Thursday, April 28, 2011

The down train on a spring evening

This time on a down train and eating raw spinach. The setting sun is spectacular. North Cork looks so peaceful. As green as it gets. Into Mallow. Gradually the lush land of North Cork gives way to the marsh land and mountains of Kerry.

Kerry driver replaces his Cork colleague.

Always a nice job but being a train driver in the Irish springtime is the best of jobs.

Alas I'm too old. I'd liked to have been a loco driver. Ah well. Another box not to be ticked

Single track to Tralee. And all in evening daylight.

All the time the controller at Connolly Station knows about us and where we are. No semaphore, no token.

2 comments:

Elizabeth Mitchell said...

Nicely written. You are a gifted writer.

Elizabeth

Michael Commane said...

Ah, not sure about that. You probably have a secret love for trains.

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