I’d planned to write about our trip back from Cumbria to West Yorkshire, but I’ve been overtaken by events. Instead I’ll leave you with a single picture from today’s travels. The weather across the Lake District has been ‘interesting’ to say the least, but as a photographer that’s how I like it!
Here’s how the hills and woods above Grasmere looked earlier today as yet another rainstorm passed through.
Now we’re back in West Yorkshire, which means what passes for normal service will be resumed shortly!
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What a lovely day! Today’s been my ‘significant’ birthday, although not as significant as it used to be before the rules on when you qualify for the state pension were changed. So, no carriage clock or long-service medal for me then. Those days are way gone – and the fact I’ve been self-employed freelancer for the past 25 years means they’ve not applied to me for a very long time anyway!
Instead, today’s been just another birthday, although I don’t mean to make that sound bad, or ungrateful. Dawn’s done a fantastic job in arranging things which we’ve both enjoyed. The weather here in the Lake District was predicted to be mixed today so we were up bright and early in order to make the most of the conditions. That meant an 08:30 breakfast, after which we headed North through Windermere and Ambleside to Thirlmere. The amount of traffic on the road through Ambleside meant the trip took far longer than it should, but once we were past that bottleneck things eased. Taking the road on the West side of Thirlmere eased us out of more traffic and let us enjoy some lovely lakeside sights like this as the trees shed their multicoloured leaves around streams filling the lake.
Looking South along Thirlmere before we started the climb to Raven Crag.
We’d originally considered climbing Helvellyn but the forecast suggested it’s be an unwise choice. Instead, we opted to ascend one of the smaller Wainwrights in the shape of Raven Crag which sits at the North end of the lake. It’s 450m and quite a fierce climb as it’s steep and unrelenting. That said, the views from the top are well worth it.
The walk down was far easier as we elected to follow a forestry track that was built for off-road vehicles. It certainly saved our knees. The climbing I don’t mind so much, it’s the descending that’s the killer.
Once back at ground level we decided to pay a quick visit to Keswick for a pitstop at a pub as well as check out some of the outdoor shops before braving the traffic on our return. We’d booked in for an evening meal at our hotel. So, after a shower and change of clothes we adjourned to the restaurant for a gorgeous meal of local lamb that was beautifully cooked and tasted delicious!
Now it’s time to call it a day. We head back tomorrow but we’re in no rush – even through the weather forecast is looking less than kind.
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The pair of us have evacuated Bigland Towers for the weekend and decamped to a lovely place near Windermere as I have what used to be (but isn’t anymore) a significant birthday tomorrow, but that was when the pensionable age wasn’t a moveable feast dependent on what year you were born in.
We’re staying in a place Dawn booked for my birthday last year and that we both rather fell in love with. The Wild Boar at Bowness on Windermere. The drive here from West Yorkshire’s a lovely trip as it takes in some fantastic scenery. Today the weather was ideal, showing off places like the Lune valley to their best.
The hotel has a lot of different attractions. One is the fact they brew their own beer. Like this.
What better place to quaff a pint of real ale than sat in front of this?
We ate in the restaurant which serves a range of food, much of it locally sourced. Admittedly, Dawn’s choice of fish may have come from a few miles away!
We’re here for two nights with the intention to spend tomorrow exploring and doing some walking although it looks like today was the best of the climactic conditions. No matter – we’ll enjoy our time whatever the weather deals us.
See you tomorrow!
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Good morning from Swindon. It’s time for breakfast before the group heads off to the local Atkins offices for a briefing and training session, after which we’ll be spending the day at Network Rail training centre at Cocklebury sidings. The centre is separate from the live railway but is fitted out with tracks, switches and OLE. It’s an idea place to learn about the railway without getting in the way of trains.
I’ll add update through the day as I can. I’m only here for the day so this evening I’ll be heading back to West Yorkshire (which could be fun). Watch this space…
08:55.
The trainees and staff from companies involved in the challenge are being briefed at Atkins office.
10:00.
Site briefing before tasks start and people are split into teams.
17:00.
Well, that was an informative and challenging day! I’ll add a few pictures later but what happened was the people who joined the challenge were split into four teams in order to gain hands on experience of assembling overhead equipment from drawings. After that they had the opportunity to get hands on with various tools and also learn about more aspects of the equipment used to electrify the railway. Some of those taking part had never been trackside before.
