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15/08 - Scottish Adventure, Part 2
Just before I start, I forgot to attach this photo on part 1, so here it is now;
Scotrail 156457 by TC60054, on Flickr
The day started early - I didn't have a very good sleep, so giving up at around half 6, went for a shower and then a couple of hours later it was out to Wetherspoons for some well earned breakfast. Todays plan was to do a Daytripper, the validity of which starts at 9 (I think), so the breakfast seemed a good way to waste some time. Eventually, 9am came around, so we made our way over to Queen Street, purchased the relevant ticket, and then made our way over to the 0923 Falkirk Grahamston local service, formed today of winner 158731. This was taken through to the winner shack of Cumbernauld, also the boundary of the rover but also with a nice ten minute or so connection onto a service through to Partick.
Scotrail 158731 by TC60054, on Flickr
Winner 334016 soon rolled in from the siding ready to work it's next service, which we boarded. As mentioned above, this was taken through to Partick to allow for an easy interchange over to Central, hopefully this time not getting too lost between High and Low levels there
I'd forgotten quite how vocal the 334s were, and this was clearly music to my ears as we moved below Glasgow before finally reaching Partick.
ScotRail 320318 by TC60054, on Flickr
320312 was the next move, taken on the short hop to Central, before looking at connection times for the Ayrshire Coast. I'd been waiting to do this for years, and have never gotten around to finishing off this tidy little network of routes - although the temptation to go down the Ayr line again now it's served by four trains an hour was very hard to resist
Fortunately, there was a nice connection onto the Ardrossan service. This was speedily located as my face fell - the next hour and a half, and almost sixty miles had fallen to dud 380114. Sticking with the plan, this was taken through to Ardrossan Harbour, where the thirty minute dwell was used to visit the nearby ASDA, taking the opportunity for some dinner and snacks for the trip over to Gourock, although nothing too major as what was thought to be the best is yet to come was yet to come. (I also can't seem to find the photo of the 380 from Ardrossan. Awks.)
Thirty minutes later and we were off again, this time through to Paisley Gilmour Street, where there was a nice enough connection onto a Gourock stopper. Expecting a 314, I was pleasantly surprised when four car winner 380110 made an appearance. We decided to step back a train at Gourock, admiring the scenery, and noticing a massive raincloud approaching, made a beeline for winner 380111 which was waiting to take us back into Glasgow on a fast service. (again, I seem to have lost a photo of this 380)
Scotrail 314213 by TC60054, on Flickr
Arrival into Glasgow was prompt at 1503 - and with a photo taken of a Carmine and Cream 314 sat opposite, not knowing if the next time I'd be in Glasgow if there'd be no 314s or Carmine and Cream livery at all, it was over to Queen Street to pick up winner 170433 across to the rather embarrassing winner shack of Edinburgh Waverley. We were booked onto the E-G half an hour later, but this left only a nine minute connection at Edinburgh, and I had a little bit of business to attend to in this "winner city". We arrived into Edinburgh a couple of minutes early, and so went up onto the gridlocked Princes Street.
Edinburgh Trams 270 by TC60054, on Flickr
Edinburgh Trams 262 by TC60054, on Flickr
As this was my first trip to Edinburgh, it would've been rude to not go and at least see the trams, even if there wasn't enough time to ride on them (I'm aware that we could've done a short hop to York Place in the time we were there, but the place was that gridlocked...).
Photos done, and back down into Waverley, where after getting a bit lost, we located our set back down the ECML, today being shoved by dud 91110. The major blow from this came after reading the FC menus, being rather hungry - "the onboard ovens weren't working". With such a poor selection of sandwiches on offer (erm, egg or egg), it was up to a bag of crisps and many complimentary drinks to sustain me until Doncaster.
Arrival into Doncaster was a couple of minutes late, as I went to purchase the final ticket - as I'd planned to catch the Northern service back across to Sheffield, I'd not bothered to try and bag a FC advance (for obvious reasons) for the short journey, however the late arrival plus a reluctance to go bus class led to a slightly cheaper TPE only ticket being purchased. Fortunately, my face lit up as the 2042 all shacks arrived, being formed of my lowest mileage 185, 185122. Okay, I was only adding another 18 miles to the 15 that it was already on, and it's still my lowest mileage, but it's no longer quite so embarrassing
My attention was drawn to the shunt move that was ongoing from 1B94 when we arrived into Sheffield, as there was a distinct hint of purple on the 185 performing it, so a quick phone snap of 185122 (which turned out shocking), and a quick dash over to platform 4 was called for, to grab a photo of my personal favourite of the lot, 185133, preparing to work 1R94 Cleethorpes semi fast. After experimenting with a couple of angles, I eventually settled on this rather good handheld photo.
TransPennine Express 185133 by TC60054, on Flickr
As if by magic, my tram home turned up late as usual, formed of pre-excessively colourful tram 116, whilst it was still advertising EMT. I'm not saying anything to incriminate anyone, although we seemed to make a lot of time up this trip, more so than usual
See ya later, childhood.
15/08 - Scottish Adventure, Part 2
Just before I start, I forgot to attach this photo on part 1, so here it is now;

