Today we decided to eschew our usual walking locations around West Yorkshire for a change of scenery by venturing further (but not too far) afield. The recent gales had smashed some plant pots in the garden and to replace them like for like we had to visit a garden centre near Holmfirth, so as we were in that neck of the woods we chose the nearby Langsett reservoir as a suitable place for a stroll. It’s surrounded by pine woods and has a pub and cafe in the village nearby, so all the right boxes were ticked.
It was a walk we really enjoyed because of the contrasts. Here’s how it looks on Ordnance Survey maps.
Having left the car in the (free) Yorkshire Water carpark we headed West along the woods at Langsett bank on the North side of the reservoir. There’s some impressive pine trees along the path. Mere striplings they ain’t!
At the far end we crossed over an attractive stone arch bridge then explored a short distance along the little Don river which feeds the reservoir. I spotted these interesting rock formations along its banks.
Rock sandwich anyone?
Doubling back on ourselves to the bridge we then began the climb along the South side up onto the moors at Hingcliff common which offer great views across the area. The heather’s in flower at the moment, which adds extra colour to the scene.
The rest of the walk took us along well defined paths back down to the reservoir and through the woods which border the Southern side as far as the dam itself. These allow access to the water’s edge, where we were surprised to see just how low the water levels were. Considering we’ve had such a wet Spring and Summer we were at a loss to understand why water levels were so low.
Looking back to Langsett (on the left side of the dam) and the dam itself.
Back in the village we stopped off for a well-earned drink at the local pub, the grade 2 listed Waggon and Horses, which dates from 1828. The pub serves real ales (Abbeydale Moonshine and Timothy Taylors Boltmaker were on today) as well as food and it also has a beer garden which partly overlook the reservoir. The size of the pub’s deceptive, as it’s a lot larger on the inside than it first appears, having several rooms. It also offers accommodation.
We certainly enjoyed the change of scenery and we were lucky with the weather, which has been unpredictable to say the least. Tomorrow we’re expecting traditional bank-holiday conditions. Rain!
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It’s been a funny old day here in West Yorkshire, mostly because the weather’s been anything but summery. Temperatures are low whilst overnight we had gales that have shredded the nearby trees, leaving roads, pavement and gardens littered with succulent (but dying) leaves and small branches. The winds have abated somewhat, but rain’s appeared on their coat-tails, making the day feel more like October than August. To be honest, apart from the first few days when I was touring the UK on my RAIL rover we’ve had a miserable summer – especially up here in the Pennines. Depending on which forecaster’s you listen to – things are meant to improve in September, but I’m not going to hold my breath especially as the next thing we have to look forward to is storm ‘Lillian’, which is due to batter much of this neck of the woods tomorrow.
Whilst the weather’s frustrating, I’ve plenty to keep me occupied working from home. Today’s been spent sorting out pictures for my website and magazines as well as writing for a living. Here’s a few links to new pictures, listed by gallery – either train company or subject.
As the weather’s meant to be crap from the early hours on Friday another day working from home is in prospect. I’ve thousands of words to write so there’s plenty to do, although I hope to get out in the evening to join friends at our local pub for the Friday quiz. I’ve not been able to make it for several weeks, so it would be great to enjoy fine beers and company.
The weekend’s going to see the pair of us busy around Bigland Towers on various projects both domestic and DIY – although if the weather does pick up we may be able to enjoy a stroll somewhere, sometime. Then there’s the bank holiday…
The week after’s going to see me back on my work travels. I’ve another HS2 press visit arranged, this time to a location I’ve not visited before. More on that when it happens. Plus, I’ve several days work in the Manchester area to fit in – weather permitting.
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with today’s picture, which is from my local. We don’t just enjoy regional Yorkshire ales up here.
One of the delights of my local (The Big 6) is the ever-changing real ales. There’s always something different to try, often from breweries you’ve never encountered before. Right now there’s two from the Three Acre brewery which is based in Uckfield, Sussex.
