The strike on the north day 6: A planned lateness
Unlike two days previously, the 18th of August was planned to be back on the 18:40 from York to give us a longer day (we just ended up on the 18:40 two days before because of TPE's problems). We'd be starting on the 09:13 again so an 07:30 alarm was set and the morning process that we'd done the last two days was gone through before heading off to the station, getting there with 20 minutes to spare.
The Scarborough was late as usual so our train was arriving pretty much just after it had left.
Heading to the coast by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
This led to confusion. We were both looking down the platform as it approached to see if it was the new livery or not. It went like this today: old livery, nope, new livery, nope it's the old one, no, it's the new one, nope, that can't be the new one, it's the old one. Then it was, eh, what the hell? Eh, what livery's that? We were both very confused when winner
185104 rolled in. It had a front end that was pink (OK, fine. Excluding the windscreen, yellow bit, coupling area and the very top bit). We shrugged this off, guessing that it must be advertising something. It turns out that after further looking at York that it was advertising Manchester pride. Really not needed as Mancc has enough pride already (and well deserved pride, being one of, if not my favorite cities in the UK). Anyway, it was an uneventful run through to York, where a couple of photos were taken of the unit.
185104 by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
185104 by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
It was then a walk over to the footbridge to check our options.
The moment I saw which milkfloat was on the 10:03 to Kings Cross, I knew that I wanted to be on it. 91118 had annoyed me on day two of the rover (day 4 of the trip) when it raced through Doncaster non-stop and it was now one of my last 8 required milkfloats. I asked Nat if it'd be all right with him to go for that and, as he needed it too, he was happy with it. We waited for the slightly late 09:53 to Edinburgh to arrive first to confirm that it wasn't a winner, seeing 43480 leading the GC to Sunderland at '58 as expected. As we knew that 484 was on the back, we didn't check it and instead wandered over towards the front of 91118's set and got on board. That's the point that I froze. I saw the number of the powercar on the back of the GC set and turned around slowly before telling Nat that we weren't going to be going for the milkfloat and telling him to run before sprinting off the train and down the platform. He took a moment to follow, checking the powercar himself before following...
At a slow pace! That git!
I got over to platform 10 before the doors had been shut and ran over to the one nearest. Instead of getting on, I simply held the door waiting for my stupid friend who had WALKED most of the way. He thankfully ran the last bit after seeing that it was possible to make and got to the top of the footbridge just after the signal had gone yellow. He made it onto the platform just in time and got on board before I slammed the door. Why didn't I just get on board? He didn't have his phone! If he had then I would have just got on (and he would probably still have made it) and if he missed then just call to say to be on the milkfloat that I'd be on from Northallerton. Anyway, that doesn't matter as the connection made onto
43480 and my last GC powercar,
43468! Score and a half!
There were no problems regarding tickets today and, once at Northallerton, we had yet another half-hour fester.
GC to Sunderland by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
It went by reasonably... slowly... and we were soon watching the brake dust from another milkfloat that we both automatically recognized due to a symbol on the front. Score winner for both of us
91101! This wasn't too busy and it was a short ride up to Darlington, where we bailed for 1E09, a service that we'd got every day so far.
The 91 kettle by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
We were both rather ticked off once again to see a DVT leading as, just like on Monday, it was vice! Today it was dud from yesterday
91119 taking us back to York.
It was an uneventful ride south, arriving at York a couple of minutes late. Our plan was now to take the 12:03 to Doncaster to get the EMT hire in set to Leeds and back as it was something that Nat wanted to do (and I wasn't complaining!). Even though we could have made the northern lights as it was running about 10-late, we changed over to
43206 and
43299 on the excellent EC64, which I'm now calling 'the pocket set'. We got comfy in the front Standard class coach and were on the move a couple of minutes late at 12:05. This is where Nat got really annoyed. We saw the Northern Lights arrive as we were pulling out with 43319 on the front. This made us think that 311 would be on the back, as it was when we last saw it. Nope, one of Nat's winners, 43277! Damn!
Other than that the journey didn't have many problems except waiting for a platform at Doncaster, arriving 5 late.
'The pocket set' by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
It was then to the front powercar for a quick photo before watching it leave and heading for the platform that the 12:42 to Leeds was booked out from.
