Sorry its late! I have another trip lined up for Saturday to Sheffield to get a few Northern winners and trams but after Sunday I won't be on the forum much if at all for about 2 weeks as we are heading out on the boats. So it will probably be a while until the next trip report is up. I will also mention that I lost my flickr login details for my old account so here is a link to my new one.
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Highland Chieftain and the Cally sleeper
After 2 months of waiting for this huge trip it finally came. The week before the trip came I was really excited so imagine how I was on the day! We had booked all of the tickets in advance so they were all in my bag when we left the boats at 07:40 on the 18th of March.
Mum dropped us off in the car park with 20 minutes until our train to Brum was due at 08:23. With the landslip at Harbury now clear, I noticed a lot of new trains including an 08:08 to Marylebone and an 08:18 to Stratford. Our train was about 3 minutes late, which meant we had time to see 68011 leave Leam on its way to Marylebone. This is the first Chiltern cat I have seen on a silver set. Just after the cat had gone over the bridge just south of the station, dud
168111. We couldn't get good seats on it meaning that by Warwick Parkway I had missed 2 liners. The rest of the journey was boring as usual and it wasn't long before it was arriving at Moor Street.
Strangely the barriers were open meaning I could keep the tickets so it wasn’t long until we were walking through the main doors at New Street with just over 25 minutes until our train, the 09:30 to Euston. But I glanced over at the departure boards on the way in (while walking and not bumping into people. A lot better than the normals there) and suddenly noticed that our booked train was caped! I immediately told dad and we ran over to the VT customer service and asked if our tickets would be valid on the 09:10. The person that talked to us said that it is usually only valid on trains after but since we were going to Inverness she took our tickets away, stamped them and gave them back to us so they were valid on the 09:10. We had to sprint to get to the platform in time but we made it and after a trip to the buffet, we headed down the train to a declassified first class coach. I didn't even know the pendo I was on until Euston. It turned out to be winner
390046.
It was fun to hammer though Rugby; the first time I have been non-stop on a VT service since they were loco hauled! But at Milton Keynes, things started to get risky (again). The guard announced that due to an overhead wire problem at Watford, we couldn't use the fast lines so everything had to cram onto the slows. Luckily the wire problem, which was caused by a pendo, was between Bletchley and Leighton Buzzard and we were back on the fasts at Ledburn Junction. I didn't get either of my required 350s for sight, 350369 or 350375 but I did bag a 378 at Willesden. In the end the train terminated at Euston about 15 late.
We exited the rank station as quickly as possible and taken the short walk over to St Pancras to view what was there. The first port of call was the EMT platforms, as I wanted to see an EMT 'tram' idling ready to work its move to Notts. I paid no attention to the horrible units next to it and after 2 minutes we were walking away from the Midland Mainline platforms to the main Eurostar bit to get the numbers of them. The next port of call was the M&S for a snack to have on the sleeper later in the day. This came in the form of a few mini sausage rolls, a pack of crisps, a couple of pork pies (for dad) and sweeties! Then it was over to WH Smith for the latest edition of Modern Railways to read on the train to the north. Dad put the magazine and the food that wouldn't fit in a plastic carrier bag in my bag before I was allowed to go over to the 395s. There were 4 in total. There were 2 of them in platform 13, one out of service. 2 of them were winners for sight, which made it better. My first 2 in a while!
Once I had finished getting numbers at St Pancras we headed across the road to Kings Cross and I was really surprised to see that the barriers were closed on the VTEC side! I didn't bother checking the suburban side as anything that was leaving I could see at the end of the Intercity platforms. So we both pushed our tickets though the barriers and headed over to the pair on the 12:00 to Inverness. The gen we got in the morning was confirmed by sight as double winners
43314 and
43208, 43208 being a winner for dad! Not the dream team (43315 and 43367) but it still had a winner for him so definitely not bad! We headed to the far end of the station to get the thunderbird and confirm that the front one was 314. We stood there for a few mins before walking back down and seeing one of the 91s in the horrible new livery arrive. It truly does look foul! After one last look around the cross for one of my last HST power cars we got on board and walked to our booked seats in coach M.