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I’m currently en-route from Marylebone to the Chilterns to vist a couple of HS2 railway construction sites after a convivial night in London where I joined in the celebrations for an old friend’s daughter’s birthday.
Both of us had to be up early this morning as Hassard had a meeting in Birmingham and me an appointment in Bucks. Getting across Lond was made slightly more difficult (for Hassard especially) as the Victoria line had suffered a ‘one under’ earlier. We ended up parting company at Waterloo where I caught one of the capitals oldest tube trains (Bakerloo line) to Marylebone. It wasn’t a bad journey as at that time of day I was swimming against the tide.
The Bakerloo line is fine – when you’re heading in the opposite direction to everyone else! Marylebone with one of a pair of Class 68s that have brought morning commuters into the capital.
I’m ahead of time, so I’ll be able to get a couple more shots of Chiltern line services before I meet up with the small gang of press people for today’s visit. I’ll blog throughout the day as and when I can, because the plan is to get a lift with a friend and colleague on the return so that we can stop off at another couple of locations en-route. Stay tuned…
10:15.
A quick teaser shot. Here’s how the HS2 trace West of Wendover looks now.
17:00.
I’m back!
Sorry I’ve not had chance to blog before now but we’ve been rather busy climbing up and down stairs and admiring the HS2 viaducts South of Wendover. We visited both the Small Dean and Wendover Dean viaducts which are in various stages of construction – as you’ll see from the pictures I’ll be uploading shortly.
After our visit Chris Howe and I drove up to Calvert to see progress and East-West rail and HS2 before heading off to Winslow, where we took some pictures of the new EWR station, which is complete and waiting the start of passenger services
Chris dropped me off at Banbury, where I caught a Cross-Country service heading for Birmingham. Now I have some time to download pictures and begin blogging again, so expect more updates shortly. The weather’s been kind so there’s plenty of pictures to show you.
The steel structure of the Small Dean viaduct is being assembled on site. It will be pushed out over the supporting piers next February. The Southern pier of the Small Dean viaduct under construction. Looking South along the course of the Small Dean viaduct. In the picture are the Chiltern railway to Aylesbury with the A413 beyondThe Wendover Dean viaduct bridge push is complete. Here’s the view looking North.Winslow station. Just waiting for services to start…
19:00.
I’m well on the way home now. Having changed trains at Birmingham New St I swapped a Voyager for an Edinburgh bound Pendolino which will carry me to Warrington Bank Quay. The train’s very busy in the booked coaches but unreserved coach U only has a handful of travellers. I’ve grabbed a table bay, set up the mobile office and managed to upload some pictures from today’s adventures for your delectation. I’ve had to use my phone data connection as the onboard wifi isn’t up to the job. Any job!
19:18.
The curse has struck again, and we were doing so well! My train is currently stuck in Crewe station for some unknown reason. We were due to leave at 19:09 but it sounds like there’s a failed train ahead of us, so we’re being kept in the station. Ho hum…
20:45.
Plan B. I abandoned the idea of connecting with a Halifax train at Warrington as getting off at Crewe seemed like a better idea than tempting fate on the tow track main line towards Weaver Junction. A look through my options suggested that heading for Manchester would be a better bet. I’d opted to catch Avanti’s 20:10 to Piccadilly but even that’s running 15 down. Still, I’m on the move again and heading in the right direction! When will I get home? Who knows!
My enforced sojourn at Crewe wasn’t entirely wasted as the place was full of trains new and old. Avanti had a number of their Class 805s hanging around – either on services or training, so that was useful. West Midlands were the same with some of their new Class 730s. It’s allowed me to get a few extra pictures in the library anyway.
This Avanti service is much busier than the Edinburgh train I abandoned, but it does have one advantage. The wifi’s working. That said, it’s swings and roundabouts. On the last Pendolino the sockets were working but the wifi wasn’t. On this set that position’s reversed!
21:45.
