Some.nice bonus Merseyrail.stuff there.
Cheers for the lift gen at Central; will be most useful when traveling to and from Bootle, apart from bashing
Northern line at Central to Wirral line, on a 3-car set be at the northern end, and the narrow escalator is behind you
Indeed, Thursday night was a lot better than I was thinking it would be, knocking 50% of my Merseyrail requirements was a good bonus.
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Anyway, some pictures from the trip to the Isle of Man are here:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/27666294@N02/albums/72157671063575241
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29th July – Isle of Man Weekend Day 1
After a half decent sleep in the Premier Inn (road noise seemed to be non-stop), I met up with the others in the group as we checked out and headed to have a large breakfast at ‘Moose’ (a pair of pancakes with sausage and bacon mixed inside). Afterwards it was a short walk in the rain to the docks and the berth of the Isle of Man Steam Packet Company’s Catamaran, Manannan, which would strangely be a winning cat for me.
Check in was swift (surprised at not being asked to show any sort of ID), security was swifter and it was into the departure lounge to lounge around (I’m surprised there isn’t a duty free shop to make advantage of the non-EU status of the isle of Man) before being called to board the boat, taking a comfy seat on the passenger deck for the 3 and a bit hour sail across the Irish sea towards Douglas.
On alighting from the boat, it was to the visitor centre, handing over £34 for a 3-day “Go Explore” smart card (£32 for the ticket, £2 for the smart card), which would cover pretty much all buses and trains on the island (with a couple excluded buses like the “Manx Express” and the night bus). It was out into the open for some fresh sea air to await the next horse tram to arrive (which as the name would suggest was a horse pulling a tram along the sea-front).
Keith (the horse, rather than the explorer of London) pulled in with trailer 45, wooden bench seats which flip back to allow nearly everybody to sit going forward, tickets were scanned before departure and we departed behind the sheer power of a horse, the first stop was to check into the Rutland hotel, dropping off the bags and stuff. The horse tram is like a bus in having many little request stops along the sea-front, with the tracks in the middle of the road. We alighted near the Castle Casino stop and had a short walk to the hotel, climbing up some steep steps.
10 or so minutes later, check in was complete, and we met up outside the hotel for a short walk to the end of the Horse tram line, to Derby Castle, which is also the terminus for the Manx Electric Railway, which as the name suggests is an electric railway (meaning that the Isle of Man has more miles of electric railway than Wales!), with a little power tram pulling a trailer. The next departure was tram 22 pulling trailer 40, which like the Horse Tram trailers is uni-directional bench seating.
The motor noise was very nice from the tram as it pulled up away from Douglas up the hill on the double track line, with many bus stop style “request” stops along the route, some were bus stops with no names, others were proper stations (in terms of having a little waiting shelter, a seat and name boards). We alighted after a beautiful run alongside the eastern coast at Laxey, the interchange ‘station’ with the Snaefell Mountain Railway, with like the name suggests is a tram which goes nearly to the top of Snaefell Mountain.
It was inside tram number 2, wooden bench seating with full sized windows, for the enjoyable run up the double track line, pausing at mountain road before continuing to climb reaching Snaefell submit, where due to this part being single line meant a 25-odd minute wait for the same unit to depart. Sadly the clouds had arrived so the views from the top was of grey, so after walking to the actual submit, I headed into the little café to pick up a sandwich & can of drink (as it was getting a tad cold outside).
Back onto tram 2, for the run back down the mountain, with some beautiful views, arriving into Laxey, where the group decided to catch a bus to Ramsey, so it was to the bus stop for a short wait for a delayed Mercedes-Benz Citaro bus working a route 3 service for Ramsey, fleet number 207. It was quite busy, but we managed to get seats for the short trip, alighting at the train station, deciding what to do for evening meal.
After a gentle walk around the town we decided to head back to the station for the next tram working on the Electric railway, allowing us to watch the tram being uncoupled from the trailer, being driven forward to the siding before reversing using a crossover to the other track, allowing the trailer to be physically pushed towards the siding, with the collection pole reversed with the tram reversing back into the siding to be reattached to the trailer. This time it was tram 21 leading trailer 46, with us taking a seat in the tram itself for some glorious motor noise, on some comfy seats for the long trip back towards Derby Castle, which was mostly non-stop.
Once back at Douglas, we decided to walk towards the hotel, thinking what to do, eventually finding an Indian restaurant which had space for 10 people, for an enjoyable meal, walking back towards the hotel via the beach for a drink in the bar before retiring for the evening.
30/7/16 – Day the 2nd
A good night (all be it a tad warm in the room), and it was downstairs for breakfast, arriving before a couple coach groups arrived. A help yourself style with hot food on a hot counter, with cold cereals and fruit on the other side. Anyhow the idea of the day was the steam railway and a bus route which looked like it took in the western coast line.
