My guess that the station would not be busy on a damp day turned out to be correct. The steam train’s timetable coincided with a service train’s arrival at the station. The train had been painted to commemorate 100 years of the Royal Air Force in 2018. It arrived a few minutes before the steam-drawn excursion passed slowly through the station without stopping.
Earlier this month a steam train was scheduled to take an excursion from Saphos trains along the Cumbria Coastal Railway. The best local place for photography is probably the station as all trains stop there if only briefly. However it can be very busy and everyone wants a good spot, so I decided to snap it on its way into the station.
As I arrived at my vantage point with a view of a fairly long stretch of the line, I disturbed a rabbit and a heron. Both creatures were far quicker than the time taken to switch on my camera and point it in the right direction!
The track slopes down to the station so that trains can coast along at a reasonable speed. No puffs of smoke as there are beyond the station when it sets off again. The diesel engine in case of need had the name Roger Hosking MA, although it is not legible on my photos.
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!