The last leg…
Having hot foot it across a rainy Manchester and having just missed a train by a couple of minutes I’m now on Northern’s 21:36 to Leeds which will take me home to Sowerby Bridge. Worked by a 3-car Class 158 it’s hardly the busiest of trains this time of the week, but It’ll do me! Dawn’s offered to pick me up from the station so I don’t have to make the final slog uphill by foot. I’ve walked just under 10 miles today so I’m happy to bank that and get home without receiving a soaking.
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Having enjoyed more of a home life of late I’m back on the rails again. Today I’m on a ‘positioning move’. Heading to London for an overnight stay in readiness for an HS2 construction site visit tomorrow. Right now I’m heading to Manchester aboard a Northern service bound for Chester formed of a 2-car class 195. This should have been a 4-car. A chat with the Conductor elucidated the information that there *should* be a set swap for a 4-car car at Manchester Victoria as this train’s normally a busy service – as it is today.
Cosy!
I’ll be working on the trains down to London but will update this blog as and when I can, so stay tuned…
14:30.
Well, it’s progress…
After getting wet walking across a grey and drizzly Manchester I found things weren’t running smoothly on the West Coast Main Line due to a points failure somewhere. Avanti West Coast services were either running late or cancelled. The 13:35 to Euston was late in and didn’t leave until 14:07. The next service (the 13:55 departure) was cancelled. I decided to leap ahead slightly by catching Cross-Country’s 14:03 departure towards Bristol as far as Stafford. That way I have other options.
Manchester Piccadilly is suffering a lack of capacity anyway as two platforms at a time are being taken out of service to allow roof repairs to be undertaken. Right now it’s platforms 3 and 4.
I’ve looked at the National Rail Enquiries website, which tells me the points failure was at Willesden Junction in North London. However, overhead line damage at Stafford has added to the problems. Oh, if only we had modern infrastructure like HS2. Oh, wait – the Tories cancelled it…
16:10.
The Stafford idea turned out to be a good one – ish.
Following not too far behind was meant to be the 15:14 Avanti service to Euston, which was formed from a pair of the company’s new Class 805s. Only it was 25 minutes late leaving Crewe where the 2nd set was attached. We’re now 28 minutes late speeding South, but at least we’re non-stop to London.
This is my second time on an 805 and the first where I’ve managed to get a seat. I’m in the front set and there’s plenty of free seats so I’ve managed to blag a table bay and set up the mobile office. Having the camera on the table attracted attention (as it often does) so I ended up in a conversation with a young woman who’s a photography student. As I often do, I let her have a play with the Z9. People are frightened to drop it, so what I say is ‘it’s fine, just put the strap around your neck so that you can’t’.
The mobile office…
16:50.
A few minutes ago we passed the wonderfully named ‘Cow Roast’, South of Tring. The weathr down here in the South isn’t much better than up North, although I’m sure the outside temperature will be a few degrees warmer. My trip on this 805 hasn’t been bad. The ride’s good, the table facilities are very good (plenty of sockets, USB ports and passive phone chargers) but the PIS system is up the spout. The outside screens say ‘this train is not in service’ and the internal LEDs proclaim ‘reservations are currently unavailable’. Not dissimilar to my first trip on one of these units.
Having used the toilet I noticed the age-old problem. We can get men on the moon but we still can’t design train toilet paper dispensers that don’t turn the paper into confetti…
Plus ca change…
22:30.
Time to bring this blog to an end. I’ve had a lovely evening here in London out with a very old friend and his family, celebrating his daughter’s 15th birthday at a local Italian here in Clapham. But tomorrow’s another day…
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Today we decided to blow a few cobwebs away and head out for a hike to a place we’ve never walked up before – Pendle Hill, over in Lancashire. We know the area reasonably well as we had a friend who lived in nearby Clitheroe who we used to visit, but we’d never ventured up the historic hill. As we’ve been looking to try walking somewhere different for a change we thought ‘why not’?
