Sorry for the long gap between reports - I've been really busy with work. I'm currently away from the main computer that my trip reports are stored in so I don't know where I'm currently at. Because of this I've decided to type up a trip from Saturday while the details are fresh in my mind. Enjoy
A South Yorkshire circular
November the 11th was in the calendar about a month before the trip. This was to be a sociable day with Nat and Cactustwirly and, although we’d got a date sorted a month in advance there was lots of ideas regarding where we’d meet up: Brum, Manchester and Nottingham all being included. Eventually we settled on a loop around the East Midlands using a combination of fares as I’d noticed that VTEC were diverting via Lincoln on that Saturday. A plan was formed that would include two tram sets. Definitely beats a day in Brum!
For this trip it’d need to be an 07:21 departure from Leamington. The last time that I’d tried to get this service from Leamington mum was most displeased because she didn’t know until the night before (I’d already told dad though) and said that she wouldn’t take me because it wasn’t in the calendar. Dad took me that morning so it wasn’t a disaster but this time I was ready and put that I’d be on the 07:21 from Leam in the calendar. No chance for confusion there.
We were all on one boat for a few days due to the second having some work done on it so I was on a mattress on the floor in the saloon. I didn’t sleep brilliantly and easily woke to my alarm. Being careful not to wake anyone else until I had to, I got ready and dad had soon got up to take me to the station. We left at about 06:45 and picked Nat up on the way. About 15 minutes later I was saying bye to dad and let him head back home for some more kip.
We headed to the ticket office to get our tickets. It was a relatively new member of staff on duty but she’d issued me a few tickets in the past (including selling me two tickets totalling 10p) so recognized me and wasn’t surprised when I asked for 3 different day returns. We used our family and friends railcard and split the £44.80 equally between the two of us (which actually means that we were each paying less than the normal child fares). It was then up onto the platform where our cart was observed as running 10 minutes late due to the late running Manchester Piccadilly ahead of it. Typical Cross Country. Still, this delay shouldn’t cause us any problems with making our train at New Street as we had 24 minutes to do train to train if both were on time. During our wait we saw the 06:24 Snow Hell, dad’s usual train to work on a weekday, come through ECS due to running 53 minutes late from Banbury and no less than 3 freight trains come through, all heading South. Another had passed (also going South) when we were getting tickets so there must have been a block somewhere. Anyway, our 2-car unit to Birmingham eventually rolled in 10 minutes late with
168324 having the honour of taking us to Brum.
A couple of moments after leaving Leamington we passed another southbound freight; the Immingham-Theale tanks. That makes a total of 5 southbound freights in about 25 minutes through Leamington. Not too bad at all! That was the last freight that we passed on the way to Birmingham and we made up a couple of minutes en route, arriving 8 minutes late.
On the section of track between Bordesley and Moor Street you can see stuff coming in and out of New Street and, looking over today we could see the morning Cross Country tram to Plymouth snaking its way towards the bat cave. Not a bad thing to see in the morning although it was beaten by what came passed next: the best cat (014) working the first Marylebone hauled set of the day.
We got off our 170 and immediately left Moor Street for the walk over to New Street. A couple of minutes later we were in the concourse before going down to the platform for the 08:22 Stansted Airport service. This was due out of platform 10A and we got down to the platform just as the Cross Country tram was leaving from platform 11 so got to see 43303 on the back of it. Attention then turned to the Cross Country 170 that would work our service and I groaned when I saw a two car one there. Seriously Cross Country? To make matters worse 1st class was at the very front of the unit so we couldn’t get a seat away from the engines as normal had already taken ones at the other end (which was closest to the stairs). A bay of 4 was wanted, as Cactus was to join us at Leicester so we got one above the engine and just hoped no one would wedge us out.
It turns out that this diagram is a booked 3-car 170 but there was a last minute swap to
170518 due to a fault. The service had actually been cancelled and then reinstated so we were certainly lucky. No reservations were in force on this service (good news for us) and we thankfully weren’t wedged out on departure from the bat cave.
The ride was rather tedious on a not particularly fun bit of track (basically after Water Orton it gets boring and gets gradually worse before you finally reach Nuneaton) but at least we were non-stop between Nuneaton and Leicester so it wasn’t so bad. We weren’t wedged out at all and Cactus was waiting on the platform at Leicester as we arrived. He was first on the 170 via that set of doors and joined us at our bay of 4 ready for one of my least favourite stretches of track in the country: Leicester to Peterborough.
