There’s not trains for me today, apart from a metro to the port. Instead, it’s all about boats, from the one I’ve slept on last night to the ferry I’ll be sleeping in tonight as it carries me from Stockholm to Tallin in Estonia, where I’ll arrive tomorrow morning. After the hectic pace of the past few days I’m taking time to kick back a little. I don’t have to check out of my ‘floatel’ until 11:00, so I’m making the most of it. It’s a cloudy day here in Stockholm, so I’m happy to relax and catch up on emails and suchlike before exploring later. My ship doesn’t sail until17:30 this afternoon, so that gives me time to wander. In the meantime, here’s a picture from yesterday. Here’s Stockholm’s artificial beach, which I walked past on the way to my floatel!
16:30.
After a day clocking up some serious miles walking around Stockholm I’m now on board the ‘Baltic Queen’ ferry, exploring the ship before she sails at 17:30. I’ve a simple cabin with no outside view but that really doesn’t matter.
Stockholm proved to be an interesting city to wander around. Some of the buildings are best described as monolithic. They’re huge! The Swedes obviously wanted to project wealth and power. The layout of the city is interesting too as it’s spread over several islands and at different elevations. Flat it isn’t! Despite that, cycling is a popular form of transport so there’s lots of cycle lanes. Public transport is plentiful, with buses a metro system as well as suburban rail.
Whilst Sweden is pricy, it’s not as bad as I thought it might be, although I resisted any temptation to visit bars or restaurants. Instead I contented myself with food from the Co-op on the station. Stockholm station has a lovely concourse and waiting area (pictures later) as well as plenty of shops.
Whilst I’ve enjoyed my brief visit I have to say that I prefer Copenhagen. It has a much more freewheeling and funky atmosphere. But, I would come back to Sweden to explore some more. Maybe as day trips from Copenhagen!
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Excuse the lateness of posting this but it’s been a long day and it’s still before noon here in Sweden. I left Copenhagen early this morning after a day full of memories – even if they were bittersweet. This was my first visit in 22 years and the last time I was there was for the funeral of a friend. Where’s the time gone? The city’s certainly changed a bit. Not Christianshavn where we used to stay, but certainly along the river, where there’s lots of new developments. Even so, it’s still a lovely city with a liberal soul. Being up late meant that I discovered new pictures like this.
In some ways I’d have liked to have lingered longer, but as I don’t have the same connections to the city anymore I was content to move on and explore new territory, which is what I did. One of the early morning trains was heading for a place in Sweden called Kalmar, which was on the end of a branch line to the coast. I thought, ‘that sounds good to me’, plonked myself in the train and promptly fell asleep!
Several hours later I woke up surrounded by Swedish forests and lakes. I now understand why the Swedes make so much wooden furniture – there’s no shortage of trees! Kalmar was a lovely little place that would be worth exploring more, if I’d had the time. Having had a short wander to get pictures of the shoreside castle I was back on another train. This was like stepping back in time too. four old coaches hauled by an equally old loco. That said, there was 1st Class and it was equipped with power sockets and wifi.
Kalmar castle on the shores of the town. These electric locos date from 1985 but the styling makes them look a lot older.
Having retraced my steps to Alvesta I’m now on a sleek modern express heading for Stockholm…
13:30.
Bugger! We’re currently stuck at a place called Linköping. The Train Manager has announced that there’s a ‘problem with a bridge’ further down the line. I’m assuming this means that a railway bridge has been hit by a road vehicle, a not uncommon event back in the UK. Good job I’m in no hurry to get to Stockholm. On the bright side, there’s free tea, coffee and snacks in 1st Class on these trains. Despite the fact we’ve been sat here for around 30 minutes now there’s a distinct lack of complaining form my fellow passengers. If this was the UK the tutting level would have reached ‘severe’ by now.
My 1st Class coach.
14:41.
We’re still stuck! Many passengers are out on the platform, making the most of the sun. Unlike Brits who’d be sucking on fags or vapes quite a few passengers are doing calisthenics or taking the time to get some steps in! We’ve still no idea when we’re going to be on the move. Other trains are trapped here too. Only a couple of local services have come and gone, but they’re all heading South.
15:23.
We’re finally on the move!
15:40.