The training school replicates the real railwayAssembling a new type of adjustable dropper.
The final challenge of day 1 was running out and fixing a catenary wire under tension.
Now the day’s over. The teams have headed back for the night and I’m heading back to West Yorkshire. Hopefully, that won’t be too bad a journey. GWR services are running to time (or very nearly) and it’s a lovely evening to travel. Even so, I don’t expect to get home before 22:00 but hey – I’ve had a profitable and interesting couple of days, so I’m not complaining!
20:00.
The journey home’s been quite painless for once. My GWR train into Paddington was 10 late as it was stuck behind a late running service From Reading, but I had time in the bank but wasn’t too worried. Much as I’d liked to, I didn’t hang around at Paddington as we hadn’t got to the ‘blue hour’ when the sky performs the transition from daylight to dusk where it makes powerful pictures. Instead, I joined commuters on the Metropolitan line for a trip across to Kings Cross. By the time I arrived the skies had darkened enough to make it worth grabbing a few pictures. Now I’m on LNER’s 19:03 heading to Leeds. Today it’s a 9-car train so pretty quiet. I’ve managed to blag a table seat and set up the mobile office and begin editing today’s pictures. Chatting to a regular traveller on this service earlier it seems this is normally a very busy service, but today it’s a 9-car, hence me getting some space. Having wandered through the train to the buffet after the stop at Peterborough I can see what he was saying. My coach is probably the least busy on the train. That said, I’m sat opposite a woman who is slaving away on what’s obviously a company laptop (it has an asset register sticker on the front). Judging by the amount of huffing and puffing she’s obviously not a happy bunny! There’s workers of all kinds on this trip. I’m not the only one with a hard hat on the side of their rucsac. There’s a smattering of leisure travellers as some schools are still on holiday. There’s also a few people with airline baggage tags still attached to their suitcases, which is always a bit of a giveaway.
21:50.
The last leg. Rather than changing at Leeds I’ve had a brief break at a very quiet Doncaster station before catching the following Grand Central service which is mow carrying me directly home to Halifax. I *could* have chosen to use it from Kings Cross but I saw it was a veritable sea of reservation labels. So, choice of a 9 car on which I cold do some work, or sit in the vestibule of a 5 car. A bit of a no-brainer really.
22:20.
Home again…
The cobbles kinda give it away as Yorkshire, don’t they?
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It’s a calm morning here in West Yorkshire as I pack my bags and prepare to begin my journey down to Swindon. I’m not taking the quickest or most direct route, far from it. I don’t need to be there before this evening, which gives me time to stop off on the way. But where? You’ll soon find out…
08:20
My stroll down to Sowerby Bridge coincided with the arrival of a heavy shower which made for a soggy walk. I ended up waering rather than carrying my waterproof PPE jacket!
At the station it was business as usual on Northern with many trains cancelled or delayed. My 08:02 is 7 minutes late, which means I’ll be sprinting between Victoria and Piccadilly later if I want to make my connection.
The state of Northern is an object lesson for those who think ‘renationalisation’ is a magic wand cure for the railways ills. Northern was taken back ‘in house’ by the Department of Transport way back in 2020. Yet, more than four years later it’s plagued with issues. Timekeeping is awful, cancellations rife and Sundays a day to avoid travelling as complete routes are canned on a regular basis.
On my way (finally)…
09:45.
And relax..
Despite the conditions, our Northern driver managed to claw back enough time that my sprint across Manchester paid off. I made Avanti’s 09:15 with less than a minute to spare. Now I’ve stripped off and am cooling down in air-conditioned luxury. Well, standard class anyway!
I see that punctuality is an issue on the West Coast too. We were 4 mins late into Stockport, where we picked up a healthy load of passengers. We gained even more at Macclesfield, which means this 9-car, peak time train is already almost full.
I wonder if we’ll manage to make up any time?
10:15.
– as if!
We crawled much of the way to Stoke-on-Trent where we arrived 10 minutes behind time. Now we’re making slow progress towards Colwich, where we’ll join the main trunk of the West Coast Main Line (WCML). We’re not scheduled to stop again until Rugby but with the route being so congested and with us having lost our path I’m not optimistic. I have a 12 minute connection ahead of me. I suspect the chances of me making it are minimal.
To add to the fun the onboard wifi is awful as it keeps glitching and dropping out, leaving me typing this on my phone. Oh well, there’s little for me to do but window gaze and admire the clouds. They reflect my mood. Dark.