The area’s just over an hours drive from where we live in West Yorkshire, with some great scenery on the way – a mix of wooded valley and old industrial revolution heritage. Our first port of call was the village of Pendleton, which nestles at the foot of the hill. It’s a pretty, historic little village with a cracking pub called The Swan with Two Necks.
The Swan also has a large beer garden (and marquee) at the rear of the pub.A selection of Lancashire and Yorkshire beers of varying strengths including a stout – plus a cider.
The Swan has an excellent selection of real ales and good pub grub. It’s very popular with walkers and tourists visiting the area, so if you’re planning to eat booking is essential.
Having refreshed ourselves we drove back as far as the Nick of Pendle on the Clitheroe Rd where there’s parking adjacent to the path which will take you to the summit of the hill. This is a longer walk than most, but it doesn’t suffer from the steep gradients that the shorter routes do. It also offers some fantastic views en-route.
There’s a rather poignant memorial at the start of the path which is dedicated to two world war 2 airmen (one Australian, one American) who lost their lives when their planes crashed on the hill.
Here’s a few pictures from the walk.
Dawn posing for the camera as we began our walk to the summit. The view from the summit, looking over Black Moss Reservoirs with the towns of Nelson and Colne beyond. Walking back down to the Clitheroe road with Blackburn hidden behind the hills.
Now we’re relaxing at home, resting tired knees and associated muscles before another active day tomorrow – although one that will be very much home-based.
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It’s been another day of staring at computer screens for me as I continue my picture editing marathon ready for my next series of articles. I’ve also managed to clear the decks of some slightly older pictures to go out to another client – and add a few dozen images to my Zenfolio picture website. You can find which galleries have been updated by following this link. Mind you, the weather’s been pretty naff today, so being stuck indoors hasn’t been too much of a hardship. Whilst temperatures have been reasonable we’ve had grey skies and enough hours of rain to make you think twice about venturing anywhere. On the bright side – at least I haven’t had to water the garden.
This evening I’ve been catching up with the news of the aftermath of the riots. I’ve refrained from commenting on them so far as they happened whilst I was away and I had other things to talk about. I’ll admit to a personal interest. I grew up in Southport, where the horrible murder of the three children were used as the excuse the far-right had been waiting for to kick-off. I know the Hart St area well. I went to school nearby. I had an aunt who I’d stay with who lived on Hart St.
I share the opinion of others that this was a concerted effort to destabilise the new Government, only that hasn’t gone as planned. What we’ve seen since has been a Government of experienced adults who didn’t let things run away with them. Entirely the opposite, when you consider our current Prime Minister is a former Director of Public Prosecutions. Instead, the government moved quickly to ensure the police and courts had the resources to mete out swift justice to rioters and looters.
There’s another side to it too. The people who were intent on stirring up trouble, the Farage’s, the Tommy Robinsons and the right-wing journalists and ‘social influencers’ overplayed their hand and the backlash was swift. Revolted by what was happening, ordinary decent people came together to clear up the mess and protect their own communities from what was a tiny gang of racists who’d wildly overestimated how much support they had. They’d fallen for their own rhetoric and assumed that all those social media bots and trolls were actually real and would join them on the streets. You could see the bemusement in the faces of the handful of people who turned up in Brighton, Blackpool and elsewhere, only to find themselves vastly outnumbered. Now the prosecutions are well under way. There’s been nearly 500 arrests already and the first (tough) sentences are being handed out. 2-3 years, and there’s many more to come. What’s also been revealing is how many of those sentenced already have convictions for other offences. The Metropolitan police reckon it’s roughly 70%. These are no ordinary citizens, supposedly outraged at the senseless murder of three children, these are career criminals and racists, who’ve followed the call of Farage, Yaxley-Lennon and Co.