Whilst it’s good not to be stationary anymore our pace is best described as ‘pedestrian’ so I’ve no idea when we’re likely to arrive in Stockholm. I’m not expecting to get much sightseeing done today unfortunately. That’s a shame as I’ve never been here before, but that’s life. This trip was always going to be a taster – I’d just hoped the taste wouldn’t be this tantalising! Even so, I’m enjoying the trip. From what I’ve seen so far, Sweden looks lovely, with pretty little villages and lots of brightly painted wooden houses with red being the favourite colour.
We’ve just departed from Norrköping, a busy station that once has extensive freight yards, although most are now lifted or disused although some goods traffic still remains. There’s also an old steam era locomotive roundhouse tucked away in a corner, but I can’t tell if it’s still used for anything.
A useful feature in these 1st Class coaches is the amount of plug sockets provided. I’m in an airline seat and there’s two sockets between the seats and two in the back of the seats in front, which gives me the opportunity to power up the laptop and recharge my camera battery at the same time. I rather like these X2000 trains. They may only be 5-cars long but they still have a buffet as well as the little refreshment station in 1st class.
Free tea and coffee – and healthy snacks. Well, if you ignore the chocolates!
21:15.
And relax! We finally made it to Stockholm and I wasted no time in getting to my hotel. Or should that be ship – as that’s what I’m staying on. Rygerfjord is a collection of three ships that have been converted into a bar, Thai restaurant and floating accommodation. The cabins are cosy but offer a fantastic views of Stockholm from their moorings. Their Thai food is pretty good too! Here’s a few pictures.
The view from the floating jetty between the two housboats.This is the view from my cabin, looking at the main boat which contains the bar and restaurant. The stir-fry vegetables with chicken and rice was really rather good. There’s 20% discount for guests.
Right, it’s been a very long day – so I’m off to bed. I want to try and see at least a bit of Stockholm tomorrow before I’m on a different boat – the ferry to Tallin, Estonia….
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Another day, another city. As I was late arriving in Hamburg I haven’t had chance to explore more than the area I’m staying in, which is functional, but not very attractive. I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to see before I leave, but Hamburg tourism wasn’t high on my agenda for this trip, it was more a useful stopover on my way elsewhere.
Today I travel across unfamiliar territory to a city I once knew very well 20 odd years ago. Back then, Lynn (my first wife) and I had Danish friends who lived there. We’d often go over and stay with Didi, so we got to know the city well. Now, I’m the only one left out of the trio. I’ve not been back since Didi’s funeral, so I’ll be curious to see how much has changed.
Right now I’m leaving Hamburg aboard a rather nice Danish Railways DSB train formed of modern Talgo articulated coaches. I’ve grabbed a seat in the rear coach as there’s a little window at the back that allows you to see where you’ve come from. I’m hoping to use it for photographs later. Plus, there’s power sockets and wifi, so I can blog along the way. As this is a DSB service I’m hoping to avoid another DB farce like yesterday.
I didn’t see much of Hamburg, but then I didn’t expect to. Most of my time was spent taking pictures at the vast main station which is like a mini city in itself. I’d certainly return to Hamburg. Whilst the area around the station can be a bit seedy it looks like an interesting place that’s seeing a lot of investment in infrastructure. The cities international links can be seen through the trains that serve it. Earlier I watched a Czech train arrive on it’s way to Budapest, Hungary! If I hadn’t already got plans I’d have been sorely tempted…
The main hall, which is a rather impressive steel and iron shopping centre
Just as I was settling in for the journey every phone in the coach went off, including mine. It was the Germans testing their national alert system!
11:50.
The trip’s going well so far (touch wood). We’ve juts passed through Neumunster, a small town with a large railway works of the sort we lost in the UK many years ago. All sort of DB vehicles appear to be repaired or refurbished here. There’s still a lot of freight traffic too. Once thing I’ve noticed is the number of solar and wind farms we’ve passed so far. They’re a real sign of investment in clean energy. The countryside itself isn’t that exciting. It’s pretty flat but is obviously good farming country with a variety of uses. Maize seems to be a popular crop around here.
12:10.
OK. I take it back about the countryside being flat! We’ve just passed over the 1913 Rendsburg high bridge which crosses the Kiel canal at a height of more than 40 meters. It’s a very impressive structure I’d love to come back and photograph!
12:43.
Having made our first stop at Schleswig I decided to have a wander through the train. It’s packed, with lots of people standing. Heading to the rear was a wise move! Sadly, there’s no buffet car, just the standard Danish vending machines offering tea, coffee, fizzy drinks and sugar rushes.