11:30.
Things are picking up. I decided to abandon my connection at Milton Keynes as something interesting was due. Here it is.
Hello stranger!
Yestrday saw the first passenger (albeit empty stock) trains running on the East-West line between Bicester and Bletchley, terminating at Milton Keynes. Both GWR and Chiltern have provided stock. GWR will be using part of the West Coast route as the line into Paddington will be blocked whilst construction begins on the Old Oak Common interchange station with HS2.
13:00.
I continued on to Bletchley where I took a little diversion. There’s a line from the town to Bedford. It’ll become part of East-West rail but right now it’s worked by a trio of Class 150 diesel trains borrowed from Northen. I’ve not travelled on it since these DMUs took over from the aborted Vivarail Class 230s so I thought I’d have a trip out to Apsley Guise and back.
150139 ready to work the 11:45 Bletchley to Bedford.
On my return to Bletchley, and with the clouds closing in I decided it was time to head into London.
15:20.
The last leg! After having a mooch around Euston station – which is much improved now that giant advertising screen’s been switched off – I caught a tube to Paddington and a fast train to Reading.
I rarely travel along the Thames valley by GWR nowadays, so I’m wondering. When did it become fashionable for the majority of passengers to sit in the aisle seats, so that they can ‘reserve’ the window seat for their bag? It’s endemic down here! Having stopped off between trains to get a few shots of Reading I’m now on my final unit of the day – another GWR Class 800 to Swindon. The weather’s bucked its ideas up around here, so there may be the opportunity for a few more shots in the sunshine before I’m due at the hotel.
800321 was my chariot from Reading to Swindon. I’ll give it one thing, it can certainly shift!
17:00.
I’m now checked into the hotel. Yet again my arrival somewhere coincided with the appearance of rain clouds, so there was little point in hanging around at the station. At least there was this welcoming sign on the old Great Western hotel opposite the station.
Arkells is a beer that doesn’t seem to travel well. I’ve never encountered it outside Wiltshire. The irony? There’s another pub across the road. What draught beer was it selling? Timothy Taylors – from Yorkshire!
Back soon. It’s time to meet up with everyone else…
23:55.
So much for ‘back soon’! I’ve had a really interesting night catching up with old friends and some of the people who’ve signed up for this hands-on training session. We had time for a quick drink in the bar earlier. This is what the future of the railway industry looks like. And I like it.
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Our time in Wales ran out today, which was sad as we’d both really enjoyed the area we’d stayed in – and the AirBnB we’d occupied. The weather picked up somewhat too, so we were in no rush to head off, instead we revisted Abersoch during the day when businesses were open. Well, the ones that hadn’t closed down due to the end of the season anyway! This neck of the woods has tourism all year round but it’s plain that the beaches are a big draw so high summer sees the place rammed whilst this time of year many places are winding down. It reminds me of the Greek Islands in that respect. Only with more sheep. And rain.
One place Dawn wanted to stop at was a pretty little hamlet we’d passed through previously. Nestling at the bottom of a valley, Llangian is less than 2 miles from Abersoch. There’s little to the place, although unlike some it still boasts a shop. Oh, and an award – for being a well-kept village! I’ve no idea when this accolade was awarded, apart from the fact Caernarvonshire was abolished on 1974…
I do like exploring country churches as you never know what you’re going to find. In this case it was a memorial to a local man (well, youth really) from a well to do local family who was killed in action during the Crimean war in 1855.
Much as we’d liked to have explored further it was time to head home. We didn’t go direct, instead we headed back via Beddgelert. I was half-hoping to get a shot of a train on the Welsh Highland railway but (bizarrely) the railway seems content to keep its timetable a secret. None are displayed on the station and the company’s website does its best to hide details too. It’s quite bizarre. So, as we hadn’t got a clue what was running (or when) we drove back along the A498 to traverse the Nant Gwynant Pass and stunning autumnal scenery just ahead of the rain.
The beauty of the The Nant Gwynant Pass.