Now the rabble-rousers are starting to get arrested too. The woman (Bernie Spofforth)* who started sharing the claim that the murderer was a Muslim ‘asylum seeker’ has been arrested. She won’t be the last – hence the frantic rowing back of the likes of those involved, including Yaxley Lennon (aka ‘Tommy Robinson’), Farage and some of the mainstream media. Suddenly, the Daily Mail, a newspaper that’s spent decades running scare stories about immigration – is praising the counter-demonstrators! The Editors of certain national newspapers shouldn’t be let off the hook here. They’ve spent decades fearmongering about immigration and asylum seekers, making the phrase ‘illegal immigrant’ commonplace. Their reach is far larger than a few people on Twitter, or Facebook. They’re just as complicit in this.
My hope is that the prosecutions for incitement and posting hate continue and they don’t stop with Spofforth. I’d like to see some more well-known names be charged and convicted too. Then (maybe) some of those poisonous voices in the mainstream media (as well as on social) media will learn that the old adage ‘fuck around, find out’ (FAFO) should never be forgotten.
Right now, it looks like the rioters teeth have been pulled. There may be one or two more ‘events’, but the arrests, prosecutions and convictions will continue – and continue to deter. A lot of people are going to be jumpy every time there’s an unexpected knock on their door for quite some time yet…
Anyway, away from all that, I’ll leave you with today’s picture, which relates to a rather important sporting event that’s going on right now. The Olympics. When I passed through Hertford last week I saw these knitted postbox covers in several locations across the town, made by locals to celebrate the medals being won by the UK team in Paris.
*Spofforth is no random member of the public who just shared something. She’s a long history of climate change denial and opposing Covid restrictions and has appeared on right-wing ‘talk’ TV channels espousing her views.
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I can’t quite believe that this trip is over and all that remains for me to do now is get home. Last week was a heck of a time for all sorts of reasons that will become clear in my forthcoming RAIL articles, although readers of this blog will have several clues.
Right now, I’m kicking back in my hotel for a little while, letting the Scottish breakfast I’ve just consumed settle before I go out for a walk. I have a couple of hours before the train leaves and the weather isn’t as bad as predicted. We’ve certainly got low cloud and rain, but it comes in short bursts rather than the constant sheets I was expecting. In some ways it’s a shame I’ve got to head back so soon. Originally, I’d intended to hang around for another day, but the weather changed those plans. Besides I have a lot of writing and picture editing to do now.
I’ll be blogging on and off through my return. The 10:10 to Glasgow is the same 4-car set I arrived on yesterday so I should have no problem finding a table bay to set up the ‘mobile office’ and Scotrail’s onboard wifi has good coverage – even up here.
In the meantime, here’s how the view from my hotel window looks this morning.
08:30.
Bugger! I’d no sooner prepared to go out than the rain arrived! Now my view looks like this.
There’s one consolation. I wasn’t out walking when this little lot arrived. I’d have got soaked!
10:10.
We’re off – and with a lot more passengers that yesterday. The front of the train’s already around half-full. Several dozen came off the inbound 09:38 service, which has earned its keep. I never did get that walk, the rain never abated. In fact, it got worse. We had a torrential downpour just before we left which meant we have some very damp passengers.
It’s a shame about the weather as I’d like to have taken some pictures around Mallaig as I don’t have any. I’ve been trying to work out when I was last here. It’s so long ago that I don’t have any pictures as I didn’t have a decent camera. That makes is somewhere around 1987. I’ve always meant to come back but never found the time or the reason even though I come up this way once a year, but on that occasion my time’s not my own.
11:10.
We’ve just passed the ‘Jacobite’ at Gelnfinnan station, although I doubt I’ll get used to seeing a ‘Black 5’ steam loco hauling a mixed rake of Mk 2 and 4 coaches! Soon after we passed over the Glenfinnan viaduct, heavily featured in the ‘Harry Potter’ films. It’s become a mecca for the films fans. There must have been at least 100-150 people there in waterproofs and pac-a-macs to watch the steam train pass. Of course, for railway orientated people the viaduct is synonymous with another name, ‘Concrete Bob’ McAlpine.
