© Geoff’s Rail Diaries 2011
A tradition has developed in the Shropshire Railway Society
over the years - an "escape the turkey" trip immediately after
Christmas, using local trains. This year's plan was to use a
Mid-line Day Rover to explore the West Midlands.... at least,
that was the plan before the snow fell. Conveniently, I would
be able to drive my son to the station - he had booked a
ticket for Edinburgh, on the 9.21am from Wolverhampton
The day dawned to an unfamiliar scene - about four inches of
snow had fallen during the night. A slightly hairy journey to the
station (not helped by those people who felt the only safe way
to drive was at 15mph on straight, level stretches, slowing down
for bends of course...)
My son's train was cancelled. The next Edinburgh train would be
at 11.19, but when the 8.48 to Glasgow arrived (running about
an hour late) I suggested he should get on and get an Edinburgh
train from Glasgow Queen Street. Sadly, the guard persuaded
him to get off at Carlisle, where, after waiting for 3½ hours, he
decided to get on another Glasgow train and follow my advice.
(The 11.19 had broken down somewhere, and nothing else
seemed to make it to Carlisle...) He finally got to Edinburgh at
around 9pm, poor thing.
After taking a few photos at Wolverhampton, we took a ride to
Stafford, on a class 175 which had arrived from the north. I think
it should have gone to New Street first, but I think it was running
a little late. Several of our colleagues had gone to Birmingham,
expecting the working to be 37-hauled - they had planned to
ride on it. We never saw them again that day...
Stafford was reasonably busy - sadly, no freight trains passed
while we were on the station - but after a while the snow clouds
gathered again, so we decided to head for Birmingham on the
next non-Virgin working. This turned out to be another North
Wales coast train, hauled by 37 421, which gave us an interesting
journey via Wolverhampton, Bescot and Aston, entering New
Street from the east (to avoid reversal for its return working).
Suitably fed and watered, we took a look at the remains of Low
Level station before returning to Wolverhampton's remaining
station where, after a few more snaps, a Shrewsbury-bound train
arrived. The light would soon be going so we boarded it and
headed for home.
Links:
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Shropshire Railway Society
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The "Great Western" - the building; the pub