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The Carlingford line runs from Clyde on the main western line to the north western suburb of Carlingford. It is unusual in that is single line, and only sees short four car electric trains, due to the reduced power capacity of the overhead and the length of the platforms.The Carlingford line runs from Clyde on the main western line to the north western suburb of Carlingford.
The line is unusual in that is single line, and only sees short four car electric trains, due to the reduced power capacity of the overhead and the length of the platforms.
Carlingford station opened on 20 April 1896 (as Pennant Hills).
best-of set from over 300 photos shot in the mojave airplane graveyard. nikon n90s + fuji velvia RVP film
London's Largest Graffiti & Street Art Festival! This weekend saw the return of the long awaited Meeting of Styles UK presented by EndoftheLine. The UK is representing with 60 carefully selected artists from all over the country and beyond. Here to paint over one weekend only. Picture of artist 'Ekto'.
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For one of my favorite songs, by the "Traveling Wilburys" composed of George Harrison, Jeff Lynne, Roy Orbison, Tom Petty and Bob Dylan.
For a group mission on an image inspired by lyrics. On lunch break I drove around listening to the song and found this old caboose car at the Fox Valley Trolley Museum and indeed it was at the end of the line fitting the song and lyrics.
LiveVideo: End of the Line, LV video
QuickTime: End of the Line, QT video
Lyrics: End of the Line, lyrics
Hey railfans, bet you will like this song, give a listen!
best-of set from over 300 photos shot in the mojave airplane graveyard. nikon n90s + fuji velvia RVP film.
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Well it's all right, even if you're old and grey
Well it's all right, you still got something to say
Well it's all right, remember to live and let live
Well it's all right, the best you can do is forgive
Well it's all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it's all right, if you live the life you please
Well it's all right, even if the sun don't shine
Well it's all right, we're going to the end of the line
End Of The Line
www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMVjToYOjbM
~ ~ The Traveling Wilburys'
best-of set from over 300 photos shot in the mojave airplane graveyard. nikon n90s + fuji velvia RVP film
The legendary Penzance Fryer - featuring pioneer Class 40 D200 :) There were many fine rail tours back in the 1980s, and it was often possible to get haulage behind your favourite class and travel over rare track at the same time, as with this tour, and all for a modest outlay of £15-20. Happy days 😍
In this view we see pioneer loco D200 (aka 40122) after having arrived at Penzance - the very first of the class to make it there! The railtour - "The Penzance Fryer" - which was run by Traintours, became rather infamous, with D200 suffering over the South Devon Banks and almost coming to a standstill on the Cornish hills! The tour started at the ungodly hour of 03.00 at Manchester Victoria, but with 45107 in charge. From memory, I joined the tour at Crewe where D200 took over 😎)
Anyone recognise themselves on the platform? 😎
And does anyone recall what time we arrived at Penzance - it's not clear on Six Bells Junction: www.sixbellsjunction.co.uk/80s/851109tt.htm
During the 1980s, I spent a lot of my time riding around the British Rail network, mainly chasing Class 40s and then Class 50s, but also seeing and riding behind a number of other classes.
I also made a few tape recordings at that time - many from the front window, some from the platform - using my trusty 'ghetto-blaster' or 'boom box' - and now these recordings can finally be heard 😍)
NOW on SoundCloud! Enjoy the sound of the English Electric Type 4 - for a good 45mins you can immerse yourself in reliving the experience of hanging out of a Mark 1 carriage window behind a classic diesel 😎
The recordings I made on the day were recorded onto a Maxell II metal tape and have lasted quite well over the last 40 years - some distortion with the loco at full power much of the time, but atmospheric all the same!
Visit the track here: on.soundcloud.com/jpZQTxxeRFJv0GFM53
Track list:
1) Start - 2m 00s we start with D200 as she struggles up Dainton Bank, between Newton Abbot and Totnes, with 10 Mk. 1s. The train can clearly be heard entering Dainton Tunnel.