It was good to have someone else to chat too on the journey to Peterborough and we’d soon ended our journey through boring countryside and got to Peterborough, having passed 67029 and 91110 just outside the station heading north on a drag. With an hour to kill in Peterborough we’d looked at the option of a run to Huntingdon and back and found that it’d be a +6 if we wanted to. We didn’t yet have tickets so it was a walk through the open barriers to the travel centre. When we got there we found a big queue for the ticket office windows and loads of TVMs... All collection only. Seriously? There was no time to catch the train at this point along with getting a ticket so it was promptly flagged and, as I hadn’t eaten anything all day we headed to Queensgate shopping centre.
I very much dislike shopping centres and this one is certainly included in that. After wandering aimlessly for a few minutes we changed direction and headed to a Greggs that we’d passed on the way. Nat and Cactus waited outside so Nat could collect some of his Stagecoach bus numbers having turned to the dark side but only with Stagecoach, which is apparently the best thing since sliced bread. With the cost of Stagecoach travel he must be used to expensive bread. Anyway, I got a bacon and sausage bap rom Greggs and we all wandered back to the station, heading the wrong way to start with due to following the signs for the station.
Back at the station there was still quite a while to kill until our tram north to Doncaster. We got to see a tram arrive to change traincrew (but wasn’t an advertised stop at either Peterborough or Donny) with 43302 on the back, carrying a vinyl sticker to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the HST world speed record, which it was involved in. Nat suddenly decided that he needed a birthday card for his mum and decided to go to Waitrose to get it. Nat doesn’t like spending money so I’m highly surprised he would buy one instead of make one and even more surprised that he’d even consider Waitrose for it. Cactus and I followed him to Waitrose and Nat chose a card for £2.50! Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) when he went to buy the card he could only find self service machines and all were card only. It was flagged and we walked back to the station and then over to the platform for our train, seeing a pair of 37s arrive on a test train while waiting.
Peterborough 37s by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
I’d forgotten that it was Remembrance Day today until an announcement was made a minute or so before 11:00 asking people to shut up. Despite this one woman went around asking a couple of people if they had a pen and then headed to a member of staff who completely ignored her. Well done that man.
We headed down towards the South end of the platform so both powercars could be identified before boarding. A tram came into view and I’d soon noticed that it wasn’t in VTEC livery but was instead in EMT livery. Both Nat and Cactus weren’t too happy about this but I didn’t mind – after all it’s easier to get a long run on a VTEC set than an EMT one in the future.
43045 and
43052, both powercars that Nat and I had had a few days previously, were working this train and it was a full EMT set on hire and was unfortunately rather busy. There was no way that we’d be able to get a bay of 4 but we wandered through the train and found 3 seats close together in coach B. This comprised of a free bay of 2 and a bay of 4 with two people in it and, while Cactus and I took the bay of 2 Nat decided to stand because he hates sitting next to a stranger. I found out at Newark that he’d got a bay of 2 not far behind us but I don’t know how long he was sat there for.
We turned onto the GN/GE at Werrington Junction and, thanks to the speedometer on Cactus’ phone found out that we were travelling at about 70mph. We passed Spalding, where 500 people had been left stranded thanks to a failed 67 the previous weekend and had soon taken the Sleaford avoider. The rarest way to go past Sleaford and I’ve done it twice, never having gone via the station. It took an hour to do the 54 miles to Lincoln, where I found out that the railway cuts through the university campus thanks to Cactus’ knowledge on it. Not long after going through the station we turned to the left and headed towards Newark, where we arrived 10 minutes early. This gave me 18 minutes before we were booked out so I got off to get a few photos of the tram and 67029, which was waiting to take the next 91 back to Peterborough.
Newark EMT by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
Newark Northgate by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
I headed back to Cactus and Nat and was only back in my seat for a few minutes before we headed North once again, this time with much more speed than on the way to Newark. We weren’t moving for too long before Retford, where we had a booked stop and then it was a fast run through to Doncaster. I was hoping to see a Colas 47 in Doncaster yard as I’d heard that 47749, Nat’s last required operational brush for sight, was there the day before. There was no sign of it though but quite a few locos (mostly 66s) were there. Once we arrived at Doncaster I was a case of bailing and hearing the VP185s scream out on their way to Leeds.
