The final part of our journey start

The final part of our journey started at Gudbrandsdalen , said by many to be the most beautiful of all the valleys in Norway. It was a wonderful landscape, the more so for being dotted with centuries old wooden farmhouses, scrupulously maintained in their original condition. At Ringebu the view broadened out and the first high peaks and glaciers came into view. This view continued to dominate the trip as the train passed through the little village of Dovre at the foot of the mountains which give this railway its name - the Dovre Line . The village lies close to the pretty village of Dombas where the track divides. We were heading north travelling through a pass and descending into country that was now more tundra like, with only occasional birch trees and mountain huts. From time to time we saw a lone skier and once we came across a man fishing through a hole drilled in the ice . That made us think of food and we made our way to the restaurant car. We continued through the tundra the snow sometimes broken by tracks of elk or reindeer . Although we were not lucky enough to see any , we did see a pair of Arctic hares later on . In no time at all we found we had arrived in Trondheim

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The final part of our journey Started at Gudbrandsdalen, said by MANY to be the most beautiful of all the valleys in Norway. It was a wonderful landscape, the more so for being dotted with centuries old wooden farmhouses, scrupulously maintained in Their original condition. At Ringebu the view broadened out and the first high peaks and glaciers came into view. This view continued to Dominate the trip as the train passed through the little village of Dovre at the foot of the mountains-which give this railway its name - the Dovre Line. The village lies close to the pretty village of Dombas where the track Divides. We were heading north traveling through a pass and descending into country That was now more like tundra, with only Occasional birch trees and mountain huts. From time to time we saw a lone skier and once we came across a man fishing through a hole drilled in the ice. That made us think of food and we made our way to the restaurant car. We continued through the tundra the snow sometimes broken by tracks of elk or reindeer. Although we were not lucky enough to see Any, we did see a pair of Arctic hares later on. In no time at all we found we had arrived in Trondheim