2) 2m 10s - 7m 50s D200 is now struggling even more up Rattery Bank on full throttle 😍) after leaving Totnes - the weather was foul all day and the rails were somewhat slippery!
3) 7m 50s - 14m 05s continuing up Rattery Bank, with Wrangaton summit finally reached at 12m 15s!
4) 14m 10s - 19m 45s now we’re on the return working, just passed Saltash and over Brunel’s finest bridge on the run into Plymouth (slightly garbled on this section)
5) 19m 50s - 21m 15s after a short scheduled stop at Plymouth, the station staff attempt to get the train moving again 😍)
6) 21m 20s - 26m 20s finally we depart Plymouth, and whistle through the suburbs before getting signal stopped.
7) 26m 25s - 27m 35s after the signal stop, the train continues east heading for the infamous Hemerdon Bank!
8) 27m 35s - 30m 35s D200 with a standing start at the foot of Hemerdon Bank! , with Wrangaton summit finally reached at 12m 15s!
9) 30m 40s - 35m 30s D200 continues on full power up Hemerdon Bank 😍)
10) 35m 30s - 35m 50s a quick snatch of D200 giving a blast under the station roof at Bristol Temple Meads on the run-round
11) 35m 55s - 38m 45s we now depart Bristol Temple Meads heading north for Birmingham.
12) 38m 45s - 43m 40s and as a suitable finale, we hear D200 at Bromsgrove again performing a standing start on the attack of the famous Lickey Incline!
The British Rail Class 40s were built by English Electric between 1958 and 1962. They were numbered D200-D399. Despite their initial success, by the time the last examples were entering service they were already being replaced on some top-level duties by more powerful locomotives. As they were slowly relegated from express passenger uses, the type found work on secondary passenger and freight services where they worked for many years. The final locomotives ended regular service in 1985. The locomotives were commonly known as "Whistlers" because of the distinctive noise made by their turbochargers.
British Railways originally ordered ten Class 40s, then known as "English Electric Type 4s", as evaluation prototypes. They were built at the Vulcan Foundry in Newton-le-Willows, Lancashire. The first locomotive, D200, was delivered to Stratford on 14 March 1958. Following fitter and crew training, D200 made its passenger début on an express train from London Liverpool Street to Norwich on 18 April 1958. Five of the prototypes, Nos. D200, D202-D205, were trialled on similar services on the former Great Eastern routes, whilst the remaining five, Nos. D201, D206-D209, worked on Great Northern services on the East Coast Main Line.
Taken with a Zenith TTL SLR camera. Scanned from the original negative with no digital restoration.
You can see a random selection of my railway photos here on Flickriver: www.flickriver.com/photos/themightyhood/random/
20173 and 20040 await final disposal at MC Metals, Glasgow. The 'Peak' cabs belong to 45145
10 May 1992
best-of set from over 300 photos shot in the mojave airplane graveyard. nikon n90s + fuji velvia RVP film
Sunday July 6th 2008
Get on at Silverknowes, 4.47pm.
