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i-have-funny-hat · 1 year ago
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Yes hello it’s me bring you a post of my own!
Went to the Keighley and Worth Valley Railway on the 23rd of August for a shed tour at Haworth shed. It was very interesting and ended at just over an hour!
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steam-beasts · 8 months ago
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Oh my gosh, I love your version of Gordon for the shed 17 Au! 🥰 @kingdicemrwheezyflowertor , come check this artist out!
It's actually not Shed 17. Just a separate au where the engines are all weird little sausage critters :)
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trainmaniac · 6 months ago
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J17 BR 65567 at Doncaster Works being cosmetically restored for preservation in the National Collection 04-06-1963 by Paul Kearley Via Flickr: The photographer is unknown. A digitally restored image from an original negative in my collection.
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magical-magyars · 4 months ago
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播但線寺前駅 2024.9.12 播但線は寺前までが電化区間 今も国鉄103系が現役。寺前から和田山までの非電化区間にはキハ40系がこれもバリバリの現役
和田山駅にはレンガ仕立ての旧和田山機関庫が残る。残念ながら保存予定はないのか朽ちゆくばかり
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duskstargazer · 1 year ago
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[1924]
“I’m tired of pushing coaches! I want to see the world!”
A chorus of groans met the tank engine’s exclamation.
“This again?” Gordon huffed.
“You're one of the station pilots.” Henry sighed, in a strained tone. “You can’t-”
“One of!” Thomas argued. “Melanie can handle things herself for one day. It’s not like I’m asking to be one of you big fat main line engines!”
“All right, settle down everyone.” Edward came backing into the shed.
“I’ve got some trucks to take to Wellsworth tomorrow.” He said, softly, to Thomas. “If you take them instead of me, I’ll push coaches in the yard.”
“Would you do that, Edward, for me?” Thomas’s eyes shone.
The blue engine chuckled. “Yes, Thomas, I would.”
“Is that a good idea, Edward?” Henry raised a discontented eyebrow. “Has he ever pulled a goods train before?”
“No, but this could provide good experience for him.”
“Or it could lead to disaster. There is Gordon’s Hill to contend with.”
“I thought we agreed we weren’t going to call it that!” Gordon snapped from across the shed.
Thomas tuned the spiraling argument out.
“Oh, Edward,” he whispered, “I wish it was morning…”
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weirdowithaquill · 1 year ago
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Traintober 2023: Day 11 - Roundhouse
Edward Doesn't Like Tidmouth Sheds:
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Tidmouth Sheds sat in an interesting spot; considering the yards at the Big Station. It sat just on one side of the mainline, a giant brick structure that held a number of tracks. On the other side of the shed, a retaining wall used the sheds as a base to expand almost up to the Big Station, as well as in the other direction. Behind the sheds themselves was the crew breakroom, then the Tidmouth Sheds community garden and the carpark. And in front of it was a mess of tracks, with refuelling facilities on one side, the yards across the mainline and the Big Station right ahead.
Even more curious was the design of the shed. Originally a small shed built for the joint Tidmouth, Wellsworth, and Suddery Railway in 1912; a small, brick building meant to hold four engines at most. It had been rebuilt several times, gaining a turntable outside at one point, a six-row brick shed at another, and then most recently the roundhouse itself, bringing the turntable inside and away from the high winds of the Irish Sea.
Edward didn’t like Tidmouth Sheds all that much. He spent every night he could at other sheds – at Wellsworth, or at Brendam – but sometimes it just couldn’t be avoided.
“Good evening, Edward,” chirped Duck one brisk evening. “How’ve you been?” “Not too bad, Duck,” replied Edward politely. “Though the rain has made things difficult.” Duck agreed.
“There’s going to be a fog rolling in soon,” the Pannier observed. Edward winced, but said nothing. Instead, he gazed through the sheds to the six ‘original’ berths. They still existed – two led onto the turntable, while four kept their buffers, acting as extra space for visiting engines – with the one on the furthest edge closest to the city being the diesel refuelling and cleaning berth. It was a clever arrangement – sometimes Percy or Thomas slept on one of those older berths when they brought in a late train, or a visitor would sidle up into one of the extra spaces to rest in out of the wind and cold.
“That rain won’t let up!” snorted Henry, steaming into the sheds. “And a fog is settling in too – tonight is going to be grim for any engine who can’t get out of the elements.” Edward couldn’t help but disagree.
One by one, the engines all arrived back in the sheds. They settled into their spaces, all resting around the turntable with Edward sat between Duck and Henry. The engines chattered for a bit – about annoying passengers, difficult trucks, the weather, and about the latest gossip. Edward didn’t contribute much.
Duck fell asleep first, snoring quietly as he let his tiredness take him. Then Bear, then Donald and Douglas – without whom Oliver became bored and fell asleep – after which Henry would yawn and say goodnight, leading the others to do the same. James was the last to fall asleep, almost as if making it a point to close his eyes after Gordon.
Still, Edward stayed awake, waiting quietly.
That was when the outside shed door creaked open. The fog seemed to billow in with every inch that that door crept open, groaning on its hinges. There was a hiss of steam, and then a low grinding sound, of metal parts scraping against one another. A little engine eased into the shed, eyes red as its paint.
“Glynn,” whispered Edward. The engine did not reply – it did not seem to even notice Edward. Instead, the engine came to a rest in the extra berth closest to the mainline. Sparks began to light up the foggy sheds, as did low whimpers and gasps.
