I have to give an honourable mention to the 68s. On a recent trip to Leamington I could hear the loco under power from the 3rd coach back......
We were just on the other side of the line where you were filming, by the hotel. There used to be a grade crossing over the line there, now replaced by an underbridge and new road. In fact, the whole road and rail infrastructure in the area has been completely rebuilt on new alignments in the last 40 years, on the rail side to ease out the gradients and provide for what is effectively double track, although used very bi-directionally.The present day Lake Louise railway scene isn't bad either - see my post here:

Or just open the window and watch it thrash past, like 37611 did yesterday just before I finished work. A fitting end to the morning shift....Do you guys ever have a quiet moment and suddenly you hear the melody of a class 37 in the distance, you check it out and there it is on realtimetrains? It was not your imagination.
Our house is situated only around 20mtrs from the one remaining running line of the Stockport to Guide Bridge line. Last week in the height of the storm that ripped through here with sleep destroying roaring winds that later went on to cause so much damage in The Netherlands and Germany etc, were briefly completely drowned out by the somewhat louder roar of a class 37s EE 12CSVT engine powering an early hours NR test train. Having said that I can remember when Class 40s & 50s were regular past here, and they definitely put the 37s in the shade, especially double headed 50s on Anglo Scottish weekend diversions during the early seventies, now they did make a serious racket!
I can't remember if I've ever been in the engine room of a 40 or 50 when running, but I have been in quite a few in a 45 (on the Midland) and 47 (on the Western) and I can tell you, bowling along at any speed over about 50 with the driver pushing the needle in the ammeter was quite an experience - and you took your ear mufflers off at your peril (but I used to do that on occasion, for a few seconds). Leaving St Pancras with a 45 on the front, the sounds reverberating from the retaining walls into Belsize Tunnel was damned exciting, whether on the locomotive or in the first carriage - even IIDs with air con and no open windows.
All I can say is you are a lot braver than I then IronDuke! You're mentioning of 45s prompts me to ask a question, do you recall that the class 45/46s made a greater racket than the 47s? my memory is that they did by a considerable margin but I know of others who would disagree on this.
I used to think the 45s made a bigger racket than 47s, but I suspect that was influenced by my runs out of St Pancras (and Leicester, heading south out of the station). But I couldn't say that was scientific: I never measured it. They were probably much of a muchness.
The thing about being in the engine room at speed was not just the noise, it was the swaying of the loco, the heat and the continual chatter of the fuel pumps. I also didn't hang around near the turbochargers. They had guards on, and statistically, they only blew up once every 100 zillion hours - but the thought of getting a bit of yellow-hot hot steel through your body if they DID kind of made you shy away from them. Well, it did me
I think I was only ever in the cab of a 40 when working once, on a train of hoppers at Peak Forest. But I don't think I went into the engine room. We were trying to find out if we could add one more waggon to some hopper train, and Crewe reckoned the one extra was a make or break for some freight contract. It was also just above the theoretical load limit for the route, and that was the problem. (In the end, after consultation with the loco inspector and driver, I recommended we passed it. I suppose we got the contract, at least, I hope so.) I was also on 50s on test trains for WCML electrification - but I can't remember going into the engine room then either.
a short walk from the Leeds branch of the ECML, but on a clear night I can hear the ECML towards York in the distance - it's mostly fields between the two from where I live - so these days it's mainly 91's roaring, the odd freight train, and Adwick-Sheffield services I can hear.
Thanks for getting back with this, exactly the sort of things I enjoy learning about. It's difficult to imagine what it feels like to travel on board a large diesel locomotive at speed, obviously a very different experience to being onboard a unit or in hauled stock without a doubt.
I lived about one and a half miles from the ECML and on a night the Deltics were very distinctive.
It's better to have locomotives that have different sounds that are loud and recogniseable, than so called locomotives than all look the same and sound like washing machines and have no personality
You're welcome! You've got me thinking about it all now. It was 45 years ago (or so), difficult to remember it all exactly. It's only just struck me that, for a variety of reasons, I only ever seemed to arrive in Paddington on the loco - I never remember leaving the station, and I don't think I ever did! And even then, the retaining walls were further apart, so the sound levels would not have been the same from an accelerating train as out of St Pancras, through Kentish Town and the tunnels. I do remember the 47s climbing over the top out of Swansea, after crossing the viaduct over the Tawe, the driver would open up to tackle the bank - that was quite an effort. But it was just the hillside on one side that put the sound back - not the same as retaining walls.
It was also wonderful inside the engine room when, after being on full load, the driver would ease off, and everything would shut down to idling, in unison - well, of course it did, it was all interlnked - but it felt like an orchestra just following the conductor. Then back on full power - wow, you felt special in there all alone with all the racket, the pulsating power of the engine itself, the whine of the turbocharger and also the smell of oil in the hot air. And the passengers behind, not really far away at all, who knew nothing of this.
I never went out of Kings Cross or Liverpool Street on the fooplate. I dare say they were pretty exhilarating runs too.
Wonderful stuff Iron DukeYou're welcome! You've got me thinking about it all now. It was 45 years ago (or so), difficult to remember it all exactly. It's only just struck me that, for a variety of reasons, I only ever seemed to arrive in Paddington on the loco - I never remember leaving the station, and I don't think I ever did! And even then, the retaining walls were further apart, so the sound levels would not have been the same from an accelerating train as out of St Pancras, through Kentish Town and the tunnels. I do remember the 47s climbing over the top out of Swansea, after crossing the viaduct over the Tawe, the driver would open up to tackle the bank - that was quite an effort. But it was just the hillside on one side that put the sound back - not the same as retaining walls.
It was also wonderful inside the engine room when, after being on full load, the driver would ease off, and everything would shut down to idling, in unison - well, of course it did, it was all interlnked - but it felt like an orchestra just following the conductor. Then back on full power - wow, you felt special in there all alone with all the racket, the pulsating power of the engine itself, the whine of the turbocharger and also the smell of oil in the hot air. And the passengers behind, not really far away at all, who knew nothing of this.
I never went out of Kings Cross or Liverpool Street on the fooplate. I dare say they were pretty exhilarating runs too.
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