Now the train’s even more packed with the last few available seats in the rear car taken.
15:15.
Having crossed ove into Denmark at Padborg we had a prefunctory passport check. No-one actually looked at passports in our car at least. Danish Immigration officrs just stuck their heads in and looked around!
Niw we’re only a short distance from Copenhagen, having crossed between a number of islands by bridge or tunnel. It’s been an interesting trip. A lot of investment seems to be going into the railways, including building new lines. There’s quite a bit of freight around too, including pocket wagons carrying HGV trailers, which is good to see. The weather’s picked up too with lots of sunshine around. Shame I’m only here overnight…
The further
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Having had an early night I was up with the larks at 06:15 this morning in order to make the most of the day and the opportunity to explore some of Lille sans suitcase. Some of the architecture in the city centre is stunning. I’ll add pictures later.
I left on the 09:08 to Tournai in Belgium. It’s advertised as an SNCF service but it’s actually worked by a Belgian train and crew. The journey was just over 20 minutes but it was rich in interest due to the countryside and the rail scene. At Tournai I transferred to a loco-hauled double-deck train which will be my home for the next two hours until I change again at Brussels Airport. Whilst this train’s comfortable (and I almost have the top deck of a car to myself) it’s a bit retrograde. Belgian railways gaven’t really got the hang of step-free access. Plus, there’s no power points or Wifi in this coach.
Ready to go. Lille Flandres station.Level boarding? Nope…
Hopefully, when I transfer to an Intercity service at Brussels I’ll be able to add far more yo thus blog but right now everything’s being done on my smartphone, so I’m busy taking paper notes instead.
13:00.
I’m back, thanks to DB (German railways) wifi. As I type this my train is pulling out of Aachen en-route to Cologne. This has been a fascinating trip today but I’m running slightly later than planned due to missing a very tight connection at Brussels airport. To be honest, it worked to my advantage as I had to retrace my steps to Brussels Nord station which is a wonderful example of 1930s architecture. that said, I’ve also passed through a modern version at Liege. On the way from Lille I passed through a little town with a name that will delight the English sense of humour. Silly – no, really!
Belgian railways were a bit of a blast from the past. Back in 2004-2005 I was a regular traveller around the country on daft railtogurs with a group of friends. Organised by a group of Brits under the banner of Mercia Railtours they took us to all sorts of strange and wonderful places in strange and wonderful trains.
The ICE I’m on is full so I’ve nowhere to charge stuff up, which is a bit of a problem when you have an e-ticket on your Smartphone – hence my silence. I’ll be arriving in Koln in the next 20mins, after which I’m hoping to find space on an ICE to Hamburg and blog from there. Watch this space….
17:00.
I’m back! Right now I’m on ICE108 from Cologne to Hamburg, only it’s not going to Hamburg. Apparently it’s being terminated at Bremen and we’ve got to get a local cart to go to our final destination. Today’s been a great example of the best the railway can offer (no, not you German railways) – and also the changes that need to be made for the future. Problems and missed connections aside, I’ve had a great day. I’m exploring parts of Germany I’ve never seen before. I just wish I had more time to stop off and get pictures, but then this trip was always going to be a ‘reccie’ for the future.
When I get settled in Hamburg tonight (wifi permitting) I’ll add a few pictures.
Whilst I may be critical of DBs timekeeping I can’t really fault their 1st Class offering. They still have buffet cars on ICE services that offer a range of food and drinks – and table service.
17:10.
A standard DB farce. We’ve been stuck at Diepholz for over over 20 minutes now. The idea that we’re going to connect with said cart to Hamburg is long gone. Whilst the staff are doing their best to placate people, they’re not actually explaining what the problem is. That said, at least they’re doing it in a range of languages…
At least we were let off the train to get some fresh air.
Day 3 update.
Having cancelled our train at Diepholz we were all loaded onto a following ICE service for the journey to Hamburg, only that never made it to the Hauptbahnhof. Instead it terminated in the suburbs at Harburg, where we were told to get the metro into town!
By the time I made it into town all I wanted to do was get to my hotel and crash for the night, which is what I did, hoping for a better day on Thursday. The once mighty Deutsch Bahn had let me down again.
Anyways, here’s a couple of pictures from the day.
Lille shopfrontThe ornate clocktower of Lille’s chamber of commerce. The main hall of Brussels Nord station
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I’ve decided to have an away day from the coast to head inland in order to photograph the railway engineering works at Parbold.