“No… no… please… I’m still useful… where is Topham… he would never… no… get away… please…” Edward felt like crying, unable to fall asleep; cursed to watch as little Glynn grew smaller and smaller, parts vanishing off him into the mist. “Sir Topham’s on the Mainland right now,” a second voice said. This voice was grimy – it sounded as though it came from a smarmy individual just from the way it pronounced its words. The voice seemed to revel in Glynn’s pleas, egging them on and tormenting the poor soul.
Finally, the eyes flickered over to Edward. “Why?” they whispered. “Why didn’t you help me?”
And then, the little engine was gone, leaving behind a glowing pair of red eyes. The eyes backed out of the shed; the door squeaked as it groaned closed.
Edward did not sleep that night.
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There is one thing I forgot to mention about Tidmouth Sheds. In 1924, the sheds were used to cut up one of the old Coffee Pot engines from the Knapford, Tidmouth and Elsbridge Light Railway. None of the other engines knew – they’d lived at Vicarstown, and had only known there to be two of the odd-looking engines.
But Edward knew. Edward had been unfortunate enough to bring a train down to the harbour by the sheds on a cold, foggy night. He’d had to sleep in Tidmouth Sheds. He’d had to sit in the sheds as the last pieces of Glynn were taken apart by the smarmy man and his gang of brutes – he’d had to endure being unable to help.
Edward had feared being next.
Now, the old blue engine avoids Tidmouth Sheds. Whenever he can, he stays on his branchline, far away from the ghost who haunts his mind and his past. He doesn’t tell anyone either. Who would believe him? And what would they do? So, Edward bears the weight of the knowledge that he alone possesses; at least, until now.
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engineer-gunzelpunk · 1 year ago
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Traintober 2023: Roundhouse
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Taralgon Roundhouse and Turntable today
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Taralgon Sheds 1923
Only two roundhouse type sheds exist today in Victoria, this one at Taralgon and one other at Ararat.
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old-transport · 7 months ago
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GWR loco No. 6902 'Butlers Hall' @ Swindon Works - May 1961 by Frederick McLean Via Flickr: An old photograph (2" x 2") of accident damaged British Railways/Great Western Railway (GWR) steam locomotive No. 6902 being scrapped in 'A' shop at the Swindon Works. The works was opened in January 1843, the last BR steam locomotive it produced was 'Evening Star' in 1960, the last steam loco to come in for repair was in 1964, the works closed in 1986 with some work continuing into 1987 after which most of the site was cleared for redevelopment. Old/new overhead maps view:- maps.nls.uk/geo/explore/side-by-side/#zoom=15.4&lat=5... The photo has no date or photographer name. No. 6902 'Butlers Hall' was a C. Collett designed 'Hall class' 4-6-0 engine, built at the Swindon Works and new to GWR in Jul 1940. In Feb 1961 the locomotive was involved in an *accident in which the driver died, this is it being scrapped at Swindon Works just a few months later in the May. The accident damage can clearly be seen in the photograph. * "In the early hours of the 11th February 1961, the ex GWR locomotive 6902 Butlers Hall was heading the 10.23 p.m. York - Swindon express when it collided with the rear portion of a divided freight train and derailed. Tragically this resulted in the death of the driver of the express, Driver A. L. L. Jones, who was trapped on his footplate." From Mike Crabtree in the 'Railway Identification Group' on Facebook:- "Swindon ‘A’ shop because of the configuration of a single overhead crane lifting the whole locomotive, Darlington North Road also lifted locos using a single crane and its most definitely not North Road. All other erecting shops used twin cranes and lifted using what was called a double lift." If there are any errors in the above description please let me know. Thanks. 📷 Any photograph I post on Flickr is an original in my possession, nothing is ever copied/downloaded from another location. 📷 -------------------------------------------------
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ldagence · 5 months ago
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opelman · 1 year ago
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The Blue King by Treflyn Lloyd-Roberts Via Flickr: GWR King 6023 "King Edward II" stands outside the shed at Didcot as the rain approaches. Locomotive: Great Western Railway Collett 6000 Class 4-6-0 6023 "King Edward II". Location: The Great Western Society's Didcot Railway Centre, Oxfordshire.
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little-red-toyota · 1 year ago
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WIP… Some drama in the foreground of one of the illustrations for the new book… Vaarseter is one of the miniature engines running on our garden railway… and he is meeting the shed cat, who is… less impressed with the newcomer. 😂
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i-have-funny-hat · 1 year ago
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Can’t just leave Gresley in the spotlight! Here’s some other photos from the North Yorkshire Moors Railway when I went to their Gala!
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kommabortsig · 3 months ago
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tttea1blog · 7 months ago
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Robots, big time.
Ttte fandom where do yours fall in?
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Feat: @revenge-of-three-au @djs-sideblog-for-pog-trains @dieselstooyou @the-floon-scoot @express-coming-through @ohjeeztrains @mothtrrash @robotics-railways @trainpalsforthawin @greendreamer @cindercat01 @diesel10-the-menace
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calochortus · 5 months ago
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Bluebell Railway - Sheffield Park Carriage Sheds an Museum, Uckfield
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Bluebell Railway - Sheffield Park Carriage Sheds an Museum, Uckfield by Rüdiger Kappenstein
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norwegianrailwaystories · 10 months ago
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What/Who are smallies?
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"The smallies are the miniature engines running on the garden railway in the park. They're super tiny and adorable! They're not on the same level of sentience as us bigger engines, so they act more like cats or dogs, really. They don't speak either, but they might bark at you. They are also not as bound to the rails as we are, so you can often see them playing in the snow and such. Humans also find the cute, and often can't resist petting them. For size reference... I've added a picture of one of them meeting the shed cat."
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