North East Rover Day2
Part 1
This morning I rose a bit later, the alarm sounded at 06.30 but I carted myself out the bed 10mins later, the snooze button got hit. Object of today, is get to Barnetby after 11, an overnight stay in the Holcombe Guest House is planned and I wanna drop the spare clothes and travel bag off but I also want to get some time in Doncaster and Sheffield before I do.
I packed my bag, with spare clothes, travel bag and a few odds n ends to munch on, flicked the kettle on and went for a shower. The neccessities done in the bathroom and after filling the flask, double checking I've got everything, I'm at the bus stop for 07.45, awaiting, what you bus cranks will probably call the green peril, a streetlite, as I'm reliably informed, I call it the No.53.
Due to traffic over the Redheugh Bridge progress is slow but Im at Central just before 08.30, Im on the North End of Platform 3, being blown to hell by these poxy gales, that won't go away, the 08.40 to Aberdeen is late and the anouncement didn't come as a shock, due to overhead wire damage between Darlington and Thirsk, I say it didn't come as a shock because on the way home last night, the wind was absolutely battering the train. About 5mins before my train arrived,(the 08.59) in came yesterday mornings duds, 43316/238, on the 08.40, oh good there not on mine then.
I needn't have got myself too excited because last nights double winners, were this mornings double duds, as 43309 and 43317, carted me to York and with the 09.10 to Lime Street cancelled, there was no point bailing at Darlington, for whatever 185 was behind. Sure enough after a few minutes out of Darlo we ground to a halt, the guard telling us due to overhead line damage, Northbound trains, were switching over to the Southbound track and back onto the Northbound to pass the affected area, at this point I thought of, tech, kite and Keith, theres 3 guys who like a bit of a diversion or PSUL, I was fairly confident that they'd have liked that one, quite how you'd mark that one in your atleses guys, Im not sure. The delay wasn't bad, we were told it could be 20mins but in truth, after a blunt went Northwards, we were off after about 5mins at most.
Into York about 8 down, I jumped off my train, straight onto the York-Kings X on the adjacent platform without checking what blunt was on, I checked at Donnie and found it to be dud 91132, hmm not a great start at all. Still I was in Donnie by 10.35. Again 67008 was stood ticking over, I cursed it, for having the termerity of not being 13. Even stranger was the sight of 91129, stood on it's lonesome in the North end bay platform, I dunno but I think they look bloody hideous when they're stood like that, it's like the designer thought, I know we'll cross a class 90 and a 20, no doubt the same bloke invented the voyager, as a way to get me back, for not liking the blunts. Anyhow I digress, no more than 5mins later, I'm off again, this time to Sheffield aboard this mornings first winner,
170303.
I clicked a couple of Sheffield's trams at Meadowhall and after bailing a the Steel City I went over the bridge, to see what the Meridian was in the far Platform
222011 was duly copped and made my way back over the bridge to see if there was any sign of those errant 144's Im chasing after, I check the bays and whilst reciting the numbers onto my dictaphone, I notice a group of 4 young adults, aka students, one lad in particular pointing in my general direction, I look to see if theres anything over my shoulder, worth pointing at, there isn't but I try to ignore it.
Another Meridian comes in, again, its a click this time,
222018, I say the number in my dictaphone and amble down the same platform, I look ahead and I just know somethings gonna be said to me as I pass, I was ready for them too. I get within 4ft of them and this guy, cockilly says, Excuse me but can you tell me and my friends what your up to? I know what he wanted me to say, Im trainspotting mate, so he could try and show me up, except I didn't, instead I said, oh I'm sorry, I was wondering if my t*$t magnet was working, thanks, now I know it is, his friends just all burst out laughing, while he stood open mouthed, as I walked away, I heard his mate say, ha ha, your owned and more laughing. I must admit, I walked away with the biggest smirk on my face and a nice warm glow inside, in fact that was as warm as I felt all bloody day, it was numb again. Ironically they got on the EMT 158's to Norwich, where I clicked
158856. My new friend gave me the finger as they left, I laughed and mockingly rubbed my eyes, as if crying.
Not long after, I went up to the tram stop outside the station had a ciggy, clicking 2 more trams in the process, I made my way back over to Platform 3b for the Cleethorpes train, this I was taking to Barnetby. Another winner, this time in the form of
185110. Where I managed to get a table seat and get my phone on charge, it was desperate again. Passing Roberts Road, only yeilded dud 66724 but cop
08927, bit of a result indeed. The trip to Barnetby was largely uneventful, the sight and the sheer the size of the steel works in Scunthorpe, made me think of all those good folk who have either lost or will be losing their jobs, I must admit, I feel for everyone of them.
