Six Nations Rugby means lots of special trains to Cardiff. This means another wet session at Newport. After joining Lee and co. on 158964, arrived pretty early and found lots of people already around. As the morning progressed, the end of the platform became very crowded - much to the amazement of those passing on increasingly sardine-tin like trains. There was actually quite a scrum to get a photo position when things began to happen!
A little less freight than usual, but lots going on. Arrived to find a convoy of five EWS class 66s about to leave. Noted several shuttle services in operation to clear the crowds, which were being carefully controlled by security, Arriva staff and the BTP. The specials started to arrive a little before lunchtime, with a parade of class 67s, including three on a single train, thanks to an earlier failure of 67012.
I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.