant. Thus, an excellent place for those engaged in The ATLAS of 1000 ancient genomes to have a workshop. We do these conference-excursion twice a year, when the ATLAS from Uppsala and Stockholm get together and discuss what is going on within the project. Today was all about Scythians, sailors, and the Mesolithic. And death, Flavio did bring some of his gruesome Roman death to the meeting, but only for pedagogical reasons. Good science, good and lively discussions, and good not to be dead.

Maja presenting her Scythian work


But you cannot be in Sala without visiting the old silver mine. So, 150 meters below the surface we went. Down to the lady of the mountain, the feared supernatural creature that was assumed to be responsible for everything bad that happened in the mine. And I must tell you, if I was spending all my time in a damp place that was only 2 centigrade above 0, I would be grumpy and pissed off too. But even if it was cold and damp, it was cool and amazing. Not least the dinner, served in a heated mine-room 150 meters below the room where we had previously discussed pros and cons of D-statistics.

ATLAS in the elevator on the way down, 150 meters