Every year, an "Open Garden weekend" is organised to raise money for our local hospice. A minimum of six gardens are open each day, and programmes are available at the reception desk, giving directions and a map for each garden. This year it includes our garden, railway and all!
And what am I doing in preparation? Principally, running trains and operating points and signal, to identify any areas of unreliability, then (if practical) fixing them. And while I'm running these trains, I might as well photograph them.
First we have a pannier tank with a single coach. It must be empty stock, or a special working, as the coach has no guard's compartment.
|Pannier tank on the Railway straight.|
|"Evening Star" bursts out of the tunnel|
|"Evening Star" leaves the cutting above the quarry.|
|"Evening Star" rushes past the quarry.|
|"Evening Star" approaching the viaduct.|
|37406 "The Saltire Society" and 37417 "Highland Region".|
|37406 is the train engine....|
|....with 37417 piloting,|
Meanwhile, life in the village continues as normal, with the pub landlady carrying a plate of food out for "old George", as the post van arrives with the afternoon delivery.
|The pub below the viaduct.|
|A visitor from another age.|
|70040 "Clive of India" thunders up the 1 in 50 past waiting 4F 44560.|
|Working on the "garden" bit of the garden railway.|
Note: The circular flat area between the flower trough and the viaduct was purpose-built three years ago for the hexagonal gazebo used for the bar at the annual garden party. The entrance is via the grass slope in the foreground, with the trough moved elsewhere of course. The size and shape of the gazebo dictated the route the railway took in this area, and the need for the viaduct to be curved.
And finally.... At the start of an operating session, the track cleaning train disappeared into the tunnel and didn't emerge at the other end. Another engine was sent in to push, without success. So the tunnel slabs and liner were removed, and the cause of the problem immediately became clear!
|There's not room for both of us in this tunnel!|