The day started early - I didn't have a very good sleep, so giving up at around half 6, went for a shower and then a couple of hours later it was out to Wetherspoons for some well earned breakfast. Todays plan was to do a Daytripper, the validity of which starts at 9 (I think), so the breakfast seemed a good way to waste some time. Eventually, 9am came around, so we made our way over to Queen Street, purchased the relevant ticket, and then made our way over to the 0923 Falkirk Grahamston local service, formed today of winner 158731. This was taken through to the winner shack of Cumbernauld, also the boundary of the rover but also with a nice ten minute or so connection onto a service through to Partick.

Winner 334016 soon rolled in from the siding ready to work it's next service, which we boarded. As mentioned above, this was taken through to Partick to allow for an easy interchange over to Central, hopefully this time not getting too lost between High and Low levels there


320312 was the next move, taken on the short hop to Central, before looking at connection times for the Ayrshire Coast. I'd been waiting to do this for years, and have never gotten around to finishing off this tidy little network of routes - although the temptation to go down the Ayr line again now it's served by four trains an hour was very hard to resist

Fortunately, there was a nice connection onto the Ardrossan service. This was speedily located as my face fell - the next hour and a half, and almost sixty miles had fallen to dud 380114. Sticking with the plan, this was taken through to Ardrossan Harbour, where the thirty minute dwell was used to visit the nearby ASDA, taking the opportunity for some dinner and snacks for the trip over to Gourock, although nothing too major as what was thought to be the best is yet to come was yet to come. (I also can't seem to find the photo of the 380 from Ardrossan. Awks.)
Thirty minutes later and we were off again, this time through to Paisley Gilmour Street, where there was a nice enough connection onto a Gourock stopper. Expecting a 314, I was pleasantly surprised when four car winner 380110 made an appearance. We decided to step back a train at Gourock, admiring the scenery, and noticing a massive raincloud approaching, made a beeline for winner 380111 which was waiting to take us back into Glasgow on a fast service. (again, I seem to have lost a photo of this 380)

Arrival into Glasgow was prompt at 1503 - and with a photo taken of a Carmine and Cream 314 sat opposite, not knowing if the next time I'd be in Glasgow if there'd be no 314s or Carmine and Cream livery at all, it was over to Queen Street to pick up winner 170433 across to the rather embarrassing winner shack of Edinburgh Waverley. We were booked onto the E-G half an hour later, but this left only a nine minute connection at Edinburgh, and I had a little bit of business to attend to in this "winner city". We arrived into Edinburgh a couple of minutes early, and so went up onto the gridlocked Princes Street.


As this was my first trip to Edinburgh, it would've been rude to not go and at least see the trams, even if there wasn't enough time to ride on them (I'm aware that we could've done a short hop to York Place in the time we were there, but the place was that gridlocked...).
Photos done, and back down into Waverley, where after getting a bit lost, we located our set back down the ECML, today being shoved by dud 91110. The major blow from this came after reading the FC menus, being rather hungry - "the onboard ovens weren't working". With such a poor selection of sandwiches on offer (erm, egg or egg), it was up to a bag of crisps and many complimentary drinks to sustain me until Doncaster.
Arrival into Doncaster was a couple of minutes late, as I went to purchase the final ticket - as I'd planned to catch the Northern service back across to Sheffield, I'd not bothered to try and bag a FC advance (for obvious reasons) for the short journey, however the late arrival plus a reluctance to go bus class led to a slightly cheaper TPE only ticket being purchased. Fortunately, my face lit up as the 2042 all shacks arrived, being formed of my lowest mileage 185, 185122. Okay, I was only adding another 18 miles to the 15 that it was already on, and it's still my lowest mileage, but it's no longer quite so embarrassing

My attention was drawn to the shunt move that was ongoing from 1B94 when we arrived into Sheffield, as there was a distinct hint of purple on the 185 performing it, so a quick phone snap of 185122 (which turned out shocking), and a quick dash over to platform 4 was called for, to grab a photo of my personal favourite of the lot, 185133, preparing to work 1R94 Cleethorpes semi fast. After experimenting with a couple of angles, I eventually settled on this rather good handheld photo.

As if by magic, my tram home turned up late as usual, formed of pre-excessively colourful tram 116, whilst it was still advertising EMT. I'm not saying anything to incriminate anyone, although we seemed to make a lot of time up this trip, more so than usual

See ya later, childhood.