Britannia on tour

Our record for watching steam trains is not unblemished. Once last year we noted the expected time of arrival and timed our circular walk to arrive at the station in time to see the train. Well, that was the plan. In the event we met a lot of people walking away from the station; we were too late. The mystery is that we neither heard it nor saw the smoke.

Another time I saw a reminder on the internet and jumped to conclusions resulting in being two weeks early! We did not wait at the station, but farther along the track. Even so, I should have realised there was too little activity.

This week the time of the train had been announced and updated. I wanted to set off twenty minutes before the train was due. What happened isn’t important, but I went to the station on my own and heard the alarm for the level crossing barriers before I was within sight of the station. As I arrived I was told there were over one hundred people there. I wanted to cross the bridge for a better view, but the steps were crowded. The train was coming early so I stopped on the bridge, where I was barely tall enough to see what was going on.

Hubby, who followed me down, found a spot in the station car park and took some good photos. All that can be said about mine is that the angle of view is unusual!

 

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A cliff top walk on a clear day

It is unusual to have a very clear summer’s day on the Cumbrian coast. Often there is haze. The day I took most of these photos it was possible to see wind turbines out at sea, the Isle of Man including the Point of Ayre, Scottish mountains across the Solway Firth and the Cumbrian Mountains. I am also including one from a few days earlier for comparison. The weather by the sea may change quickly even in a single day.

I was looking for (and found) wild flowers #bythesea for #wildflowerhour.

 

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Urban flora

Here are some photos of plants and trees in a local town centre. When I took a friend on a short tour of the town, I avoided the area near the busy cross roads, because it was shabby at that time. Now it is looking much smarter. There are floral displays with brightly coloured begonias all over the town. I have included a picture of a park we visited.

The silver birch trees are the sort which gave the title to a book I read recently – Ghost Trees.