Location: Manning Valley
Date: October 2011
October 29, 2011. I cheated again! I spotted this series of pics
on a newsgroup this morning and thought they were worth posting. It's not
often you see a 1918 Chevrolet like this in original condition. Hey, it's
not often you see a 1918 Chevrolet period! We're talking about the end
of WWI here! I assume CONN on the license plate stands for Connecticut,
which is on the east coast. That surprised me because the car has no rust
(apart from surface rust). At first I thought it might have come from the
mid west or somewhere dry, far from salt air. Anyway, check it out. Automobiles
have come a long way since this old girl hit the road.
here for the photo album.
October 16, 2011. Join the Rail Motor Society’s 620 Class
Rail Motor for our tour to the fabulous Coffs Harbour Markets. This is
the ideal opportunity to do a spot of Christmas shopping, while enjoying
the scenic rail trip up the coast to Coffs Harbour. The train will depart
Taree at approximately 6:00 am and will return around 4:30 pm. Pickups
will also be made at Kendall and Wauchope.
Yeah, right. The train arrived a bit after 6pm. By then the sun was
beginning to set which made photography a bit difficult. Also, the train
was in a hurry to get back to Newcastle so it was only at the station long
enough for passengers to disembark, and for me to get a few shots. Nice
looking train, though. For more pics and info, visit the
Motor Society's web site.
I first arrived at about 4pm and took a shot of an old diesel loco at
a siding. Before long, the driver arrived, raised the front blinds, and
ambled down the track a bit to hook up with 2 other locos (as I discovered
later when 3 locos pulled a very long freight train past the station, heading
north). The railways department obviously doesn't worry too much about
keeping those old workhorses clean, while designers are not too fussed
Then the XPT arrived, heading south. I think XPT stands for fast passenger
train. I went to the front of the thing and photographed what I thought
was the driver hosing the windscreen. But it turned out the woman was the
driver. So I waited for a while and filled the time by taking a few shots
of the station. At about 4:45, after the Tin Hare hadn't arrived, I went
to the stationmaster's office and asked about it. The bloke phoned a mate
up the line a bit and asked if the Tin Hare had been through yet. That's
when the stationmaster referred to it as the "Red Rabbit". Turned out the
train was delayed - it needed to give way to other traffic because the
north/south line is only a single track. Traffic heading in opposite directions
needs to pull into a siding (placed at various intervals) to allow other
trains to pass. The Yanks offered to lay a second parallel track during
WWII but the government rejected the offer saying it would be too expensive
to maintain. Silly buggers. So I went home and returned to the station
at 5:30, after telling L&S that dinner would be late.
It was 6:15 by the time the Rabbit arrived, but I'd passed the time
talking to a bloke who virtually told me his entire life story, from riding
steam trains as a kid, through to SLR cameras and his recent bust up with
the love of his life who apparently took him for a devastating financial
ride. He said he would love to share the rest of his life with someone
special but is now too nervous about falling into the same trap again.
Anyway, I heard someone say the train was in a hurry to get back to its
depot, so I whizzed up to the ass end and asked someone if I could get
a shot of the interior. "You'd better be quick unless you want to end up
in Newcastle!" So that was it. A bit anti-climactic but better than nothing.
Oh, and there was a young shirtless and barefoot teen there, in boardshorts
- the last thing I expected to see on a railway platform.
here for the photo album.
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