Tram heading south by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
We then had a short wait until our tram, during which we went to the Greggs in the shopping centre next to the station, before heading to the platform to wait for our service, which was running about 5 late...
With a stalker milkfloat! We were pretty ticked off - what do you have to do to avoid vice turns? We flagged it and decided to head to York on the 13:05 milkfloat instead. Dad was called and a creamy cooler got and we didn't have too long until we could see our train approaching...
With an EMT powercar leading! Score! We were both happy enough with duds for both of us
43059 and
43061. We got on board another EMT style set and got in the front coach, windowhanging for the excellent noise from the VP185 engines as they screamed away from Donny before getting a seat again for the race up the ECML to York. While en route, we decided to take the EMT set back out at 14:02 to try Retford once again as more mileage from this hellfire pair was too hard to resist. We didn't have too long to wait at York before departure again, seeing 251 and 296 head north on the Chieftain, before departing on time towards London. All going OK so far - will we make it to Retford on try 4 (if I haven't yet lost count)?
All went fine until just before Donny when we were signal checked and we arrived a minute or two late. +9 at Retford, this will be easy! Or not. After about 6 minutes of waiting, the guard came over the PA to say that we were just waiting for a police attendance at the end of the train and that we'd be on the move shortly. Oh, for goodness sake!
We got off and the tram moved forward again about 5 minutes later, making the connection at Retford a -4. It was good that we'd flagged it too as the connection was running only 1 late and it missed. This is a booked tram so we were sorely hoping for one and not another vice. Luckily it went well this time and we could soon see a tram set approaching. Nathan was very happy after seeing the front powercar as it was one that hadn't been out all week,
43306. It seems that this had swapped with 274 as it was
43272 on the back. We easily got seats on board and relaxed for the MTU thrash back up the ECML to York. We decided to try for Retford yet again as it'd put us onto another tram back to York so we were wondering how it'd go wrong this time as we left York once again on the same pair at 16:02, running on time. We got up to speed quickly once again and were soon racing along the ECML to Doncaster, getting a platform right away. We had a decent bay of 4 to chill out in and we soon heard a whistle and the doors locked before we moved forward out of Donny a minute or so late. Retford here we come!
Books at the ready to scribe stuff at Donny, we managed to get quite a lot. Just before everything ended though, we wrote down a number of a red death and it took a couple of moments before Nathan blurted out '084; of course'! This was a red death that I recognized too and he'd worked it out a couple of seconds before me. 66084 was Nat's last required red death in the country and had been stored at Hither Green for just under a year! We didn't know that it'd been released and he'd kind of forgotten about it due to not being able to get it. Score!
We got to Retford, a shack score, not long after and we both alighted and changed platforms without difficulty, watching the tram set accelerate away towards Kings Cross. We then turned our attention to the PIS which displayed '16:49 York on time'. Brilliant! We didn't know which tram set would appear so we were hoping for a decent one but were thoroughly ticked off when we saw the rubbish front end of a milkfloat come off the junction and into the station. What made it was that it was dud for the trip
91125. What made it even worse than that is that the one turn we'd had this milkfloat on was a vice too! Stupid thing!
We were still annoyed as we got on board and headed towards Doncaster but I looked at options on RTT anyway for what we could do after getting to York, with just over an hour until our train back to Malton. I located a move to Northallerton and back on milkfloats so we decided to do that, and got to York on 125 not too long later. We had a platform change and short wait here before dud for both of us (and the trip, having had it from Newcastle to York on the first day of the rover)
91129 arrived for the ride up to Northallerton, getting there on time. It was now a short wait after changing platforms before our one back. While here, a bee was helped get the right way round again (it was on the platform with its legs facing the air and couldn't get the right way round) and the fester didn't feel too long before we saw our train back approaching. Nat waited fairly far up the platform, leaving me to get the milkfloat, which was dud for both of us
91114. It said hi, Kite

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Not long after getting on board, we were back at York with a short fester before the 18:40.
Durham cathedral moved to York? by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
This was going to be a busy service and wasn't aided by the fact that the '51' coach was leading, so we both had to stand on
185126 back through to Malton, where granddad was waiting to take us back. Another excellent day on the rails!