By train

 Reinunga Eco-Hytta is just 80 meters from the train stop "Reinunga" !

 We recommend buying the tickets at https://www.vy.no/en or directly at the train station.

• From Flåm  "One of the most beautiful train journeys in the world"
  
  1. Catch the train in Flåm going towards "Myrdal". There is only one line so you can't go wrong. Timetable
     
  2. Get off at Reinunga stop (approximately 40 minute train ride). You will have to ask for the stop but if you miss it don't worry, the end of the line is only 2km down the line so you can either walk back down a lovely foot path or catch the train back.
  3. Reinunga Eco-Hytta is just 80 meters from the train stop "Reinunga". GPS : 60.7440°N, 7.1414E

• From Bergen
  1. Get a ticket to "Myrdal" train station from Bergen (approximately 2 hours) or from Vossavangen (approximately 45 minutes).
  2. Here you have two options, you can either walk the 2 km mountain path to Reinunga or go by train on the famous Flåmsbana train line. If you come by train, remember to ask for the "Reinunga" stop.
  3. Reinunga Eco-Hytta is just 80 meters from the train stop "Reinunga". GPS : 60.7440°N, 7.1414E

• From Oslo

  1. Get a ticket to "Myrdal" train station from Oslo (approximately 5 hours).

  2. Here you have two options, you can either walk the 2 km mountain path to Reinunga or go by train on the famous Flåmsbana train line. If you come by train, remember to ask for the "Reinunga" stop.

  3. Reinunga Eco-Hytta is just 80 meters from the train stop "Reinunga". GPS : 60.7440°N, 7.1414E

"Nattoget", Nordahl Grieg: Translated from Norwegian

The train passes calmly across Eastern Norway 
The frosty sky shines, star by star 
The chariot rolls quietly along the ridge, 
Where its brethren roar against the iron. 

The people sleep inside the night train, 
Safe in the friendly, warm cabin 
The cradle rests from the song of the wheels 
They are carried through the night and the snow.

Blood-red sparks fly along the stars 
Up from the shaking locomotive.
The door opens; the coals are thrown in. 
Here the men struggle, here life sings. 

But into the unknown night they speed, 
It sings, too, in wills that are taut – 

Shovels in the blizzard, messages through the wires, 
Hear us, be ready - the night train is expected! 

The high mountain machine snorts towards the stormy night, 
The forces stretch it, shiny, slender, 

Forward into a beauty that ends in the snowplow, 
Proud as a purpose, free as a thought! 

The surf froths and surges against the steel breast, 
And is broken by the iron-plow's flame that flies. 

The man on the floor grips his shovel; 
The embers flicker, the snowdrift is blown away. -

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It sang in the wires Avalanche at Reinunga! 
Hi, the rotary sets up the steam, 
Charges along the line, picks up the men, 
Trembling with tremendous forces against the fight.

Screeching, the flying knives cut
Through the avalanche, swirls and propels
The snow to heaven; staggers forward
Foot by foot along the strings of the rails.

The men lean at dawn, over the shovels,
Freezing they wait: there is a noise,
The night train whistles! Inside the carriages 
Someone wakes up and complains about the heat. 

Then it's gone, the roar of the night train! 

Out in the freedom the men broke

Storms with many a jubilant sound, 
Bursts along the gorges, slams into cuts,
Lightning in the sunshine, down, down, 
The valleys tremble under its song! 

The speed is increased, rushing west! 

The goal is near, yes in the wind from the sea 

Raises the steel shout, triumphantly proud! 
The ships respond; the ships understand that – 
Those who have to go through the darkness and the storm… 
The night train stops. The route is kept.