Whilst the driver adjusts the wing mirror in the pouring rain. 15 minutes to wait. Can't see much further through steamed windows than the first three of a line of lampposts stretching away. But then it leaves before time, around Pennywell Court, a bare lightbulb on a higher floor. A man shakes each leg in turn as though he has sand in his shoes. A girl sits down across the aisle with jeans ripped at unnaturally regular intervals, and go past the MINOR INJURIES WALK-IN CLINIC at the Western General. She has her eyes closed. Over the Dean Bridge and even through the rain the edges of the mill stand out on the horizon. Clothes on a rail in what must be a storeroom at House of Fraser. Turning the corner and a glass bottle slams hard against the side panel. A car goes where it shouldn't. Lipstick models blowing kisses on a TV screen in Superdrug. Someone behind laughs like they're having an asthma attack. And an ambulance pulled up, its back door open and a paramedic arranging pieces of equipment. The bus fills up completely on Nicholson Street and a boy in an orange jacket sits beside and wipes the window with large hands, but it immediately clouds over. Headlights through the grey. Again he wipes it. Says something to his mum about the school holidays in a thick accent. The leaves of an oak tree press against the wet glass, and a red Bed and Breakfast neon. Into her mobile the boy's mum says "To the pub? but you've nae money". Trainers squeak on the stairs going down. And up to Liberton, a well tended graveyard with numerous rose bushes in bloom; dark red, pink and yellow. The crematorium obscured by trees. He plays the intro to a Coldplay song on his phone, and restarts it and restarts it before the singing. And suddenly the city has ended, and a path going off into long crops. Then unfamiliar houses and a grey church. A path wet and shining so it looks like a river. A barbers called HAIR WE ARE. And two horses, both with jackets which cling sodden around their muscled flanks. Lights on red for what seems like too long. And must be too long as the driver goes through. A pile of metal barriers half hidden in the undergrowth. In the army barracks each room has a net curtain neatly tied in a knot. Someone shouts "Bye! love you!". A door open into a bathroom. And by the time it leaves Penicuik and turns right there is no-one else left.
Until someone speaks at the very back.
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Engagement 5,500+
Ship Decommissioned in 1997 with a long Lay Up
Beached at Graythorp Teesside for Breaking February 2009
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French Navy Aircraft Carrier FS Clemenceau R98 (Le Clem) awaits decontamination before breaking under contract to Able UK at Graythorp near Hartlepool in North East England.
She was seen lying alongside the so-called American Naval 'Ghost Ships' dubbed by the Media. She arrived around the 9th February 2009 , after a difficult towed voyage from Brest in France.
Laid down in 1955 , launched in 1957 and not commissioned until 1961 and served for 36 years before finally being Decommisssioned in 1997 and stored in Brest for some 12 years. Her only sister-ship 'Foch' was due have the the same fate until she was transferred to the Brazilian Navy and continued to serve as the 'Sao Paulo'.
INTERESTING CAR ADVERTISMENT
The Clemenceau was chosen for an action French TV advertisment in 1985 for the Citroen Visa GTi which raced down the flightdeck and falling off the bow into the drink
18th February 2009
Saturday June 28th 2008
Get on at Ocean Terminal, 5.16pm.
Bus is full, the sky threatens rain but the windows are open. On the back seat a girl lies down with her head in her boyfriends lap. A NO SMOKING window sticker scratched in places where the light shines through. Weeds growing up strong through the pavement next to the river. The doors hiss open at the stop on Henderson Street. And faded flyposters of David Essex. A red rose in the garden of a rest-home. Glimpse of the top of the mill through a gap on Bonnington Road, white against the dirty sky. More weeds. A bald man pushes his children dangerously high on a playground swingset, but they laugh and he laughs also. Steps leading up to a flat above a hairdressers, number 43, with a hanging basket. Where there was an inflatable Santa last Christmas a frayed rope still hangs and moves in the breeze. The air is heavy. And into Stockbridge, the back seats empty, a weather vane showing the wind is moving south-west, and the window of an old woman's flat, in the centre a decoration of an angel blowing a horn. Private gardens. Some lights already on in sitting rooms. Turn left and leave the cobbles, slowly across the river. A man in front has a baseball cap with a Norway flag on it. A drunk-looking man leers at a girl walking past in high heels. Diverted through Charlotte Square, puddles from earlier rain and a distant siren. And onto Princes Street, where a jewelry shop window sparkles with fake diamonds. One of the statues, of Adam Black, covered in bird shit. A hen party spills from a pub, the bride with a veil and an inflatable sheep. And the Royal Mile teeming. Net curtains billow from the smoked-glass windows of a hotel. The indicator clicks on and off.
People faraway on the hill.