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THE AIRE VALLEY LINE FROM LEEDS TO BRADFORD
PART 2 - KIRKSTALL TO NEWLAY & HORSFORTH
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The canal not only provided a vital transport link for the woollen mills in the Aire valley, it was a popular venue for fishermen too. In fact, fishing was the biggest outdoor pursuit for boys during the
Sixties - and still is, come to that. Well, not wishing to incur the wrath of anglers, I can't see the point in sitting on river banks for umpteen hours on end. It's hardly what I'd call 'firing on all cylinders'. Whatever incentive drove my angling-mad schoolmates to fish their local stretch of Leeds-Liverpool canal between Kirkstall and Rodley remains a mystery. On the other hand, my mates thought my compulsion for bagging 'cops' in a red, underlined exercise book was even dafter, which somehow evened the score!
(Right) In case you're wondering, it doesn't matter what anyone thinks because b
oth groups have a lot in common. We are both driven by the same Zion-style love of the great outdoors and being close to nature, we enjoy the same level of high-octane excitement and long periods of suspenseful waiting - or uninterrupted 'reflection time', as I've heard it called - and, after a long day's fishing or train spotting, we look like something the cat's dragged in! The only difference between us, if I have to find one, is that by the very nature of the sport, anglers tend to be loners, and if they're fishing in a competition it's not enough that they succeed; others must fail. Train spotting was much more exciting in my view. The biggest thrill of all was hearing the tell-tale rustle of signal wires which never failed to stimulate a sense of expectancy at what we might 'cop' next. However, if anyone had told me that one day I'd get the chance to photograph a 'Duchess' on the 'Caledonian' express, albeit in its preserved form some twenty-odd years later, I'd never have believed it!. The bottom photograph shows the same scene in 2005. The track has been slewed to raise the speed limit and the Aire Valley route is now updated with multiple aspect signalling and 25KV overhead line equipment - not surprisingly, local anglers are warned not to fish nearby.


(Below) Fast-forward a couple of years and the motive power has radically changed - and so too has the camera equipment...an Agafa Sillette 35mm. Here, Class A3 No 60092 Fairway heads the 'up' 'Thames-Clyde Express' past Kirkstall Forge during a torrential downpour on 27th October 1960. Just visible in the background is Kirkstall Forge station, which closed in 1905 when the line between Leeds and Shipley was increased to four tracks. More locomotive variety below...also, at a future date, I'll update this page with photos of the private rail system that operated on the Forge Works premises.







The retaining wall in Newlay Cutting provided a perfect grandstand view of train in both directions and I spent many happy hours there with a camera. In these shots below, a
Top Left: The Anglo-Scottish 'Waverley' and 'Thames-Clyde' expresses became diesel-hauled throughout from the start of the 1961 summer timetable. Here, a 'Peak' class heads the southbound 'Thames-Clyde Express' on 22 July 1961. Bottom Left: Due to the hasty abandonment of the pilot scheme orders and subsequent quantity production of diesels, construction of the BR/Sulzer Type 2 produced many changes before a satisfactory design was finally evolved. The clutter of engine room ventilation louvres on the early Type 2s was a poor design feature as they allowed dirt to enter the engine room. Hidden under the grime of No D5224 (heading a Morecambe-Leeds train) is a two-tone green livery.
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team eked out its final days in a poor state of disrepair, it became increasingly difficult for the operating department to find a suitable steam locomotive with a power classification |
(Below) Now I'm getting older; engaged in an endless battle with middle-age spread - it's as if every wrinkle and every creaking joint is an offence against nature, rather than nature taking its course. Most men adopt an uncomplaining acceptance of growing old - yet some men stubbornly refuse to give way to old age. Perhaps we haven't shaken off the rebellious
streak we picked up during the 1960s? Whatever the reason, I can devise no rational explanation for clambering down steep railway embankments in search of places I visited as a teenager. After all, I was then in my prime - a cocky, self-assured reprobate who wasn't afraid to push the boundaries to see how far I could go. Nowadays it's carpet slippers by the fireside watching repeats of 'Dad's Army'. Still I did get the pictures I wanted, but I won't be going down there again in a hurry; the embankment is overgrown with trees and bushes, and the aging process catches up with everyone in the end! My back is still complaining from updating my collection with 'now and then' pictures. But then, in an odd sort of way it was interesting to watch the steady procession of Class 66's pounding the track which is indicative of the resurgence in rail transport today. As for updating the rest of my collection? I'll take a deep breath and blow the dust of old steam train negatives, including this selection in the gallery below..




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