Sorry to start with another weak pun but I could hardly resist. That said I’ve been encouraged to stick to railway matters this week – so no more bird-brained blogging! Sadly it was not a fair day – distinctly dreary I’m afraid – which may have deterred some of the potential attendees. Never mind, our 2 trusty Station Masters plus staff were ready to deal with anything, whilst volunteers John O, John L, Steve, Dave T, Mary and I made further inroads into the autumn maintenance programme. It is this time of year when we begin to yearn for the passenger-free months – not that we don’t appreciate the lifeblood they provide, it’s just that quite a few of our tasks are only possible if the line is closed. So, for the moment, we remain in ‘tidy up’ mode with the pine needles still showing well and gardens/pots requiring some modest pre-frost clearance.
It was too wet even for Billy this morning so more traditional methods were require by Steve and John O:
I really can’t imagine why anyone would want to open up another ramp to another platform at CRCS – and that one with even more pine trees close at hand!
None of which trivial matters worried the hardy faithful who had made it to Cheltenham Racecourse Station for this morning’s first arrival Freightliner 1995:
There was a bit of steam vs diesel banter in the air with references to ‘kettles’ etc. I will remain strictly neutral on the subject save for stating that today was diesel’s day in the spotlight rather than their sometimes perceived role of simply filling in the timetable.
Also in splendid nick was the Ark Royal . Now I’m more of a land or air person myself but one couldn’t dispute the handsome and powerful engine on display for our second departure of the day:
I did have a request for some more snaps of the less obvious aspects of the railway so, in an effort to please, more coupling and spot the man in the boiler suit tasked to carry it out:
And here’s what railway compartments should really look like (less the reflection of the clot in the dayglo jacket – self):
A nostalgic reminder of (almost) forgotten journeys, long ago – but maybe that’s what heritage railways are all about?