11:17.
We’re now stopped at Loch Eil. The rain’s stopped and the suns doing its best to put in an appearance.
12:15.
The train’s left Fort William bound for Glasgow. I’d guess 80% full. I’m now sharing my table with a young Swedish Couple who’re in the UK for a couple of weeks to go walking and attend the world sci-fi convention in Glasgow.
The rain’s eased again now, which is a shame in some ways. Beautiful as Scotland is, there’s something special about seeing the mountains in heavy rain as little streams become torrents, rivulets spring up everywhere and the rivers turn into raging peaty-white water. Fantastic to watch.
14:00.
Our train has now left Crianlarich as a 6-car. The 2 car train from Oban has been joined on to the back. The operation took longer as both trains were late, but at least the delay gave the nicotine addicts and vapers time to indulge. The weather’s not improved any, in fact it’s got worse, with constant (if light) rain and heavy, low cloud obscuring most of the views.
18:30.
Sorry for the gap but I’m struggling with wifi on my current train.
I arrived in Glasgow 15 mins late and had just enough time for a quick pint with an old friend and retired railwayman who gave me some background to some of the things I’ve experienced during my travels.
Now I’m on Avanti’s 17:30 to Euston – a trip that isn’t going well. We’re currently crawling along at 40mph just North of Lockerbie due to an emergency speed restriction, which I can only assume is down to the poor weather. The Pendo’s poorly too. Coach C (the buffet car) has knackered air conditioning so no passengers are allowed to sit in it. The buffet staff are taking short shifts to avoid them melting.
19:55.
Ho hum, we’ll shortly be arriving into Lancaster some 18 minutes late due to an emergency speed restriction North of Lockerbie that caused us to crawl along at 45mph for several miles. I’m assuming this was due to flooding as the weather on the way South has proved to be awful thanks to heavy rain. The dark skies and lack of light have made the day feel more like a winter at dusk rather than 19:00 on an August evening.
Fortunately (depending which way you look at it) I had a 45 minute fester between trains at Preston, so the delay’s merely cut that wasted time down.
20:50.
Re-arrange the words ‘bunny, a, happy, not’.
I stepped off my late-running Pendolino at Preston and looked for the platform my Halifax bound train would be leaving from – only to find that it had been cancelled at short notice. Now what to do? I’d looked at other options via Wigan and Warrington that would have got me home at almost the same time, but they were dependent on the Glasgow train being on time – and that was leaving as I looked. I quick scan of my options via various websites left me with no option. I’ve got to catch the 21:11 to Manchester Victoria, pray it’s not late – and connect 7 minutes later with the Leeds service. finally getting home at 22:37. Deep joy. A quick phone call to Dawn outlining the situation means my lovely, understanding other half will still be there at the station to pick me up.
I’m a staunch defender of the railways – as regular readers know. But I won’t defend the indefensible and from an ordinary passengers perspective this lack of service, punctuality and reliability simply isn’t good enough.
Sadly, I have no great confidence in the new Labour Government to fix the problems as I don’t think they really understand them. To them, ownership is what matters, but ownership isn’t the problem.
Let’s see what happens next. Meanwhile, have another old Metro-Cammell DMU. Only this time not in Scotland!
21:20.
I’m on the move again, just not on the route I wanted. I’m ensconced on a very quiet Northern Class 195 on a Barrow-in-Furness to Manchester Victoria diagram. It only stops at Chorley and Bolton so I’m optimistic I’ll make my connection.
I must admit that Preston station surprised me somewhat. I arrived well before 21:00 yet most of the stations food outlets seemed to have shut shop. The (hideously expensive) bar was closed, as were most of the coffee shops. So, really the facilities for passengers weren’t great at all. OK – you could argue being saved from being chinged for overpriced food and drink is no bad thing, but if you’ve not had the perspicacity to bring your own (or you don’t know how the railways work) what are your options? I can see why Tesco’s have recently opened an ‘Express’ outlet just across the road.