We had two options for the next part of our journey, which was to Sheffield. Number 1 was an all shacks Northern stopper that I really didn’t want to get. Number 2 was a fast TPE 185 15 minutes later. I agreed to do the stopper if it was a 150 but there was no chance if it was a pacer. I got out of the stopper when I saw (and heard) a 142 squeal in. Cactus decided to go for it though so we said bye and arranged to meet him at Meadowhall. Meanwhile my favourite VTEC powercar (and one of my favourites overall), 43208, rolled in working a Kings Cross service. Unfortunately I couldn’t get it as it was unadvertised stops at both Donny and Peterborough so I watched it leave before heading to the 1st class lounge for a snack and drink.
I was surprised to see that there were biscuits in the lounge today, something which seems to be fairly rare with Doncaster lounge. I had quite a few and got a few for Cactus and Nat to have. Two hot chocolates were also consumed and I got a bottle of water to have later. It was a nice, peaceful place to wait for my next train and I headed out onto the platform about 8 minutes before the diesel dez was due in. I was expecting to find Nat waiting there but he was nowhere to be seen. Instead I saw Cactus waiting patiently for the 185, having flagged the 142 as it started to fill up quite a lot. Fair enough – an all shacks stopper is never fun anyway, let alone on a pacer. Nat appeared at the last moment before dud
185118 arrived and the three of us managed to get a bay of 4 to ourselves.
This was Cactus’ first 185 and it unfortunately sounded a little poorly, leaving about a minute late despite arriving 5 minutes before booked departure time. I think Cactus decided that they were OK but not as good as voyagers, something that I most certainly disagree with: the refurbished ones in particular are really pleasant (this one was unrefurbished). It’s just a shame about the door position but at least TPE are sorting that on the long distance routes with their new stock. Not the best DMU (that would go to either the 175 or 180) but it’s definitely up there.
We decided to get off this 185 at Meadowhall to get an ex Scarborough 158 for the rest of the journey. A 399 was out of service in the tram platform at Meadowhall and the automatic doors gave a really annoying beeping sound every time someone tried to go through them. We were only there for about 10 minutes but it gave a chance to get a photo of the 399 and a new advertising livery on one of the old trams.
The old ones by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
The new ones by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
Dud
158844 was in charge for the run through to Sheffield, which included a really cheery guard who must love his job (sarcasm). We were waiting in the tunnel just outside Sheffield station for a few minutes and, using RTT, came up with a plan for the 45 minutes we had before our Northern 158 to Nottingham.
We came to a stop at about 14:20, with 9 minutes until the 14:29 St Pancras. It’s no secret that I thoroughly dislike 222s but this plan would score me a winner shack (Dronfield) so was worth it. It was only to Chesterfield anyway. We got on board and stood in the vestibule just for Nat to suddenly get really annoying and unreasonable. He said that there was no point on getting this and that he wasn’t going to, not caring that my ticket isn’t valid without his. He then said that I could get Dronfield any time and that it didn’t need to be now. Yep, I could get it any time but I have time now so why the hell shouldn’t I do it? He eventually said that he’d stay but wouldn’t get a seat despite there being multiple ones free (and next to us, not sitting next to anyone). Cactus and I sat down and a couple of moments later Cactus came up with a very good ticketing suggestion so that Nat didn’t need to come. Nat agreed to this and left winner
222004 while Cactus and I stayed on through to Chesterfield.
222s still make me feel ill but I wasn’t on it for long as Chesterfield has soon come. We got off, Cactus taking a photo of it as it departed (!), and made our way over to the other platform for a short fester until the Nottingham-Leeds 158 arrived with winner
158906. This was a fairly busy service but we managed to get a pair of seats together for the short hop to winner shack Dronfield.
Dronfield by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
Dronfield is a nice little station in a nice area right on the edge of the peak district. We walked over the footbridge before the 158 had left and it’s a funky view from the middle of the footbridge if you look towards Chesterfield. With 10 minutes before our train to Nottingham we decided to go for a short walk, ending up in a convenience store. They didn’t have anything that got my interest so we headed back to the station. It looks like a nice area with lots of dry stone walls (it wasn’t raining you see) and may be worth an explore in future, along with the rest of the peak district.
When we got back to the station, our Nottingham service changed from ‘on time’ to the dreaded ‘delayed’ on the PIS. This certainly wasn’t good news because it was already 15:10 and we wanted to be on the 16:32 from Nottingham. I really couldn’t be on a later service from Nottingham because I needed to be home by 21:00 on pain of death (for dad had a night shift and I was required to keep an eye on my brother as mum was out). I then saw the reason for the delay scrolling on the bottom of the board: ‘due to emergency services dealing with an incident’. A few choice words left my mouth when I saw that as it’s basically code for ‘person hit by train’. The message didn’t say where so Cactus checked and found out that it was a PHBT between Langley Mill and Nottingham so we still had via Derby thank god. The Nottingham on the departure board changed to Chesterfield and, thankfully, after 5 minutes the board changed to ‘expected 15:25’ and Nat text me to say that they’d left Sheffield.