After breakfast, we met up and headed out of the hotel and across the road to the “Little Switzerland” tram/bus stop for the first horse of the day. In trotted Torrin pulling open trailer 42, which was quite busy, but we all boarded for the short trot to the Sea Terminal. Walking via the pier to reach Douglas station, a mini steam engine was going up and down the other platform (a water boiler on wheels!), and with a cruise ship arriving meant two of the 4 coaches were fully reserved.
So the Isle of Man Steam railway attached two more coaches with “No 10, G.H. Wood” being the engine for the roughly 15 mile spin along the mostly single track line with passing places towards Port Erin, a few good bits of scenery, but nothing as good as from the Electric Railway (more in-land, and in cuttings). An hour or so later we arrived at Port Erin, with a short wait around the station (nice little museum) before boarding in an open compartment (two bays of 6 with no wall between then) for the ride back towards Douglas.
Originally we were going to bail at Ballasalla, but the other service was running late so we bailed at Castletown instead (yes there is a castle within the town), and walked to the bus stop. It was another Citaro, this time fleet number 217 working an 8A service to Peel, which after going via the airport cut across the centre of the island, passing such places as Ballamodha & Foxdale, pausing so that the driver could use some public toilets around Hope, before arriving into Peel, with an hour or so for lunch and explore time, locating the sea front for some lunch.
Back at the town hall bus stop, it was a short wait before bus 209 rolled in on a route 5 bound for Ramsey, which like the map suggested ran for a while alongside the west coast giving excellent views of the Irish Sea, before joining the road used by the annual “TT” race (going by the signs and accident damage) to cut across back to the eastern side of the island arriving into Ramsey bus station (which looked to be a fire station).
A short walk to Ramsey Plaza station, and dud tram 22 with trailer 40 was waiting to take us back towards Laxey, the idea of heading back up to Snaefell if the weather looked decent. Sadly after some good views of countryside, on a mostly non-stop run (I think we only paused once at a farm-crossing) to Laxey, the weather had changed and so we decided not to head up to the mountain as like the day before the view would have been of cloud. Instead we headed down to Valley Gardens, one end of the Great Laxey Mine Raiway, which is a small railway which used to work into the mines, but now is a tourist railway, handing over £2 for a return trip through the tunnel. The little passenger coach could hold 8 passengers, plus a ‘guard’ who explained some stuff with the railway. A mini steam train called “Bee” was pushing (and then pulling) us through the tunnel underneath the MER & road to “Mines Yard”. We remained on board (nothing much around Mines Yard other than a car-park giving easier access to the Laxey Wheel, so it was back to Valley Gardens for another group to have a little go on the very strange line (as it was quite busy with that cruise).
Into the pub for a short drink, waiting 25 minutes for the next Douglas bound service, as it started to lightly rain. “Required” tram 19 was pulling trailer 44, so climbing on board the trailer for some coastal breeze as it ran alongside Laxey bay, before dropping down into Douglas, another mostly non-stop run, pausing at the Groudle Glen Railway to pick up a couple other passengers. At Derby Castle, it was a short hop across to board trailer 45 being pulled this evening by Charles, we departed full leaving a couple would-be passengers behind at a couple stops, reaching the Sea Terminal, and ready for a fast walk to Douglas station to try and catch the 17:30 train.
We shouldn’t have worried as that train had been cancelled due to a delay with a preceding service, and the steam railway were going to add extra coaches to the 19:00 dining train, however that gave us 80 odd minutes to kill, so it was to a nearby pub which did pizzas for a nice pizza for dinner, before heading back to the station for a slight farce. The coaches which were going to form the additional coaches had arrived slightly late; they were put into one platform. Engine number 12 (Hutchinson) had pulled out the dining train to take it over to the cross-over, with engine number 8 Fenella attached itself to the rear (replacing number 10) of the additional coaches, the dining train was crashed into the additional coaches (there went the wine!) and we set off being top and tailed by two engines with 12 or so carriages, it was quite rough (damn, that soup has gone everywhere!) before coming to a stop a mile or so out of Douglas, the front engine wasn’t performing that well so it needed some TLC.
30 minutes later (of some good jokes in the double compartment) we were finally back on the move, getting some good speed on the downhill section before pausing at some stations, where any passengers wanting those stations having to walk alongside the train due to a short platform, we eventually rolled into Ramsey around 45 minutes late, but with buses every 20 minutes back to Douglas we weren’t worried, having just missed a route 2 service. A brief walk after visiting the toilet before returning as bus number 220 rolled in on a 1H to “Halewood Avenue” via Douglas and On(i)chan, getting some good seats for the mostly empty service, heading back inland via Level, Ballabeg, the fairy bridge (hello faires), Brown Cow Hill & the home of rest for old horses. We were calmly turned off the bus in the town centre as it was “running low on fuel”, and a short wait and a handy spare bus 224 rolled in behind to take us back towards the hotel.
A very enjoyable day it was, with most the lines on the island now covered (apart from a private railway we spotted from the steam train, and the Groudle Glen Railway), the idea for the final day was to catch a parliamentary bus! However I found out how to override the safety on the windows so that they could be opened wider, giving more air flow in the room for a cooler night.