We stopped for a bite to eat and perusal of the multitude of outdoor shops in Betwys-y-Coed. The place was busy but not unbearably so, which made a pleasant change. There’s often bargains to be had here. Dawn treated me to an early birthday present in the form of a new daypack from Trespass which was reduced by 50%. I’d been looking for a new one for ages but I’m picky as one has to meet my needs. The fact it did – and was a bargain was a real result! (thank you Dee x)
Betwys was our last stop. From there we cut across country Northwards to reach the A55 near Conwy, then sped home. Ish. Being ‘poets’ day the main roads were packed – which was a shock after the empty tarmac we’d enjoyed around the Llŷn peninsula. By the time we hit the English motorways the traffic was a real pain as we hit jam after jam on the M58, M6 and M62 which added 30 mins to our journey time. Still, we’re home, dry and safe – and tomorrow’s another day – although I suspect it will involves a lot of picture editing and writing as next week will see me back on the rails before an interesting weekend away in the Lakes…
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There’s a short blog from me today for a number of reasons – not least the fact the wifi where we’re staying is extremely slow tonight. That’s the problem with being out in the sticks. Forget the idea of superfast cable broadband in the middle of nowhere, you’ll be lucky to be able to watch a whole film without it buffering every few minutes. It would take me days to upload pictures to my website. Still, the scenery’s good and everything else can be done another time.
Today we made the must of the improving weather to visit the unique village of Portmeirion. As folly’s go, this one’s been executed on a grand scale. It’s also a stunning collection of rescued buildings (or part buildings) in an amazing landscape that’s also been the setting for one of the most enduring 1960s TV series. ‘The Prisoner’, starring Patrick McGoohan was filmed here in 1967-68. I was an avid fan so Portmerion always held a fascination for me. I’ve not visited the village since 1978 so it as a real trip down memory lane. Here’s a trio of pictures.
I’ll blog more about today when I have decent wifi. Be seeing you…
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Today’s been one dominated by the weather which has been a complete contrast to the day we arrived here in Wales. We had very heavy rain on and off throughout the night, which made sleeping just under an old barn roof interesting to say the least!
Upon waking we found the area around us was blanketed in low cloud and fog, so there there was little point in rushing out to sight-see. Instead we had a leisurely morning at ‘home’, giving me chance to catch up on some work emails and Dawn to relax.
Eventually we ventured out to head over to Pwllheli our first stop of the day. Whilst it’s the biggest town on the peninsula and the railhead for the area, it’s hardly the most attractive town. Admittedly it has some interesting buildings but the place has a shabby air redolent of so many faded seaside towns, especially at the end of the season. That wasn’t helped by the fact it was blanketed in fog! We stayed long enough to pick up some fresh hake from the excellent Llyn seafoods and for me to visit the station to see how busy the incoming train from Birmingham was, then it was time to head off to explore further.
The crew of 158830 exchange banter having arrived with 2J07, the 0808 Birmingham International to Pwllheli.
The weather cleared as we headed East, the sun almost managed to break through at one point en-route, but that didn’t last. However, we did manage to beat the same train on its return, which allowed me to get this shot of it leaving Portmadog.
Hello again! 158830 leaves Porthmadog as 2I24, the 1338 Pwllheli to Birmingham International. It will join another set from Aberystwyth at Machynlleth, working forward as a -4-car to Brum.
Porthmadog is a far nicer and more interesting town for a whole host of reasons. There’s much more going on thanks to the two narrow gauge railways which are a huge tourist draw. There’s a far better selection of shops too, including many small businesses. The air is more bohemian and arty and less traditionally touristy. Plus, there’s also the excellent Moose Head brewery, brewery tap and next door shop.
Needless to say, we couldn’t resist calling in to see activity at the Ffestiniog railway station where two of the line’s steam engines were present.
‘Linda’ waits in the sidings with the stock of the ‘Quarryman’ train to Blaenau Ffestiniog whilst ‘Palmerston’ shunts a train of coal wagons.
Sadly the rain arrived not long after we did so we decided not to hand around but risk our luck by heading into Snowdonia to visit Beddgelert. It was a lovely drive due to the changing seasons and colours that have appeared in the trees along the route. Plus, the Afon Glaslyn river which the road follows made a fine, swirling sight due to the heavy rains.
Beddgelert was quiet but still an enjoyable diversion despite the rain. The low clouds meant we played hide and seek when it came to views of the surrounding hills whilst fog on the river added to the climactic effects.
Whatever the weather (and there’s normally no shortage of rain in Snowdonia) the place is always worth a visit.