We arrive in Barnetby and as expected, it's blowing a hooly and damn cold, Its not long before a DB shed, 66164 comes through, soon after I go find my digs for the evening. Now High Praise indeed goes to fishquinn for the heads up on the this, the guesthouse was a doddle to find, mind you Lord Tram text me the directions, I'd forgotten the name of the place. I checked in, to what essentially is a couple of houses, knocked together and converted into a B n B, the place was clean and tidy and the two ladies I met were very friendly and welcoming, without going overboard. I was asked, would I like a full English Breakfast for £7.50 or £4.50 for continental. Sorry I said, full english please, Im not faffing on with a bun and orange juice and handed over the £7.50. You can order an evening meal if you like, tonights Curry, must admit, It smelt delicious and from my professional opinion, it looked delicious too but I declined. The main part of guesthouse was full but over the road, was another converted house, the annexe, I'm told. This was as close to your own home as you can get(unless you live on a boat ofcourse), own kitchen, fridge microwave and lounge with TV. It was very nice indeed. My room, No.17, a single room with en suite AND WAIT FOR IT, A view out the window which you could see the line in and out of Barnetby station, I could see the numbers on the 2 EWS liveried DB sheds that went past, a decent pair of Bino's, I'd forgot mine and I'd have got the red DB Shed that went through too. I made a coffee and took half an hour out, before dropping my extra gear off and making my way out, noticing how nice the back garden here would be to sit in the summer, before nippimg over the road to the shop, getting a £3 meal deal and off to the station for 45mins before the 15.53 took me back Doncaster way.
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North East Rover
Day 2, Part 2
I got back to Barnetby station and first thing through was an EMT Dogbox, 153379 and I walked over the bridge to await some freight trains and my chariot back to Donny, 66168 came through and a lad was there taking the wagon numbers. I asked, much been through?, I'm informed theres only been 13 different loco's through, since 11am and its now gone 3pm. Any GB or freightliner workings, the lad says, Nah, just EWS. I asked if he'd seen what the number of the red shed that went through earlier, that I'd seen from my room window, again I'm told nah, Ive got em all, I don't take much notice of them, just go for the wagon numbers. On seeing my dictaphone, as 185127 came in, he asked, you do wagons too? No but my hat goes off to you lads who do, I've got more than enough on my hands doing loco's, units and coaching stock.
He got on telling me about, the new biomass wagons and on hearing they were working out of Liverpool bulk terminal, he went to Warrington to get them and they never showed. I said, sods law that mate, he continued, yeah for sure, I turned up here the following monday and they came through here. After another bit yack, he said, right thats me off, have a good day. Hope you have more luck than me and off he went.
Poor soul must've only been gone 5mins when a pair of Colas 60's(087/026) came through light engine, followed by 60059 on an Oil train, 66132 and 66601 came through with coal trains. However, 15.53 came and went, then it disappeared off the PIS board, no mention of the word cancelled, no station anouncement and even more frustrating no toilet, I was bursting and I was totally unaware the toilets where 300yds away out the station, so much so, I saw the Cleethorpes train coming so I hobbled over the bridge and jumped on winner
185104, for a much needed PNB, the warmth was very much appreciated too, as I made my first foray into a shack scratching, so to speak with a run, or should that be a run off to Habrough. A short walk off the platform over the level crossing and up to the right of the staggered platform, I was mightily relieved, in every sense of the word but I'm now an hour behind, my mood wasn't exactly helped neither, when fresh dud 170303 returned to take me back to Donny.
I bailed and saught inspiration from the PIS, 5mins platform 8, one to Leeds, any form of winner and Im away, I was rewarded with winner
91101 in Virgin's Flying Scotsman Livery, cmplete with Union Jack and Saltaire flags. Yeah that will do me, maybe me just knit picking, the Flying Scotsman, from London KX to that Scottish Capital of Leeds????? Anyhoo, I took that to Wakefield Westgate and bailed, i crossed over the bridge and was met very nicely by winner zings
43313 and
43305 back to Donny, where I bailed from platform 8, accross onto 4 straight onto another winner in
158872for another spin to Sheffield, good move too because I clicked another 4 trams and an EMT 158. Time was marching on, I looked for another move, nowt was going my way and what was, was a voyager or pacer. I politely declined and waited for the Manchester Airport to Cleethorpes, I knew winner 185127 was due back on either this or the next one, I made my way out the station for some food, I found a kebab shop and bought, just that. I wolfed it down, mainly cos I was clamming, however it wasn't the best and for close to a fiver, hardly a bargain for what was in it neither.
Having stuffed my face, I got a coffee and had a ciggy too before making my way back to Platform 3b, sure enough winner
185127 had indeed returned for my chariot back to Doncaster, well so I thought, I put my phone on charge and put some tunes on, Neds Atomic Dustbin blasting in my ears done the trick, Kill Your Television, Green Cells Grey, Traffic and All I ask of myself, mixed with cafine from coffe and coke all day, had me bouncing, I got texting trying to convince a certain forum member to give em a listen, I was in my own world and didn't realise where the hell I was, I looked up and saw we were pulling into Scumthorpe station. Ooops what the hell happened to Doncaster:roll:



Ah to hell with it, an early night wont harm, it took me an extra 5mins to find my part of the guest house, it was dark and wasnt sure which house it was, I knew it was next to the house with a for sale board next to it, however what I hadn't realised, that the house on the other side was up for sale too, I went for the one in the middle and thankfully I'd chosen the right one. I made for upstairs, made a cuppa and came down to the lounge, switched on the TV and checked the footy results, my team drew 0-0 at Barrow, I'll take that, before checking the other leagues results and went back upstairs for a shower then hit the sack, knackered but happy.