To get there, I’m using the rail replacement coach service which runs from Southport to Wigan.
Spot on time, the 10:13 coach to Wigan arrives at Meols Cop to take me onwards. Only there’s one problem. The coach driver tells me he doesn’t actually stop at Parbold!
Apparently, due to poor planning, it’s not safe for large coaches to get to Parbold due to work on the level crossing that’s part of the rail blockade.
Instead, I’ll have to change at Burscough Bridge, where minibuses are being arranged to serve Parbold!
Ho hum!
Crossing the moss and the Leeds and Liverpool canal at Heatons Bridge on the way to Burscough
10:45.
Having made it as far as Burscough by coach I’m now kicking my heels for 30 mins waiting for an 11:01 minibus to Parbold. There’s nothing like integrated transport, and this is nothing like integrated transport.
My coach from Southport.
Having wandered over to the station were teams are cutting back vegetation further along the line towards Southport I’m now waiting for the bus whikst being entertained by a car crash in the adjacent Tesco car park, where an old lady has managed to reverse into another car – the owner of which is not best pleased! Fortunately little physical damage appears to be done.
11:10.
On the move again in a minibus that’s seen better days. They must have dug this one out of the back of the garage! The driver has a young lad riding shotgun. He’s there to open the door by hand as the mechanism’s knackered and decoupled. He’s also navigating on his phone, relaying directions to the driver.
This bus is an ‘all-shacks’, stopping at obscure stations like Hoscar en-route.
13:00.
I’ve been at the worksite (which is just East of Parbold station for the past couple of hours. Progress has been rapid. The Southport bound line has already been replaced and is almost ready to receive engineering trains which will allow the Wigan bound line to be torn up and renewed. Here’s a look at the work.
Looking towards Parbold station with the new Southport bound line already in place. Looking in the opposite direction where workers are connecting the new and old sections of track together. Workers gradually removing equipment and old rails from the worksiteThumbs up from a Quattro RRV driver removing scrap rail.
I’ll hang around for another hour, then my plan is to head to Wigan.
15:50.
I’m finally on my way to Wigan. The delay was due to getting talking to rail workers involved in the blockade when they knew my history. I’ve actually worked on a couple of the same jobs with some of the older ones! Then there was the shambolic rail replacement bus service, which has been altered yet again. Trying to find the actual stop was a challenge, despite contacting Northern assist via Twitter. They didn’t have the correct infornation either. Fortunately, there was a real live human from Arriva by a bus stop who put me right.
Now, after seeing areas of Wigan that I never knew existed I’m on the move again. I hhad less than 10 minutes in the town, just long enough to catch Northern’s 16:14 to Headbolt Lane on Merseyside. It’s great to be back on a train – even if it’s a Class 150!
Hello (and goodbye) Wigan…
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My time here in London’s come to an end. It’s been a lovely break. Staying with a dear friend whilst having the opportunity to visit HS2 construction sites and just enjoy being back in a city that I loved living in. The trip’s not entirely over yet. I’m booked on a train out of Euston later this afternoon so I’ve still some time to explore, but right now I’m helping out by waiting in for a parcel whilst Hassard’s off at an event. As soon as said parcel arrives I’ll be off on my travels again.
I did manage to nip out earlier to grab some shots at Clapham Junction. It feels very strange nowadays, the old Class 455s which dominated suburban services when I first moved here (they were new then!) have all disappeared. Now the South-West Railways ‘Arterio’ Class 701s have taken their place whilst Southern services have gained a variety of ‘Electrostar’ type units transferred in from GWR and GTR, which adds some livery variation at least.
A Waterloo bound Arterio wends its way through the maze of tracks outside Clapham Junction station.An Alstom built ‘Juniper’, Class 458/4 calls at Clapham Junction. The skyline is constantly changing here. You can see a crane building the lift tower of yet another high-rise block in the background.
14:00.
Hassard’s son Dante has arrived to take up parcel duties, so I’m off to meander across the city. In some ways the timing couldn’t have been better as a magazine’s contacted me about a cover picture – of London’s railways! Right, back to Clapham Junction is is then. The sun’s shining and conditions are ideal for what they want…
17:09.
For the second time in a week services out of Euston are stuffed! I made sure I arrived early, only to find the concourse crammed with people. Apparently, two seperate incidents have caused chaos. Avanti have cancelled several services and my 16:46 to Crewe didn’t leave until 17:09, which completely screws my connection to Liverpool Lime St. This might turn out to be a long day!