2240.
The frustration continues (as does the swearing under my breath). My ‘fast’ train worked swimmingly until we got to Bolton, after which it began to crawl. I can only assume that it was trapped behind a stopping service. The delay minutes continued to mount as we got closer to Manchester. To add insult to injury this train was due in on platform 6 whilst my connection was due to depart from platform 1 – the opposite side of the station. I had seven minutes to make the connection, so of course my train was seven minutes late. I waved it goodbye from the footbridge between the platforms. Now I’m on the one behind it, the 22:29 to Leeds which gets into Sowerby bridge at 23:08, an hour and 20 minutes after I should have been home. Poor Dawn’s been on standby to pick me up most of the evening.
I can’t say I’m sad to be seeing the back of trains for a few days…
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Today’s the last official day of my RAIL rover as I finish the trip in Mallaig this afternoon. Of course, that’s not the end of my travels – I’ve got to get home to West Yorkshire tomorrow, but that’s another story.
Right now I’m sipping coffee and preparing to leave my hotel here in Anniesland before heading back into the city for a last spin on some of the Glasgow rail network before catching the train to the Highlands. The fantastic weather we’ve been having has deserted me for this last couple of days. There’s low cloud and the treat of more rain here in Glasgow, whilst the forecast for Mallaig is wet, wet, wet. At least it’ll keep the midges at bay…
All blog as I can with a final update this evening.
11:45.
Best laid plans pt 56932…
Despite having checked with the National Rail Enquiries and Rail Times Trains websites just a few days ago, today I find that my train to Malliag isn’t running. In fact, there’s only one through train from Glasgow today, and that isn’t until 18:20!
After muttering some curses whilst checking various websites and timtables I found that there is (or should be) a 14:29 from Crianlarich to Mallaig, which is a return working of an earlier train. I’m assuming this is running as it’s crewed by Fort Bill staff.
But how to get to Crianlarich? I got a train as far as Dumbarton where I hoped to get a coach. This was a punt as the operators website told me they were all full. I walked the mile out to the bypass and hoped for the best. Bang on time at 11:04 the No 377 pulled up – and it had free seats! So, I’m now skirting the bonny banks of Loch Lomond by road rather than rail.
Let’s just hope that 14:29 isn’t cancelled at the last moment eh?
13:10.
Things are looking up. I’ve made it to Crianlarich, the rain’s stopped, the sun’s poking through – and the train’s running. The inbound service is due at 1342. The only downer is that the tea room on the station has closed down. Apparently, in the current climate the business simply wasn’t viable. However, the local post office/shop survives, so I’ve been able to buy supplies.
Made it! The train to Mallaig arrived at Crianlarich early. The reason for the problem was all too obvious. This was to do with the staff dispute over rest day working. Normally, trains change crews here. A Fort William crew work the service from the North to/from Crianlarich, whilst a Glasgow based crew work it to/from the South. They swap over trains here as this is normally where they pass. There’s a mess room on the station so crews can have their PNBs (personal needs breaks). The Fort William crews were still working so – so was the train.
Only there were no passengers. A couple of dozen came down from Fort William with the train, but only five of us went North. I had the rear car to myself whilst the front set was completely empty all the way to Fort William.
Normally (especially in August) you’d expect these trains to be standing room only. It was quite surreal.
Loch Treig on the way from Corrour.
Still, it got me to where I needed to be and it was a fabulous journey, despite the deteriorating weather. You’ll be able to read the full story in RAL magazine later this year. Now I’m kicking back in Mallaig, which is hardly ‘sin city’ – just a small town with a working harbour. Like just about everywhere it’s been hit by Covid and the recession. One of the three pubs has closed, as have some shops. I had a little wander when I first arrived as the rain eased for a short while. There’s really not a lot going on here, but that’s fine by me. I’m happy to have a quiet night in the hotel, having just gorged myself on fish and chips in the hotel restaurant, my first proper meal since I left home on Wednesday.
