Arriving at Ravenglass |
Scafell from Dalegarth |
Let me out |
Watching Tova |
Green and pleasant land |
Ravenglass estuary |
On the turntable |
Irton Road station |
My first ice cream cone, a life-shaping moment |
The excuse for a visit to the Ravenglass and Eskdale miniature railway was our granddaughter but she would have been just as happy emptying the contents of the fridge. The other reason was the chance to drive over Wrynose and Hard Knott passes on a summer's day. It is reassuring to travel in cars that no longer need a brake bleed before attempting the 30ยบ incline of the Hard Knott pass or provide the uncertainty of whether they will overheat on the ascent. Life with a Morris Minor always generated these sorts of adventures and honed my sense of optimism.
We arrived at Dalesgarth station just a few minutes before the first steam-hauled train of the day departed and blagged our way onto the empty coach at the rear. Tova was nonplussed by the occasion and insisted on watching the scenery by leaning out of the carriage and pointing at the sheep and cows that had been mere pictures in books. Ravenglass was reached as the midday sun reached its zenith and after a walk along the estuary we retired for lunch in a pub garden.
There are still four steam locomotives in regular use on the railway but our return journey was by diesel. We treated ourselves to ice creams on reaching Ravenglass and after being given a sampler from the bottom of a cone, Tova grabbed her dad's and showed an indomitable spirit in refusing to have it taken away. It was one of those turning points in a child's life when they declare their sixth sense, independence.
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