That's what I like doing these days... gone are the days of spotting, photting and videoing of my younger days. These days it's all about scoring loco's for haulage and finding decent beers around the country!
Day 6 - The South West (ish)
Today was a bit of an odd day. With it being a Saturday most loco hauled turns weren't out, places would be generally busy and some places had to be avoided at all costs due to the ongoing Rugby World Cup.
Purch was a little worse for wear after going drinking around Leamington the night before so I set off from home on my own and just intended on making things up as I went along and we'd meet up somewhere later in the day. The joys of doing an ALR with someone... you can keep meeting and leaving each other at various obscure places around the country every day!
The night before I'd been keeping an eye on allocations for the Ruggex workings from Paddington to Cardiff. All the 67's were dud but both 57's on the DRS set were required! Seeing as that was the case it didn't matter which way around they were, as whichever loco was leading was bound to be a winner. With that in mind I decided to aim for it off of Paddington just after 9am.
To do this I ended up on the 05:52 off Mexborough to Doncaster (again) with 158787, for the 06:24 forward to Kings Cross. This working is much nicer to do on a Saturday as rather than call at Newark, Grantham and Peterborough it runs fast to PBO and then fast to the 'Cross. 91106 was the loco of choice, one that I've only ever had once before some 4 years ago when it was my last one needed to clear the fleet. Another uneventful ride thundering down the ECML.
All lined up and ready to go at Kings Cross.
Once in London a steady ride over to Paddington on the Tube where I waited to see where the 57 would come in. The stock rocked up on platform 1 with 57306 on the rear which would then lead to Cardiff. To join the train I had to join the queue of rugby supporters on the concourse. I know nothing about rugby, or even who was playing that particular day, but I blended in pretty well! Everyone was in good spirits so even queueing with them for 15 minutes wasn't unpleasant. The things I do for a winning loco...
Having shown the gateline staff my ALR (which I expected being quizzed about with it not being a ticket to Cardiff) I walked to the front and stood in a vestibule. Despite the lengthy queue the long rake of tatty Riviera Mk2's in a multitude of liveries mopped up the supporters quite well. I even had an entire vestibule to myself.
Departing a couple of minutes late and having scored 57306 we sped west. Although Reading wasn't advertised as set-down, myself and several other cranks from within the train bailed off upon arrival. That was far enough for me. Just as well as it apparently emitted it's booked stop at Bristol Parkway later on due to being wedged out. Some were heading back into London to pick up the 67-hauled sets. I thanked myself that they were all dud so I didn't have to go back and queue up again.
57306 departs from Reading with the Ruggex to Cardiff.
Now... where next? Purch had text me to say he'd be leaving Leamington around 11 and that we ought to have a pint in Bath, as ya do. I had a bit of time to kill until he'd be down in that part of the world so I boarded a stuffy 165129 on the Basingstoke service which I did throughout. Upon arrival at Basingstoke I found myself questioning why I'd bothered coming here, so immediately jumped onto a busy and equally as stuffy 159019 heading across to Salisbury, a line I've seldom done before. The weather was lovely, it was warm and sunny without a cloud in the sky, a true indian summer day!
Outside the station at Salisbury was awash with RRB's, passengers and confused Americans so I went back onto the platform and waited for a FGW service which was heading to Cardiff... somewhere I intended going nowhere near today. The service started here at least. It drew in as a 5 car service with a 3 car 158/9 and a 150/2. Most people boarded the 158 so I walked down to the 150 which was almost empty. As we left I kept myself busy by reading the various complaints directed to the FGW Twitter feed about overcrowding on various parts of the network due to the rugby. A complete shambles seemed to be the general consensus.
I was still running early so for reasons still unknown to me now, I bailed at Westbury for a bit, intending on catching a following service across to Bath Spa. Row upon row of stone wagons were parked up in the yards, some Colas 70's were resting in a siding and all was quiet. The fester here was quite boring, there isn't much around the station nor was there anything to see ON the station. A SWT 158 came in on hire to FGW heading the opposite way, thoroughly packed out with people, and then came the announcement that my train was 15 minutes late due to signalling problems near Bruton.
