Mystery Excursion-12/08/17
My original plan for today was to head to the Cambrian Coast-but that all went Tango Uniform for three reasons, including missing the TrawsCymru T3 bus (had I even tried to go for it), not fancying spending so much of the day bus vegging and being far too tight to pay for the train. But I still fancied something a bit different than the norm-I would have headed to Yorkshire but it was too late really (and the points about being too tight for the train and being keen to avoid spending 6hrs+ on buses).
There was a train departing to Manchester soon, so I took it. That is after I handed over £7.85 for a return to Glazebrook and a GM Rail Ranger-reminiscing buying them as a kid for £2.20 5 years ago. (£6.40 now!) Northern had very kindly allocated their premier traction to the 10:38 to Occy Road, 142025+156460. I told the 156 where to go and took a seat in the bouncy beast. The guard was initially confused by my tickets, but it eventually made sense. The journey seemed quite fast and I was slightly ashamed to admit passing Trafford Park and having to think about which shack that was...
On arrival at Occy Road, I was given a Mancunian greeting by the clouds as I hurridly boarded 185148 to Piccadilly. My plan here changed yet again-I intended to go to Subway, but was going to ID the Bournemouth vomiter on the way. Winner 220028, just 3 more 220s to give the red pen treatment to then! Alighting into some badly needed fresh air at Stockport, I headed across to the other platforms to fester. I've festered for ages here in the past-especially now the only units I need here are 3 220s, a similar amount of XC 221s, about 6 ATW 158s and 3 pendos-not to mention *that* 150...
I asked Virgin to confirm if any of my pendos were on Manchester's today-however I was told they were not. Declining to fester for XC vomiters, I boarded the next available service to Piccadilly, formed of 175113. It was now past midday to too late for breakfast, so I headed to the Metrolink. 3010 was boarded in error, so I alighted at Piccadilly Gardens, with my mind undecided on the new(ish) Metrolink announcements. Immediately 3048 arrived on the Bury service I thought I'd boarded to take me over to Victoria. I had a bit of a fester until the Leeds train arrived, but eventually it did-a dud 142+155 IIRC. So I flagged it! I headed to Platform 2 for the Brighouse stopper, formed of a 142+150. I don't need to say where I sat do I? No? Good.
Unfortunately however, the traincrew had different ideas on what the rateable traction was-as the guard told me when he kicked everyone out of the 142 and onto the 150! (This wouldn't be the first time this'd happen today...) Admittedly, 150215 did make a bit of a racket up Miles Platting, and I decided to bail at Moston to have a look at the Improved Station'. I alighted and headed for a local shop for a supply raid before crossing to the other platform.
It's fair to say I was more than a little disappointed! (And, for once, that isn't a dig at Arriva Rail North!) The 3 panes of glass still left in the shelter were smashed in several places, and I heard some locals commenting that they had heard a lot of banging the other night. There was glass on the floor and on the bench too-which had quite a lot of homophobic (in particular) slurs and genitalia drawn all over it. I really feel for Northern-for all their crimes *cough* DOO *cough*, they have invested in a run down station-ok, two new shelters and some better seating on the platform isn't much, but it's something. And the response of the local yoof' is to smash the place up... just why??
Anyway, rant over, 158755 arrived to take me back to that Manchester, which was busier than I was expecting. I remained on the unit to return to Rochdale, for I'd had gen on something... The journeys were very pleasant, and sitting in the best Standard Class seats out there is always a pleasure! I alighted at Rochdale just 15 minutes after leaving Victoria for an 11 minute fester until the service back to Manchester.
I watched it arrive in eager anticipation-was it... yes it is! The gangway door on the front being in two different shades of grey (thankfully not 50...) meant only one thing-it's refurb time! 155346 finally makes itself at home in my book-the refurb on it is half decent, though it's still very obviously a 155! How on earth it took so long though... (actually, I'd rather not think about all that rust right now!) The service wasn't very busy, and the table in the middle of the coach was empty, so I sat there and opened the window for some thrash-even though it was the stopper! Upon arrival at Manchester Victoria, I headed back to the Metrolink. As I was waiting for a tram, (or a s**t train as a Supertram guard once referred to Metrolink as!) A 158 pulled in. Winner 158791! The trams were immediately flagged and I passed back through the barrier. The unit was sat there with Mystery Excursion on the rear, hence the title.
The unit was duly boarded as far as Castleton for a tight +2 onto the Manchester train, which was formed of ruined err... I mean refurbished 158752. That was an uncomfortable journey,and I was more than glad to change onto M5000 number 3058 to Piccadilly. I took up the opportunity to alight for National Rail, and swiftly boarded 350407 to Wigan via Manchester Airport for some urgently needed phone charge. This was also the first time I'd been on a TPE 350 since they'd been fitted with WiFi and entertainment so I checked that out. The wifi seemed ok, and the entertainment system I would put inbetween Virgin's Beam (which I don't really rate at all) and LM Motion. I sat back at a table, relaxed and watched some catch up TV for the 75 minute jourrney to Wigan via the Airport. The service got a bit busy at Piccadilly, but not too full.