Euston how you don’t want to see it…
18:45.
We’ve just left Lichfield 30 mins late. To add to the fun the young lady Conductor has announced that the delay means we’ll be terminating at Stafford, not Crewe. Hopefully, I’ll be able to pick up a Liverpool bound service from there. It’s a shame, as the jourbey fom Euston’s been pretty good. I managed to secure one side of a table bay on this new Class 730. The train wasn’t too packed either. The only negative was that 2 out of the 3 toilets were out of order.
19:20.
The trip doesn’t get any better! Like far too many stations nowadays, lifts at Stafford were out of order. That wouldn’t normally inconvenience me but I’m dragging a suitcase today. Everyone scrambled over the footbridge from platform 1 to 5 only to find the next Liverpool bound service was actually an hour late and terminating at Crewe! Apparently, there’s another just a few minutes behind this 4-car Class 350, but I decided to catch it to Crewe – just in case!
I’m starting to look forward to a weekend without travel…
It’s a shame. The evening’s lovely and the countryside sublime as so many crops look to be on the cusp of being harvested. It’s just the journey that’s been fragmented and not as relaxing as I’d wanted. Plus, I’ve not been able to grab any pictures because of the melee.
19:55.
Said melee continued at Crewe when a trainload of people headed off in different directions in order to find out where to go next. Myself and several others ended up on a late-running Avanti Class 807 heading for Liverpool. Dispatch staff had checked that ticket acceptance was in place – so pile on! As this one only stops at Runcorn and Liverpool South Parkway I’m making up a little bit of time.
Despite the problems I’ve really enjoyed my trip over the West Coast Main Line. It’s part of my blood. I’ve travelled on it since I was a teenager. I’ve worked on it and it’s kept me linked with family and friends through good times and bad. I’ve never had the same relationship with its East Coast rival.
21:10.
Having arrived in Liverpool courtesy of Avanti instead of West Midlands trains I took a quick break (time for a pint) before catching a train to Southport. The contrast between London and the North is quite stark in my mind. London’s so much younger than the North, and I mean the people, not the history. It’s horrendously expensive compared to when I lived there but there’s still a real buzz and youthful feeling – a million miles away from Halifax – or Southport.
One thing that amused me is the way the political right-wing try to paint London as a hellhole led by a Muslim Mayor. It’s world’s apart from the truth, as is some Northerner’s ideas that Londoners are stand-offish. Both are so far from the truth they’re laughable to anyone who’s ever lived or spent much time in London.
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After a long day exploring Southport yesterday I’m on the move again today, this time I’m bound for Banbury as a positioning move to be ready for the opening event of community rail week which starts tomorrow.
Walking to Southport station’s a lot easier than back at home as the town’s flat. The only hill I encounter is a railway bridge! Even so, I’ve already clocked up over 6000 steps.
Right now I’m on a Merseyrail Class 777 to Liverpool. From a passenger’s perspective they’re not bad trains. They’ve level boarding, a/c, power points and plenty of space. From an operators point of view they’re a bit of a nightmare due to ongoing technical issues with various bits of kit – including the passenger information system. Still, this one should get me to Liverpool OK.
The line to Liverpool’s changed enormously since the days of my youth. The freight lines that dominated the docks have almost all disappeared, along with the coal yards and sand traffic. Yet rail traffic from the docks still exists, with regular intermodal trains and biomass being moved to Drax power station
12:45.
The trip to Liverpool was painless even if the train was busy. I’d time to kill in Liverpool and spent it people-watching, sitting outside Lime St station as throngs of travellers made their way to and from trains whilst seagull sat shouting at each other on the station roof, or occasionally dive-bombing unsuspecting people as they scavenged for food.
I’m booked on London North-Western’s 12:33 to Birmingham New St, but we’re already late leaving do to a ‘spillage’ needing cleaning up. I can’t say I’m too surprised as this 8-car Class 350 service was bursting at the seams on arrival. It’s far more relaxed at the moment and I have a table bay to myself, which has allowed me to set up the mobile office.
12:55.
We left 12 minutes late. Annoying, but as I have a lengthy connection time at Smethwick Galton Bridge is makes little difference to my journey. As we headed through Edge Hill we passed rakes of wagons used for the biomass traffic I mentioned earlier as GB Railfreight who haul the trains have a depot there. Today there was an unusual visitor in the shape of one of the company’s new tri-mode Class 99 locomotives, presumably on test.