A DB red 59 rolled slowly through the platform taking bringing stone hoppers into the yard from Avonmouth before eventually my train arrived. Advertised as formed of 4 coaches but instead a lone 150221 produced. Full and standing. Ah.
Boredom, hire-ins and sunny weather at Westbury.
The journey to Bath wasn't a pleasant one having been hemmed into the doorway and large crowds boarding at the likes of Trowbridge. It was so busy that a woman wanting to make her way to the front to alight at Avoncliff wasn't able to get through in time, having left it until the last minute to try and move, we departed before she'd even made it to the doors.
Finally in Bath I met up with Purch and we walked through the historic, bustling streets to the Salamander pub, owned by the local Bath Ales. The pub was quite old-school inside and was a pleasant retreat from the warmth and busyness outside. We had a couple of pints of their own brews (the names of which I can't remember as I had no phone signal for Untappd) which went down well. It was the first time I'd ever walked into the town from the station apart from a brief visit to Wetherspoons once. I couldn't believe how busy the streets were, they really were thronging with people.
Back at the station and we boarded a surprisingly quiet HST to Reading. Now I was faced with the same problem as before. Where to go from Reading? Purch still needed the Reading-Guildford-Redhill line so we decided on that. I think I've only ever done it once. A quick bite to eat from Burger Ching and we got settled on 165112 for the lengthy ride to Redhill, having missed the previous 'fast' service to Gatwick. People got on and off at pretty much every station along the way and the line was much nicer than what I remember once we got beyond Guildford.
At Redhill we had a couple of minutes before a busy 377457 came in on a south coast service which took us the short distance to Gatwick Airport. The idea behind this was so that we could have a ride back to London on a 442. Something about them appeals to me, not many units do that. 442414 greeted us upon arrival and was, as always when I've done Gatwick Express services, almost empty. The thought that they might be converted to push/pull stock when the new Gat-Ex units arrive is a strange one but makes sense!
The Piggy sped north towards London at quite a rate of knots, slowing only for East Croydon. Until the Battersea area that is, where the line flies over the top of the Waterloo line at Queenstown Road where we came to a very abrupt stop on the flyover. This was odd, we'd been going at line speed moments before. After a couple of minutes we were informed that the driver had been ordered to stop as there was apparently a trespasser reported in the area. Sure enough several trains below us had come to a halt along with a couple of Southern units in the distance. Talk about dicing with death... all those 3rd rails and frequent fast trains, what an idiot.
Thankfully after about 5 minutes we were on our way into Victoria so it didn't really affect us. As luck would have it there was a Leeds-bound HST out of St Pancras in half an hour. Unlike on Monday we'd be able to have an HST up the MML rather than some plastic nonsense!
A quick ride on the Victoria line and we were at St Pancras. We even managed to bag ourselves a table. When the guard came round she was surprised to see the ALR tickets but knew what they were as some of her work colleagues had done them before. "You've spent 6 days together and not killed each other yet?!" This even caused a few other pax nearby to chuckle. I guess the secret is having a few hours apart most nights to have a break from one another!
Purch bailed at Leicester for onward connections due to his intended 170 from Derby-Nottingham being an hour late off of Cardiff due to rugby. Upon arrival at Derby we had a set swap! For some reason we were de-trained onto another HST in the opposite platform. Thankfully we had 10 minutes at Derby so we still left bang on time. When we got to Sheffield I found out why. The rear powercar, 043, was completely silent. I did think the front powercar was making quite a bit of noise and that explains it, the poor thing was doing twice the work. No doubt it was swapped into a Leeds service to enable Neville Hill to fix it and Etches Park could keep the healthy set.
To head home I caught the 22:34 Goole service, formed of 158787. It was so quiet! The last train of the night to Doncaster is an hour later and is usually full and standing on a Saturday night, so for the 22:34 to be so quiet was lovely.
In short the day was nothing special, but I'd scored a 57 and been to places and lines that I rarely get chance to do.