With the day rolling on and the weather determined to rain on our parade we made our way back West with one last stop. We had a wander around Cricceith, yet another Welsh town blessed with a castle – although I know that’s not how the Welsh saw them at the time! We didn’t stay long as the fog was really rolling in, it was atmospheric but rather wet! I’d love to see it like this at dawn with the colours of the new day illuminating the mist.
Now we’re back at home, toasting in front of the fire. The forecast for tomorrow is vastly improved and we have plans for further explorations. Let’s see…
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We’re back at our Welsh retreat after a relaxed morning and enjoyable day exploring the peninsula.
We’re staying near to Nefyn on the North side of the peninsula so it made sense to check out the coast by Morfa Nefyn. This possesses a narrow outcrop of rock jutting into the Irish Sea which contains some interesting archeology, a profusion of wildlife, fantastic coastal views – and a pub (the Tŷ Coch Inn) which is a rare beast. You can’t drive there. You can only visit on foot or by boat.
Having left the car on the beach road (the parking restrictions are much easier this time of year) we walked along the sand and pebnles getting broader with an ebbing tide. The weather even blessed us with unexpected sunshine. On reaching Porthdinllaen we decided to delay a pub visit in order to make the most of the weather and complete a coastal circuit first. The views were glorious. Sadly, there were no sightings of Dolphins or Seals, just Oystercatchers – and this.
Poor Dawn got horribly confused when we arrived back at the pub as she hadn’t studied the map and realised our route traversed a long teardrop of land that was only a few hundred yards long!
The pub’s a bit of a gem. This time of year it’s cosy but not too crowded. The weather’s mild enough to use the large outside seating area to watch over the beach and the antics of the many canines being taken for a walk. Dogs love beaches. There’s so many interesting things to sniff or dead things to roll in!
Moving on we decided to head to Aberdaron which was a 30 minute drive on very quiet roads – although I expect they’re anything but in the height of the tourist season!
Aberdaron’s a curious place. It’s a gorgeous location, with a wide beach surrounded by cliffs, but the village feels like it’s seen better times. A number of shops had closed down – and I’m not sure it was just because the season’s over. St Hywyn’s church on the foreshore’s a fascinating but melancholic place too.
There’s a large graveyard scraped out of the hillside that bears testament to the power of the sea and fragility of humankind. Here’s an example.
Over 100 sailors lost their lives when HMS Stephen Furness was torpedoed and sank before the ships lifeboats could be launched. This poor soul was never identified.
On the bright side, next door is Tŷ Newydd, a large hotel and bar with a huge verandah overlooking the beach. The staff were very friendly, the local ale in excellent condition and the views sublime. We really enjoyed out visit and would certainly return in the future. Now it’s time to call it a day and curl up in front of the log fire in the cottage. The wifi is as fast as a tortoise tonight, so most of this blog’s been typed on my phone.
The weather’s predicted to be wet tomorrow. How wet we won’t know until it arrives, but it won’t stop us exploring the area further.
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The pair of us have abandoned Bigland Towers for a few days and decamped to Wales for a break. We’re staying on the Llŷn peninsula, the bit of Wales that sticks out of the top, West of the Isle of Anglesey. It’s gorgeous, but I have to admit I’ve not spent much time around here for very many years. The last time I was in this neck of the woods of back in 2016. Dawn doesn’t know it at all, so this was chance to put that right.
The journey over from West Yorkshire took just over three hours by road, although we added to that by stopping off at Abergele for a break and the chance for me to get a picture or two as today’s weather has been superb. Sadly, the forecast suggests it’s all downhill from here – so we made the most of it.
See what I mean about the weather? One of Transport for Wales new CAF built class 197s passes Abergele and Pensarn with a service from Manchester.
We’re staying in an AirBnB in the middle of nowhere where you really wouldn’t try walking to the nearest pub (it’s *only* a 30 minute walk, down narrow single-track roads with no street-lighting). Not that it’s problem as that’s not why we’re here. We’re here to explore the coasts and byways and enjoy the great outdoors. Here’s a few pictures from today’s explorations.
Don’t tell George Monbiot but we’ve stoked up the wood burner and settled in for a cosy night at our new home.The bedroom. All I have to do is remember to duck when nipping to the loo! Our hosts greeted us with this very thoughtful welcome pack.The view from the back garden of our accommodation. Looking East along the coast from Morfa Nefyn. We’ll be spending more time exploring this area tomorrow. Beautiful, isn’t it?
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