13:37.
We’ve made it as far as Crewe. I’ve enjoyed the trip so far as the line form Liverpool to Weaver junction is one I rarely travel along nowadays compared to when I lived in London. Then I was up and down almost every month and I can’t even remember the last time I was on a train that stopped at Herford or Winsford! Now I’m back on much more familiar territory as we head for Birmingham.
16:45.
The last leg…
Having swapped to a battered and rather dirty Class 172 for the trip across Birmingham via Moor St to Dorridge I’ve swapped to and equally battered and dirty Chiltern Class 165 which will carry me to Banbury. Both units are badly in need of new seat upholstery as they’re threadbare.
The weather’s not looking too good either as there’s a build-up of heavy grey clouds that could herald rain. As long as it doesn’t arrive before I get to my hotel I’m not too bothered!
22:30.
Time to bring today’s blog to a close. I joined the other members of the Community Rail Network for an early evening meal, then retired to our hotel on the redeveloped canal wharf in order to do some work.
Hotel to the right, bars and eateries to the left.
However, I did notice this interesting bit of local history…
In railway circles LTC Rolt is best known for his seminal work on railway accidents, ‘Red for danger’.
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After a restful night at Bigland Towers I’ve had a busy morning sorting out stuff for my next set of travels and work whilst helping Dawn at home. Dee’s gradually completing wallpapering the living room but needed help taking down the big TV we have wall-mounted above the fireplace. With that little chore done I prepared lunch (chickpea, vegan Feta and Tuna salad with black olives and red onion garnished with lemon juice, oregano and parsley – yum!) before my final task – watering the gardens, which are really starting to look good after our trips to garden centres last weekend.
The weather’s cooler and overcast today, making it a good one for travelling if not for Photography.
Right now I’m on Northern’s 12:00 from Sowerby Bridge as far as Wigan Wallgate which is operated by a 2-car 158. Whilst it’s crowded I’ve managed to set up the mobile office to do some work en-route.
The Sowerby Bridge station friends were busy planting for the summer season during my visit. Here’s one of their efforts which will no doubt look gorgeous in a few weeks time.
12:55.
Having arrived at Manchester Victoria we sat for 5 minutes waiting time as paths are tight here – a legacy of BR’s 1990s rationalisation of the station which decimated capacity. A mobile cleaner took advantage of our layover to whip through the train emptying bins and collecting rubbish left behind on seats and tables by lazy travellers.
Heading onwards towards Salford Crescent we passed the new carriage sidings which are being laid in recognition of the station’s growing importance in the role of the Trans-Pennine network and consequent upgrade. They’ll never replace the scale of the famous Red Bank sidings (the site of which is now being redeveloped) but it’s still good to see.
13:30.
As we made our way to Wigan via the former Lancashire and Yorkshire Railway main line via Atherton (now a shadow of its former self) I tucked into the lunch I’d prepared earlier. Sorry, pie and chip shops of Wigan, I’m giving you a pass today!
Burp!
13:40.
Arrived.
End of part 1. 158793’s carried me all the way from Sowerby Bridge to Wigan. Now to make my way to Southport. I’d half-considered stopping off at the rural station of Hoscar en-route, but as the station only has a 2-hourly service and one of them has just been cancelled maybe that’s a trip for another day when I’m not carrying so much kit and the weather’s not so cloudy.
To be continued…
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After a baking hot bank-holiday weekend where we celebrated Dawn’s birthday (blog to follow) I’m abandoning the Pennines to head back across the West Lancashire plain to Southport and another birthday. This time it’s my ‘kid’ sister Anne.
Right now I’m on Northern’s 10:00 from Sowerby Bridge which is heading to Manchester. Fortunately, the air-conditioning on this 3-car Class 158 is fully functional, giving me chance to cool down after walking down to the station from Bigland Towers.
Today promises to be another hot one…
10:35.
Having slowly filled up en-route my train’s arrived at Rochdale where dozens of summer-dressed travellers were waiting for us. Now we’re almost full as we head for Manchester Victoria. The weather this side of the Pennines is just as good as in West Yorkshire, which makes a change! Most of my fellow passengers appear to be leisure travellers. Only the wonan sat across the car from me is working away on a laptop, almost everyone else is staring at a smartphone screen.
11:00.
