Looking to the future....

A misty last dawn at the old homestead. The view from the kitchen window. Just twelve days ago and it already feels like half a lifetime ago.
New horizons.

Well, it's been a long journey, but definitely a rewarding path. First fire lit in the hearth. The heart is reawakened afresh.

It's in my garden. A 1:19 scale model narrow gauge railway which has operated since 2002.

No Trains Today.
Sleeper impressions in the moss. All that remains to show that trains once ran here.

No Trains Today.
End of an era.

A quietly significant day today as track lifting has commenced on my garden railway. Not many photos taken, I prefer to remember it in service.
The first rails were laid on the 02/02/2002, so it has served well for many years.
"Perchance it is not dead but sleepeth"

Off on another train trip.
West Country this time.

Rarer than rocking horse doo doo, scarcer than hens teeth, two Brandbright Tilley trams together take to the rails of the Eaves Green Tramway.
(There were only ever five of these models built, if records are correct and here are two of them.)

16mm scale Archangel single Fairlie's Moel Tryfan and Snowdon Ranger double heading on the Eaves Green Tramway today.

Time's a changing. There are already plans afoot for a rebirth of the tramway.

A late afternoon steam up in the garden. Carrying out a line inspection.

Ok, I've only a small select group of followers on here, so here's a little piece of breaking news about my garden model railway. Important enough to break my code of only posting B&W images.
This is quite a monumental event. The first rails were laid on this line on 02.02.2002.
End of an era.

Back in Sibiu.
I do love my time here. Even when it's raining.

Home once more. This is a nice place to be.

It's been a chuffing while!

Back in Romania for some well earned rest and relaxation. (And a good dose of narrow gauge steam!)

I've always had a bit of a soft spot for the original Roger Marsh OGWEN.

Watching the harvest from our garden vantage point.
Maybe for the last time?

Wow! The Awdry Extravaganza on the Talyllyn Railway really has to be seen to be believed. Seventy seven trains over three days, and every one filled with joyful passengers. That's quite a gala, and quite a challenge for the volunteers, staff, supporters and organisers to pull off. Well done!

Not much going on here these days. It seems to be fading away. Meanwhile, here's No.3 crossing Dolgoch Viaduct on a very blustery day.

I'm well overdue a return to Aberystwyth. However, I will be back in hills above Tywyn before too long. (There's a beer festival in Tywyn next weekend and those ales and ciders won't drink themselves...)

So,I built a log store out of some fence panels which I'd taken down some thirty odd years ago, and a few other bits and pieces that I'd subsequently stacked up in the barn in the "that'll be useful some day" pile.
Just to prove that they have indeed eventually become useful.
Pleased now!

"No Trains Today."
My 'get-up-and-go' appears to have got up and gone and has left me behind. Let's see if I can manage a few days of doing absolutely nothing and not feel guilty about it.

Walking the Mawddach estuary.

Monochrome Monday, with The Mule out on a coal delivery on the distant Llechfan Line.

A good outcome.

Hmmm, I don't know if you can see this, but it's taken overhead just now, with a hand held phone on a night setting. The (not very) long streak was a satellite passing through the shot.

It was quite literally raining stair rods up at Abergynolwyn today as a cloudburst greeted an afternoon Footplate Experience Train chuffing its way up the line.
#Talyllyn Railway.

They're fluture in Romanian.