Arrival at the land of the pies was about 8 late due to us being held at Parkside junction, as the big train from London was late again... I alighted with the phone battery in the high 80s and jumped on 319371 for a ride down to Bryn as I've not been for ages. Mmm... 319 thrash! I alighted at Bryn 8 minutes later and somehow made the 1 minute connection onto 319365 back to Pieland.
68016 (I think?) Thrashed through with a charter and I crossed back over to the Northbound platform. I'd had gen earlier in the day, and wanted to confirm it. As 350403+350405 arrived, I had the gen confirmed. I didn't have a ticket northbound-so I asked the guard to buy one, but was told to just get on. Score! I took a pair of vacant reserved seats for the 16 minute journey north to Preston.
After what seemed like literally no time, I bailed at Preston. I had a couple of options now, one was nearly half the ching of the other, so I went for the cheaper one. What?? We're tight up North! I had a fester of nearly an hour, which was nicely extended by 17 minutes due to overcrowding caused by the Blackpool airshow. As I had a 20 minute fester at Lostock Hall I was rather nervous...
Thankfully, I had no reason to be. My service arrived 12 minutes late-formed of a 150+142. For the first time in my life, I happily boarded the 150. Why? No, I've not gone insane, pacers are still hellfire contraptions, but the 150 was my arch nemesis 150134! Northern 150s cleared! The pacer was then locked out due to short platforms on the Colne line and, quite frankly, Ive not heard so much bad language aimed at traincrew *from parents with young children* for a VERY long time. The train was extremely overcrowded as a result of this.
I was rather happy to bail at Lostock Hall and head back towards home, dud (obviously) and empty 150117 taking me back to Preston. I had hoped to jump on the Liverpool 319, but it left as my service pulled into Preston. As such, flagging a guaranteed dud 350, I waited for the 21:00 pendo hoping for a winner.
Unfortunately this was not to be, as I had 390131 to take me back to the land of the pies. Lots of very drunken Glaswegians were taking up much of the carriage, so I chose to stand in the sewer that Virgin Trains have the cheek to call a Pendo vestibule for 11 minutes.
Speaking of crap, I was soon back in Pieland and talking to a dispatcher who recognised me from earlier. One of the inebriated Scots had the same idea and, after asking for gen on trains to St. Helens, just *had* to mention Rugby League... I made my excuses and headed off for some classic Wigan cuisine. I know I take the mick, but Wiganers do pies well! (But certainly not Rugby League! not too obvious which town I call home yet is it...)
I headed down to Wigan Wallgate where an STM RPI helpfully tried to tell me that the Manchester trains were all buses, before I pointed out the 21:57 departing from Platform 2... he looked as though he felt rather stupid at that point! I went downstairs to eat my pie, which was very nice as usual, and await the train. Disappointingly, 150274+150103 arrived to take me to Manchester Victoria via Parkside Junction. I was looking forward to a pacer, but the ride on the 150 was surprisingly fun with some fairly rare track used from Wallgate to the WCML. I've had it before, but still... The guard made it very clear that the train was not stopping until Manchester, and even appeared to check tickets-of course there were Atherton and Bolton line passengers onboard!
I was surprised to learn this was a valid connection, and was shocked to see upon arrival at Manchester Victoria that the Metrolink platform was swarming with Wombles and Police doing revenue checks! They boarded Bury and Rochdale line trams, whilst I headed off on 3031 over to Piccadilly. There was a passenger onboard the tram fast asleep and snoring very loudly, which everyone found quite funny. Everyone at Piccadilly, the terminus, decided to bail out and leave him though, I passed with a scuse me mate, Piccadilly' or similar and he thanked me and we both alighted.
The 20 minute fester dragged so. Slowly. I was stood on Platform 14 wondering if I was going to get called the same word I got called the last time I boarded an evening train here as I refused to barge my way onto the train as people were still alighting. As I'd positioned myself at the front, no one behind me could do so either. Oh well! This didn't happen however, and the train even arrived early! I knew the guard well (that's unusual...) and asked if I could park myself in 185148s posh seats, a request which was not refused. What happened on departure from Occy Road however...
Good Evening Ladies and Gents, can I see all tickets please! WOW! A ticket check, on a reasonably busy (though I've had it with the same guard and left over 100 behind!) Service-after 11PM on a Saturday night! I bailed out at Birchwood some 13 minutes later. Thanks to the wonderful Network Warrington, the last bus leaves 2 minutes after the last TPE train arrives. However... not tonight. I gave up waiting for the 28E from Birchwood Station towards Leigh at 23:40 as the 23:26 never turned up... (If anyone importants reading)
What I strongly suspect has happened, given how poorly used Network Warrington buses generally are, the driver ran early (knowing no one would be wanting the bus)-on the rare occasion that train arrives in sufficient time to make the bus, I'm nearly always the only one to board. So I had to walk home-which was really appreciated... On the whole, t'was a good day though-with Northern's 150s and 155s both cleared! (FINALLY)
Winners: 4