There was someone sat opposite the ones we had booked and ours were backwards facing left hand side. All dad and I had to do was look at each other to know that we weren’t going to sit there. We saw that coach M was the only of the First Class coaches which was filled with reservations so we found a nice bay of 4 on the left hand side in coach L and sat there ready for the 8 hour trip. I got the magazine out of my bag to have a read of that while dad fired up the laptop to do a few thing on there. He shown me how many wifi options there were and I laughed after seeing what they were called. BN19 was one of them. One for every 91 and every HST there at the time! In the end he had to wait until we had left to go on there as we had no idea which of the networks for our tram! I got to read the first page of the mag before putting it away as the train was pulling out of the cross. My first ever time on The Highland Cheiftain, 12:00 London Kings Cross-Inverness!
I missed most of the passing units as they were on the right hand side but I still managed to get a few 313s en route. We passed 37607 and 609 just before Alexandra Palace and 70807 just after followed by lots of units. At Hornsey I could only get a 317 by the coach number and that was it and at Welwyn it wasn't much better, only being able to id a Dusty Bin. Orders for lunch were taken followed by orange juice and the beef cottage pie that I had ordered was really good and the ginger cake stunning. In fact it said what I was having for tea!
Once we had passed Hitchin and dads old house I decided to go on the laptop to type up my observations of what I had seen so far that day. I took a short break for Peterborough to see what was in the yard. It housed a winner 66, 66703 but none of the new ones unfortunately. Hopefully Donny will bring more luck. I didn't get any numbers between Peterborough and Doncaster except an EMT 158 at Grantham. Roberts Road was full of coal wagons but I did manage to identify 5 66s, a winner 68 (001) and a 70 on the approach to Donny. Only one of the 66s was a winner and that was blue death 755. Right before the station I scratched a winner 144 but that was it on the winner front until Newcastle. York produced a few diesel dezes (185s) but not much else and from there, it was only a load of EWS coal trains that passed until Darlo and then not much from there on to Newcastle. Tyne yard was busier than I have ever seen in but together dad and I only managed to get 2 red deaths in there. Isn't the flyover that blocks your view just brilliant! Juice was plentiful throughout the journey and the catering crew was really soche so that helped to make the journey be even more enjoyable. The journey to Edinburgh was nice with even more juice being served and the views over the coast made it even better. It didn't feel like we had been on the train for nearly 4 and a half hours by the time we reached Scotland's capital city. I managed to get a few winners for sight on the journey through Princes Street Gardens to Haymarket and then onward to Falkirk Grahamston. Food was ordered just after Haymarket and came around Falkirk, the same as lunch but this time I decided to have the crisps too. It was as good as the one I had for lunch. I used the laptop to see when trains were scheduled to pass us between Stirling and Perth so I could be at the vestibule window to get the numbers in case they were winners. None were but it was fun to be able to window hang for the first time in the trip.
At Perth dad and I were keeping an eye out for the 37 that had hit a rolling tree in the area but we couldn't see it so we thought it had been moved. The climb up through the Highlands was fun with great views and being able to see some snow! In the end the catering team just filled up dads coffee mug as they passed, as he hadn't turned coffee down on the whole trip.
