Short and sweet. I was about 3 or 4 standing with my parents and grandparents on the Rhyd yr onnen platform of the Tal-y-Llyn. Looking towards Tywyn I saw Duncan! Fiberglass face covered in Smuts, red paint dull with oil and muck, working about as hard as those little locos can, barking away it gave a blast on the whistle as the train got to the end of the platform. That's it from then on I had coal dust in my blood and the smell of hot oil in my nostrils. Steam got it hooks in me then and there. It took almost 30 years more for me to fall for a beautiful class 52 on the seven valleys diesel gala a few years ago, the sound of those maybachs through the tunnel at flat chat almost brought me to tears. But that's a different story
When I was 2, me and my sister were being babysat and they [the baby sitter] put Thomas & Friends on the TV. I was instantly hooked and for the last 18 years, the railways has been my main passion to the point where I am the 'go to' person to answer questions about the railways within my family and family friends. That love of the railways (and steam traction) soon evolved into my interest of old vehicles of other types - ships/boats, planes, tractors, cars, traction engines you name it but my passion will also be in the railways. I am who I am because of the railways and I'm thankful for that. I'm thankful I didn't grow up like every other lad - playing football and video games etc. As corny as it is, I would say that the railway is my main love and that I will love no one else more then I love the railways (well apart from my mum & my sister obviously).
My Nan and GD lived at Albany Park next to Albany Park Station and we lived close by. We visited all the time and as a little kid I used to run to the fence shouting ‘Twain, see the Twain’… a story oft told be my mum.. so I started liking trains early and I’ll still jump at any chance to ride a steam train.. you can’t beat it. I did loads of trainspotting as a kid and three of us took a train to Waterloo and played the London Underground game for real. That was great fun. It’s a shame that today you couldn’t let kids experience that.. riding on the underground all day and learning.. we also went to Crewe on our own. Great times. I’m lucky that today I get paid to ride on trains and I have to say the GWR trains (hst 802? types) are the most comfortable … if your on a GWR service and some Herbert beats you to a table seat.. that could ne me.. LOL
When I was still in my pram, my mam thought it would be amusing to take me down onto the platform at Moston station near where we lived to see my first train. It's the first station out of Manchester Victoria heading to Rochdale and is featured in my avatar picture. Anyway, she was expecting a nice, relatively quiet, diesel unit, like a 101 to call at the station. What actually happened was a steam locomotive hurtled through the station with a long goods train. I screamed the station down. And was hooked forever.
Ha ha ha… well that’s mostly what I get to ride on unless it a cross country service.. and their trains are not great for space and comfort… but I did ride from Stockport on a really nice train, north west trains I think, no idea what type it was, but it felt new, was spacious and had an cafe car.. so I sat in there to Birmingham where I had to change to a cross country train all the way home. Thursday I’ve an 11 hour journey from Whitby via Middlesboro, where I’ve enough time between trains to see if I can find any monkey hangers, Darlington and lastly Newton Abbot and back to deepest Kernow. It’s a loooonnng day as I gotta drive up there overnight first
Looking at the mail today about the new release, the train I was on may well have been an 805. And to correct a couple of errors in my post, monkeyhangers are in Hartlepool, nit Middlesboro.. sorry about that, LOL and my journey was from Wigan not Stockport but I did go to Stockport.
For me it was definitely watching Thomas the Tank Engine on the TV. When I was just 3 years old my Dad took me to Ipswich Station one day on the Great Eastern Main Line. The sights and sounds of the trains back then lit a lifelong passion of railways for me. Still fondly remember the days when Class 86 electric locos hauled the Norwich - London mainline trains.
It was the BR 425 in Germany. Back then I often traveled to my grandparents 2 cities over. We only had one car and my dad needed it for work. The regional services were operated by DB until 2007. When I was 2 (2004) we often drove to my grandparents on the weekends. Dad had to work, so it was only my mom and me. I was fascinated by the speed and that I didn't need to buckle up when riding a train. I could walk around and look outside. I started learning the station names during elementary school and kindergarden. During the holidays I often slept at my grandparents house. My grandma hated driving a car and so she would take the train to my city most of the time. So whenever I had to go home, she would bring me home by train and ride back with the next one. Another core memory is that my mom asked the station personal if it was possible for little curious me to see the inside of the signal box. The station attendant asked the dispatcher and he agreed. I was two or three years old back then. It was the best day of my childhood.
Don't know if I have a "first" memory of trains. They just always went near the house and through town. Just always seem to have been there in the background. Didn't really become a fan until years later. I was more into planes growing up. Collecting models. Getting my pilots license. Never went anywhere with it (too damn expensive and it was just for fun, not a job) but it was only through plane sims to ttruck sims to rail sims that I happened on TSC then TSW. I think it's a working career in logistics that is the appeal. Trains are just that reliable, hard working underdog that get big loads where they gotta go. Outside of the occasional AMTRAK, it's all freight around here, dirty and loud but dependable, day and night. Never had a chance to work on them myself, but lots of experience with trucking and moving cargo civilian and military side. So I guess I fail at the assignment. There's not one early memory, but a whole childhood of waiting for huge 50-100 car trains passing, thundering by on their way to destinations, wondering where they are going and who was going to use all the products they carry never knowing where they came from or how they got there.
Have to say, having now travelled on several models with several operators, the GWR ones are the 800 variant I like the LEAST.
I’m probably a bit of an odd one out. My first conscious encounter with trains was the TT electric model train set. As a child, I had no real contact with the railway, even though I grew up in a big city with a huge, bustling railway junction. Trains would run somewhere out of sight, but generally speaking, the railway was for people in the countryside; city people travelled by tram. So I was a tram kid. And I suppose I still am I became interested in trains once I’d outgrown playing with cardboard tram models; as there weren’t any tram simulators for the PC, however, train simulators had already come onto the market. I suppose that explains my interest in routes such as the Medway Valley Line or the Cathcart Circle Line, and my compulsive urge to spend hours travelling back and forth along the same line, stopping every few minutes at every tram stop... er, I mean railway station. At last, a tram simulator for PC has appeared, but it’s so hopeless, buggy and unplayable that I’d rather stay to the Medway Valley Line. Here’s the story of a TSW6 player who constantly demands more realism, even though he isn’t even a proper railway enthusiast. I’ve probably been discredited in this community now.
My first memory was as a young boy with my family, catching a little tank engine pulled train from Campbelltown (Sydney Aus) Station to Liverpool Sydney Aus), where we had to change trains to get on "The Red Rattler" electric train to take us to Sydney. On the trip home we would get The Cooma Mail Train home, which in those days was pulled by an express steam locomotive. This memory never left me and fostered my love of railways to this day.
