Having written a blog post yesterday about the Bluebell Railway and its trains, I simply couldn’t ignore the people who run those trains, or those who simply go there to admire them. A local report said that over one thousand people visited on that first day. That’s an awful lot for just two platforms and the locomotive shed. There were times when I found it too crowded to be comfortable and yet there were so many wonderful opportunities for candid photography.
I must add for the record that I never did get an accurate description of the roles these people were doing. It actually became a bit of a joke on my photography forum when I put up an image of the driver of the Flying Scotsman, to be told he wasn’t the driver at all. Ditto one I called the guard, only to find out later he was actually the station master.
So for the featured image at the top. This gentleman was definitely standing on the footplate of the Scotsman, but I have no idea if he was really the driver or not. According to his clothing, he may well have been and as he seemed to be attracting a lot of attention from the general public, that would still be my guess. I just loved the timeless quality, perhaps accentuated by converting it to black and white.
Then there was this gentleman, who was also on the Flying Scotsman. I first spotted him further down the tracks as the train was waiting to return to the platform. He looked rather bored by the whole process, but I was fascinated by the steam coming up from below.
I think it was also the same man who climbed up on top to fill the locomotive with water.
This man was identified as the guard of Camelot and I captured this during what I can only presume was a change of staff. Once again, I think the steam adds to the image, along with yet another conversion.
Lunch time proved to be a very productive time for me. Most of the volunteers settled down in groups around the station, while the general public vanished like the steam from the locomotives. These two gentlemen opted for a wooden bench outside the museum. I photographed those lovely suitcases on my next visit a few days later.
As I was crossing the bridge, I stepped aside to let two more gentlemen pass. They were carrying assorted items of equipment while trying to balance three cups of tea. I shot this from the opposite platform as they took a well deserved break.
Then this candid taken round where all the spare parts were kept. I loved the way he was on the phone (a very modern device), while seated amid items with so much history.
Finally one of a beautiful lady who dressed the part for a ride on the Flying Scotsman. Both she and her partner had made such an effort and I especially loved this shot with the station master in the background.