Journey’s end. Our train sits on the rain at Mallaig. Here’s part of the view from my bedroom window in the West Highland hotel. Worth the journey?
Tomorrow I’ll be making the long trek back to West Yorkshire, this could be fun as there’s a yellow weather warning for heavy rain…
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Nearly there! I’d have been quite happy to stay here in my suite at the station hotel here in Newcastle but I’ve a lot more miles to cover and a border to cross yet. Right now it’s time to get packing before my first train of the day, which will carry me to Edinburgh. The rain we had last night has disappeared and the weather promises to be good heading up the East coast, but as usual, the West side of Scotland looks more mixed.
I’ll blog (when I can) throughout the day….
Local services around Newcastle are mostly in the hands of these old Class 156s, built by Metro-Cammell in Birmingham between 1987-89. Nowadays the 114 strong fleet is divided between Northern and Scotrail.
09:36.
We’ve just crossed the Royal border bridge and are about to enter Scotland. This is always a magical journey.
11:00.
My stay in Edinburgh was brief. I’m about to head off to take in a new line that’s only reopened this year, the branch to Levenmouth. But not on one of these!
Hitachi built these Class 385s for Scotrail, the only company that operates them. They’re good trains but their introduction was ‘troubled’
23:30.
Well, what can I say? It’s been a busy day on busy trains where I’ve not always had the space to move, never mind blog. So, I’ll end the day with a few pictures from my travels now I’m tucked up in my hotel in Glasgow.
The furthest North I got today was Dundee, where I spent an hour by the banks of the Tay thinking about the past and taking pictures like this.After dropping my bags off at my hotel it was time to head back into the city centre and indulge in a ‘shoogle’ on the new trains on the Glasgow Subway aka – the ‘clockwork orange’…Another day, another class of train. Here’s the Alstom ‘Juniper’ which took me back from Partick to Anniesland.
Tomorrow is the official end of my trip. I’ll be taking a train from Glasgow all the way to Mallaig. Hopefully, I’ll be able to blog en-route. But for now – goodnight.
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A later start today but I’m on my way, having left Halifax on Northern’s 08:50 to Huddersfield. We’ve another hot, sunny day predicted so I’m dressed accordingly whilst carrying a variety of spare clothing for my tour of England, Scotland and Wales. Oh, and midge spray – just in case, although the West Higland weather is predicted to be wet!
Feel free to keep popping in to see where and what I get up to…
The first train of many…
15:15.
I’m back. Sorry for the delay but I’ve been moving between trains and busy with the camera.
I made it to Manchester Piccadilly with 5 mins to spare before my next connection – a packed Pendolino which took me to Stoke where I joined a blissfully quiet Cross-Country Voyager as far as Birmingham New St. The city (and station was hot and muggy but I wasn’t hanging around. Instead I had chance to sample two new train fleets. An Alstom Class 730 took me to Bromsgrove where I cahnged onto a 4-car, CAF built Class 196 to Worcester. A short visit to Shrub Hill station ensued as it has a fascinating history and retains one of the finest collections of GWR semaphore signals left on the UK mainline.
I was lucky to find this temporary exhibition in the cafe annexe which showcased a photographic history of the railways (and staff who worked) around Worcester.
Right now I’m on a GWR Class 800 crossing the Cotswolds en-route to Didcot.
16:50.
And it was all going so well…
I got to Didcot only to find the Cardiff train was cancelled. Not just the Cardiff one either, Cheltenhams too. It seems that when things go majorly pear-shaped on the Great Western Main Line near London these are the services sacrificed. It’s like the East Coast with trains to Leeds.
Now I’m basking in the hottest weather and intense sun while I wait for a train to Swindon and a connection to Cardiff. Yes, I know there’s other ways I could have done it but I’l trying to show what ‘Joe public’ relies on. Anyway, as well as the sunshine i’ve red kites and Chinnooks flying overhead to keep me entertained.
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