The mid-morning temperature had surged from minus one to zero degrees Celsius by the time I left the house for Fiskerton station. Bright sunlight had given way to mist by Southwell and it was decidedly foggy another three miles further on into the Trent valley. When I had tried this trip on a sunny day earlier in the week, I had discovered that the road was closed off at both ends of the station car park while Severn Trent Water dug a big hole, so I went back home. What else could possibly go wrong this time? I found out later that the coal train from Immingham docks that I’d hoped to photograph was two hours late leaving the port, explaining its no-show at lunchtime in Newark.
No comments:
Post a Comment