Our last day in Yorkshire was to be spent travelling on the North Yorkshire Railway, which was hosting a gala weekend to raise money for the Severn Valley Railway, which suffered so badly during the floods in the summer. We were awake ake dawn again, and when we threw open the curtains we saw it was misty. I went out with my camera to take a few shots from the back garden. As I left the bedroom Jools had said that she was going to go back to slepp; and I took her at her word. I thought that maybe the view from the moors would be good, and so i jumped in the car and roared off. In the meantime Jools came downstairs to find that I had gone without her. Up on the moors, the view was indeed wonderful, as the mist rolled into the valley below, and then caught by the rays of the rising sun. Once again words do not do nature justice to the scene, but I hope my pictures do.
Once back at the cottage and having eaten, we headed off to Pickering to get on the first train of the day. The NYMR goes through the valley that runs through the moors, and offers spectatular views of heather covered hillsides and golden woods and forests. Once at the other end we waited while the most stunning of locomotives, The Sir Nigel Grelsey, was made ready for the retuen journey. Can a train be said to be beautiful? Well, I think so, this streamlined train once hauled a full train at 112mph, and it sister loco, Mallard still holds the all time steam hauled record at 126mph. Anyway, I could wax about this for ages, the power and beauty of this train, and the noise it made when venting steam, and how everyone else had huge smiles as they climbed on board. We got off at Goathland, home of the British TV show Heartbeat, but I won't hold that against it, and is also the station used as Hogwarts in the Harry Potter films. What cannot be denied is that is is a pretty, if not beaufiful station, and a short walk away is the pub used in the afore mentioned TV show, where they do sell fine beer and home cooked meals. We partook in both, and got back in time to see the next two trains go through the station and for me to take more pictures. We caught a train back to Pickering just as the sun was getting low in the sky, and relaxed in the carriage wallowing on the thoughts of a fine day. Looking at the timetable I saw that SNG was going to be the last train of the day, and one of the stations was withing two miles of the cottage; so we headed there in the car just in time to see the train go steaming through as the shadows had lengthened and darkened almost to black.
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