I popped to the vestibule window at Aviemore to get a photo of the lit up canopy and the Chieftain but after getting some tram thrash as it left I headed back to my seat for the final 40 or so minutes to Inverness. On the last 2 minutes I saw an EWS Red Death sat in the yard. Wasn't expecting that! It was a shame to get off my now 2 highest mileage HSTs at Inverness but it was a relief to stand up again and bag a winner shack. After getting off and finding out that the Shovel that was to take us to Edinburgh was required, we walked through the open barriers and through to the concourse. For the first time ever I watched a train from Wick arrive and about 20 minutes before the sleeper was scheduled to leave, we boarded and put the bags in our berth and got a few shots of the loco on the front,
67030. Then we both headed back to our berth and put the camera back before heading to the window to get some 67 thrash as we left. Not long after that we were heading back to our berth and then to the lounge car. I got a hot chocolate, which came with a little piece of shortbread, and I had finished it by Aviemore. Dad and I headed back to the berth after finishing our drinks and we opened up the M&S bag that we had got at St Pancras and got out the mini sausage rolls. After finishing our snack, dad headed to bed while I crossed off the numbers of the winners that I had scored that day. I did this in my platform 5 book. After that I was really tiered too so I got to sleep with my alarm set for 01:00.
I woke up when my alarm went off, about 15 minutes before Waverly. I wanted to be up here to see which 67 was on the Fort Bill sleeper as it was definitely going to be a winner since 67007 was down south. We stopped just short of Edinburgh Park station for a few mins before continuing through Haymarket and through to the main station. I got a winner 170 in Haymarket depot and another one stationary at Waverly. I was still really tiered but I made sure I stayed awake long enough to see the shovel on the Fort William train. It was 009. Only 2 of the shovels left to get for sight now, 67004 and 67011. I got back in bed but made sure I stayed awake at least until we had departed and the last thing I saw was the lights of Haymarket station.
My eyes shot open around Polesworth to a load of wagons racing by. Dad was up and at that point I had already had a worst timing of the day point. The train had a pair of DRS cats on it. It turns out that they were both dud but still, it’s annoying! I got dressed and then taken a look at my alarm clock time expecting it to say that it was about 06:00. It wasn't. My digital clock showed about 07:15. Dad filled me in saying that we had waited for ages at Crewe due to a little problem with the stock but it would just take down our wait in London, which I was fine with. I got another non stop run through Rugby but it was a stagger through Milton Keynes. After we had passed MKC I got dressed and walked down the train to the lounge car to grab the numbers of trains as they passed. Still no winner 350s. In the end we arrived at Euston about 40 late behind dud (but I haven’t had it in about 12 years)
90028. We walked over to a little cafe on Eversholt Street called the Double Six where I had a great breakfast. It is highly recommended. The food was served quickly and tasted great and it was really good value too. Will definitely have to go there again! Over breccie we had to decide what to do in the time until the 10:03 New Street bound Pendo and we decided to head over to St Pancras and Kings Cross to try and get a few winners for me at either. The walk over to St Pancras was quick and not long after leaving the cafe I was taking a look at an EMT 43 ready to leave on the Nottingham bound train. 22 hours before then, I was seeing a different tram set in that very platform! I got a few Eurostar winners and a couple more 395s, which was nice. We wandered over the street to The Cross and headed straight over to the intercity platforms but surprisingly the barriers were still shut. I noticed that there was a little board saying where trains were and it actually had the Chieftain from Inverness on it saying that it had left Dalwhinnie. A bit early to have that on an arrival board! I managed to get the number of a winner 317 at the Cross but that was it until we had to go back to Euston.
The walk back was uneventful and when we got back over to the Birmingham New Street of the London Terminals (Fenchurch Street is the Snow Hell) the platform for our train hadn't been announced but using the process of elimination we found out that the 10:03 was the one on platform 4, winner
390005. In fact the platform was announced just after we got a good seat on the right hand side. The train got really full in the end with people standing in the vestibule and being on a 390 didn't help and it was probably the worst 390 ride I have ever had. By Rugby dad and I were both feeling sick. The only upside is that I managed to get a winner 377/7 for sight on the way. The train arrived at Rugby on time although it felt like we had been in the horrible thing for a lot longer than 50 minutes. Mum and my brother were on the platform waiting for us. Mum had parked the car 10 minutes away but after the 390 the walk was needed and we headed home via a brilliant coffee shop. A really fun trip!