Wonder of wonders! We pulled into Victoria 5 minutes early, which put us ahead of a GBRf hauled freight train, giving me enough time to leap out, grab a picture of it as it passed through the station and then rejoin my train. Talk about a lucky break. Now I’m arriving at Salford Crescent for a change of train in order to take the route via Bolton instead of the slower (all stations) route via Atherton.
Platform capacity at Salford Crescent is about the increased by 1/3 as the new platform 3 is complete and awaiting the first services to call when the new timetable comes into force.
11:25.
I’m now heading fast to Bolton aboard a packed Class 323 EMU heading for Blackpool North which is running just ahead of the Southport train. These 90mph EMUs only used to be seen South of Manchester but new electrification and an influx of cast-off 323s from the West Midlands has allowed them to extend their area of operations to include Blackpool, Wigan and Liverpool. The only problems with ’em is their lack of air-conditioning and 3+2 seating arrangement.
11:40.
This is more like it! I abandoned the 323 at Bolton, crossed the platform and caught the Southport train which is being worked by a bi-mode Class 769. Having seen it at Salford Cresent I was wise to the fact this former Thameslink unit had the old 1st Class seating at the front of the train – which is where I’m now relaxing in a comfy single seat. Whilst not as crowded as the Blackpool service there’s still plenty of the ‘bucket and spade brigade’ who’re obviously heading for a day out at the coast.
A commuter train heading to Blackpool is less than ideal due to the lack of luggage space but at least there’s plenty of seats.
It’s the weekend so I’m heading back to West Yorkshire for the bank holiday weekend and to celebrate a special event on Monday.
But first, I’ve nipped into town to pick ip some shopping. The sun’s shining and the town centre’s slowly coming to life with early shoppers and the first pensioners (batteries fully charged) starting to race their chariots up and down Lord St. Talking of Lord St, I couldn’t resist having a look at the wonderful Art Deco Garrick Theatre building. It’s been empty since Covid struck time but an exciting restoration is due to start anytime now with the building being converted into a spa hotel and theatre with the original architecture restored, although some traditionalist bodies remain unconvinced. Personally, I’d rather see it repurposed than see it left in the state it’s in now. The Garrick featured in a famous railway poster from the 1930s painted by Italian artist Fortunino Matania which celebrated a very different age!
No tracksuits or electric chariots in those days! Now it looks rather less grand…
Right, time to start travelling…
11:15.
Having picked up some bits I’m on my way East. En-route I found this street artist who’s picked up the Sandgrounder* vibe by making sculptures from sand.
Right now I’m heading for Wigan aboard a vintage BR built Class 156, my favourite multiple unit of the era. Big windows and table bays make it an ideal regional train.
*Sandgrounder is a nickname for someone who hails from Southport.
12:05.
Having crossed the West Lancashire plain I’ve made it as far as Wigan (or Wiggin, as the locals pronounce it) to arrive at Wallgate station. I’m not saying I feel old but I remember the old Lancashire and Yorkshire railway building and the station being illuminated by gas lighting!
I resisted the temptation of the areas excellent real ale pubs and merely stopped for lunch on the hoof – chips and curry sauce from the chipshop outside the station. Making my way to North Western station which was thronged by young girls who seemed to be wearing more make-up than clothing and lads with cans of lager glued to their hands, I’m now waiting for a train to Preston.
Burp! International cuisine has hit Wigan as you’re now offered a choice between English or Chinese curry sauce on your chips!
13:45.
Having made it to Preston aboard a very busy Northern service bound for Blackpool I’ve now swapped to a more sedate service – a local Preston to Colne stopper which will carry me as far as Blackburn.
It stops at all stations en-route, which includes some well-kept stations that are maintained by local adopters (Pleasington being a good example). I’ve been meaning to stop of at some of these stations for years but have never found the time. Maybe one day…
20:15
I was greeted at Halifax by both Dawn and fabulous weather, so the two of us decided to get out onto the moors for a walk and catch-up whilst we enjoyed the great outdoors. We drove up through Ripponden to the moors and reservoirs above Cragg Vale, where these views awaited us.
Light Hazzles and Warland reservoirs on the moors above Walsden.
Looking the opposite way across to Manchester with Hollingworth Lake Country Park in between.
Now we’re back at home for a quiet evening in. Time to relax before a busy day outdoors tomorrow as we’ll be making the most of the weather in order to prepare the garden for the summer…
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