Dud
158845 arrived and we located Nathan at the back of the unit. It was, as the boards at Dronfield had said, being pined at Chesterfield and the guard wasn’t very helpful on what to do. We arrived on platform 3 at Chesterfield and station staff were immediately on hand to assist passengers. The advice for Nottingham was to get the St Pancras in 10 minutes to Derby and change there so we decided to do this and my second 222 of the day went to winner
222005. This wasn’t as busy as the last and the three of us got a bay of 4 for the sickly run to Derby. There was some good that came out of this diversion to Nottingham though. You know that 47 that I said had been at Doncaster the day before? It had migrated to Derby in the afternoon and was sat in the ROG siding as we arrived. Nat was rather happy at this as, after a long time, he’d finally cleared the operational mainline 47s for sight.
170109 was waiting in the opposite platform at Derby on the 16:08 Nottingham. If this was on time it would give us a +5 onto the 16:32 St Pancras. If it was late then it’d have to be a 170 straight back to New Street, something that neither Nat nor I wanted. We left Derby on time and there was quite a lot in the RTC including 37407 without numbers: DRS’ next waste of money (I do like 37s but DRS have restored loads of demic ones that should just have got the cutters torch and now have way to many). It was a good enough run to Nottingham and we arrived at 16:27 as booked. With that there was just enough time to get onto
43089 and
43081, another set that Nat and I had had the Monday before. 081 was one of my last 6 EMT powercars needed for 100 so was good to get, and it would be cleared by Leicester leaving me with just 043, 046, 049, 058 and 082 to get.
We took a bay of 4 in coach D and it was a pleasant run through the near darkness to Leicester, where it was time for us to get our 170 to Brum and Cactus to head home. Having not had time to identify the rear powercar at Nottingham we headed to the back at Leicester and got it then, confirming that it was still 43081. As we were walking past we noticed that coach A was totally deserted too – it’s a shame that we weren’t in there!
Heading for St Pancras by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
Anyway, the tram set was watched leave before we wandered down to the footbridge and said bye to Cactus. Nat and I changed platforms for the 17:18 New Street, a booked 3-car 170. We didn’t like what we saw when we got there...
170518, exactly the same 2-car one that we’d had from New Street to Peterborough in the morning instead of a 3 car one! Typical! Standard class over the bogies was at the wrong end for the Leicester crowds so Nat and I got another bay of 4 with a normal also joining us as it was a rather busy service. It wasn’t a particularly nice run, stopping at every station other than Water Orton but it was over about an hour after we left Leicester and that was that.
I’d noticed on the way back that we didn’t have as long in Birmingham as I’d originally thought. I thought that we’d have an hour until the 19:15 but I’d forgotten about the 18:55 ‘fast’ until checking RTT at Nuneaton. This was good news for us because we didn’t need to kill as long in Birmingham but a couple of things needed to be done in our time. Firstly, Nat and I headed to Tesco just outside New Street to see if there was any sarnies on special offer (there wasn’t) so we headed back to Corporation street with the thought of checking another couple of stores. After that it was into Poundland so Nat could get the birthday card that he needed, and save £1.50 compared to Waitrose while doing so. Then we walked up the hill to Snow Hell and firstly went into the Tesco outside: nothing on special. Then it was into the Sainsbury’s next door. While no sarnies were on offer there was a pack of 10 mini beef pasties for £1.60 so I went for those and we crossed the road to Snow Hell to see if there would be a well timed 172 through the tunnel to Moor Street before our train. Unfortunately there wasn’t so it was on foot to Moor Street, getting there to find
168110 waiting with the engine and lights off on the 18:55 to Marylebone. It was a shame when the driver turned both on about 5 minutes before departure...
The journey to Leam was a fast one, taking 25 minutes with stops at Solihull and Warwick Parkway. Nat’s mum, who was picking us up, was running a few minutes late when we got to Leamington due to having to stop for petrol so we had enough time to see 68015 arrive on the second Marylebone-Snow Hell evening cat (running a few minutes late due to the Manchester voyager being 9 down from Leam). A great way to end the day, and a very fun one it had been. Thanks to Cactus for helping make it a great one.