31st July – Day 3
Similar to the 2nd day with breakfast, checking out of the hotel and down to the horse tram, however this time it was a double decker trailer with two horses, but sadly it was full so it didn’t stop, so it was option 2 which was a Volvo B9TL Wright Eclipse Gemini 2 double decker operating a route 12 service (fleet number 179) for the short trip towards the Sea Terminal where we alighted at a station after Lord Street.
A short walk took us to the Banks Circus stop, which is right outside the depot for the route 4R bus, which only operates 2 services on Summer Sundays from Douglas to Port Erin via Niarbyl & Round Table. I guess normally this is a quiet service as in rolled a Mercedes-Benz Sprinter City 45, a mini-bus (fleet 144), and we departed Banks Circus full (I managed to get a seat on one of the flip-down seats in the wheelchair area), picking up more passengers at Lord Street and it was mostly cosy for the run following the regular route taken by a route 4 towards Foxdale via Eairy, where a couple passengers alighted. Another couple alighted around Lower Foxdale before the bus took some rare road towards Patrick avoiding Peel (Bus UK!).
A few more got off at Glen Maye and at the very pretty Niarbyl, leaving just our group of 10 and a couple other passengers for the route over the hills alongside Niarbyl bay and dropping down into Port Erin, a very beautiful run (and well worth doing). At Port Erin we had a 55 minute wait for the next route 2 service (which takes a different route back to Douglas via the Bay ny Carrickey, but a couple of the group wanted to take the train back, and a couple others went for a walk, leaving me and Trent to reboard the mini-bus for a route 28 down to the Sound of Calf. Basically an area which overlooks the “Calf of Man” which is very beautiful, with a short stay before heading back to Port Erin dropping a couple passengers off at Cregneash.
A short wait at the bus stop at Port Erin before bus 175 rolled in, another double decker on a route 2, to take us back towards Port St Mary, and via the Shore Hotel re-joining the route we took last night on the route 1, via Castletown, the airport etc., although it was nice seeing the route in daylight this time. We decided to stay on until Derby Castle for one last trip on the horse tram before the others had to check in for Manannan back to Liverpool. Sadly it was a dud horse (and I bet not many would say that) as Torrin was walked from the stables as we picked trailer 43 for the slow and gentle ride back towards the Sea Terminal. I said farewell as they went to check in and I went off in search of seeing what shops Douglas had to offer.
Which wasn’t really a lot, there was a “Poundland” style shop called “Dealz” which had everything for £1.20, a few other shops but nothing much of interest, I randomly found a Co-Op to grab a meal-deal (to save me walking to Tesco next to the steam station), and made use of the toilets in the Sea Terminal, before Rocky the horse took me back to Derby Castle, with super-dud trailer 45, just to kill some time before boarding bus 178 on a route 12, back out towards the airport, arriving a tad earlier than I had expected (before check-in had open), so I went for a short walk down a side road to Ronaldsway Halt on the steam railway, a tiny request stop, where I had hoped to use but the timings of the steam railway weren’t the best for my flight.
After a couple photos it was to the airport, check in was swift at the British Airways desk, noting a large queue for Easy jet baggage drop, a quick visit to the shop on the “land” side of the airport and I think I’ve found the most expensive WH Smith meal-deal at a mere £5.99 for a sandwich, drink & packet of crisps (strangely the same price as in the café next door). Security took a good 15 minutes to clear (due to a large passenger flow), before coming into the departures lounge (cheapest drink was £2.50 for a small bottle of water, thankfully I had my South Eastern bottle which I got filled up for free). Taking up a seat to watch the planes land and take-off, before the Saab 2000 landed from London City, a small (compared to the Easyjet airbus bound for Liverpool) twin-prop plane operated by Eastern Airways on behalf of British Airways Cityflyer.
We were called to the gate and eventually we boarded, and inside was nice leather seats in 2+1 seating, I was near the middle in an aisle seat, with lots of legroom. One member of crew who after take-off served a round of drinks & light snacks on a pretty much uneventful flight above the clouds with the noise of the props spinning, before heading over London before landing into the heart of the docklands at London City Airport. After visiting the toilet, I cleared the airport (technically a domestic flight), and went upstairs to the DLR station, tapping in before boarding duds 108 & 128 to take me to Canning Town (low-level) (as it was heading towards Stratford International, so probably a micro-grice around that area).
To the jubilee line for some 96 stock thrash in the shape of required 96122 leading dud 96087, sitting in the rearmost carriage of 087 for the trip back towards Waterloo, arriving at around 20:05, allowing me to visit Tesco for a meal deal before boarding the 20:15 back towards Andover, formed tonight of 159001, 159021 & 159013, with getting a lift from Andover back home to avoid an hour wait at London for the 21:15 which calls at Grateley (as the 20:15 calls at Overton & Whitchurch, omitting Grateley).
A very good weekend, on an island with a well-integrated public transport system for tickets wise, the old school of a horse tram using smartcards and some beautiful weather and good company.