The ambience of Tucheler Heide
SU46-029, as the last running of all SU46, leads the special TurKol excursion train 55225 "Niedźwiadek" from Laskowice Pomorskie to Bydgoszcz Główna, passing the mechanical distant signal of the Prussian type before Osie, a station hidden deep inside of one of the largest forested areas of central Europe - Bory Tucholskie (aka Tuchola Forest, Tucheler Heide and Tëchòlsczé Bòrë). The day before yesterday marked the first anniversary of this awesome TurKol event in Northern Poland.
The vast forested area is home to many of Poland's most charmful railway lines, and at least twice as many closed down branchlines. Each time I happen to pay a visit here, I am hit with an overwhelming sense of nostalgia, as the region seems to be trapped in time. None of the lines are electrified, most of them have old telegraph poles running along them, many stations are still fully equipped with mechanical semaphore signals, and the whole ambience creates a very tranquill atmosphere. Air is clean, summers are warm and all one can hear is birds chirping away, which are occasionally broken up by gusts of wind hitting against the pine trees. Ever since I took this picture, I was of the opinion that it reflects the overall peacefullness and atmosphere of the forests.
Photo by Piotrek/Toprus
The ambience of Tucheler Heide
SU46-029, as the last running of all SU46, leads the special TurKol excursion train 55225 "Niedźwiadek" from Laskowice Pomorskie to Bydgoszcz Główna, passing the mechanical distant signal of the Prussian type before Osie, a station hidden deep inside of one of the largest forested areas of central Europe - Bory Tucholskie (aka Tuchola Forest, Tucheler Heide and Tëchòlsczé Bòrë). The day before yesterday marked the first anniversary of this awesome TurKol event in Northern Poland.
The vast forested area is home to many of Poland's most charmful railway lines, and at least twice as many closed down branchlines. Each time I happen to pay a visit here, I am hit with an overwhelming sense of nostalgia, as the region seems to be trapped in time. None of the lines are electrified, most of them have old telegraph poles running along them, many stations are still fully equipped with mechanical semaphore signals, and the whole ambience creates a very tranquill atmosphere. Air is clean, summers are warm and all one can hear is birds chirping away, which are occasionally broken up by gusts of wind hitting against the pine trees. Ever since I took this picture, I was of the opinion that it reflects the overall peacefullness and atmosphere of the forests.
Photo by Piotrek/Toprus