Steam raised and ready to depart Carlisle!

You’ll recall in the last post that an offer had been made and accepted for the house. Things have indeed been progressing, slowly until a month ago but then accelerating rapidly to the point that I will be leaving Carlisle finally of the 30th of July.

As you’ll have observed, a process of packing and storage has been in place and this week the final acts in that process are taking place.

Meantime, following a trip up north in June, I found a suitable place in the coastal village of Inverbervie in Aberdeenshire, set in the Mearns country, celebrated by famous Scottish author, Lewis Grassic Gibbon. The place itself is absolutely perfect for my needs and set in such a nice place, about 5 mins walk from the sea, I can hardly believe my luck in finding it, no small help from a mate of mine – you know who you are and thanks again!

The third piece of the jigsaw is work and I have been lucky to get a transfer with work, to a small depot a few miles away. This saves me the anticipated search for some work again and couldn’t have worked out better.

This weekend, has been a mix of phone calls and on line chats to service providers as changeovers are set in place and visits to local friends. I also gave Scubaidh a trip out to Powfoot for one last attempt at the land speed record!

Next week, I’ll be writing this from a different place!

The transonic shock wave is not visible in this image!

Summer evening’s walk

Seeing as it was such a good evening, I decided to give Abi an extra walk and spontaneously picked the path from Lyneside Station to Fauldmoor Crossing. This was the true racing ground of the Waverley Route as it got into its stride out of Carlisle, past Harker and trains could attain high speeds before slowing for Longtown.

Lyneside Station was the turnback and daytime stabling point for the Parkside/Harker workers trains and is today a very attractive private dwelling. The lower floor of the signal box still exists and in fact the upper level survived into the 1990s before succumbing to time and the elements.
On a beautiful evening such as the one just past it was wonderful to imagine being here fifty or sixty years ago watching trains pass.
Although the top of the formation has been heavily skimmed in places, there are many relics still in existence such as ballast boxes and signal runners and even what looks like a gradient post!


Just north of the station the route crosses the river Lyne and though the viaduct decking was dismantled after this section closed in September 1970, the path conversion has resulted in a wooden footbridge being constructed and supported on the old buttresses and piers. These piers have certainly been subject to renovation and repair during their railway service and this work is much in evidence from blue brickwork among the original stone to the heavy rail bracing round the central pier. You can still see the channel and steel pad where the original plate sides rested. Also in evidence was a massive accumulation of driftwood that must have piled up during the extreme rain we experienced here on the 18th of May. Further north is a cattle creep which Abi inspected on the way back.



After an hour we were back at Lyneside after our walk lineside!
By now the sun was about setting but the light was making both the red sandstone of the station and the red bark of the attendant Scots Pines glow with a warm richness that is one of the attributes that makes Pinus Sylvestris my favourite tree!



An evening well spent and it was easy to imagine an A2 or similar racing north on a rake of coaches, the whole ensemble glowing in the low sun!