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The Semi-Retired Foamer has been a railfan since he was around 5 years old, a very young age when one really should avoid being involved with the gunzel community to any great extent.
After a few decades of train chasing one decided to break with protocol and get married, thus leading to a severe cut in railfan activity.
Subsequent dealings with social misfits, loonatics, mental defectives and self appointed experts lead to an even greater decrease in my hobby participation.
However things have changed thanks our small group of trusted mate, interest has returned, and now I have become a bit more involved yet again. Having learnt to laugh, with others, at all the more 'Moronic Foamers'.
.Oh the irony that lays behind that term.
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Monday, April 6, 2009

NAUGHTY NEATH WEEKEND #10

Howdee fellow foamers, it be time for another sharing of knowledge and excitment with your Uncle Spadge.
So put down the Horlicks, put away the porn mag and tell mummy your off to bed. Now its time to pull up the computer and prepare for some groin straining excitment perusing the tasty tit-bits (ohhhh tit is a rude word - don't tell mum) taken around a very rainy Newcastle last weekend.

NORMALITY WARNING: This posting was done while under the influence. If alcohol offends, or gets you sent to your bedroom with Teddy for a week, then perhaps you better go check out Railpage.

As you are well aware, the 'Semi-Retired Foamers' dribbly sessions are more often than not spent around the Hunter region, more normally with Ground Zero being the Neath Hotel. One can often found him downing a coupleof drinkies, eatinga hearty meal, photographing trains, or having a personal moment in this fine establishment.
More normal members of the railfan community, yes I do realise how limited this descritiption is within the community, are always welcome to join in for a good chat.

So what did the SRF see? Well not bloody much with rain and family commitments causing strains on ones dribbly time. Still all railfans have developed bollocks to tell the other half in an effort to get out in hunt of that which causes blood to race to the privates.
My main aim of this weekend, well at least until I discoved the SMR was running again, was to get some shots of the 92 class. The 92 class, our latest boring flat cab design, have recently entered the coal system and can often be found up front of a rake when now shiting themselves around Whittingham of Hexham.
Yes, apparently, from all reports, not the most reliable loco in existence. But thats OK, that are not the most prettiest either.

Perhaps it the dribbly retard within, but what about lovely locos with noses? When did we loose the ability to design something attractive in a locomotive. Come on guys, colllective kick in the bott bott for everyone, design an attractive loco.

Anyway, to heck with that, lets move on to the piccies.

TISSUES AT THE READY!




Hmmmm our first foamer shot is a bus. Am sure this will get old Hamish's juices a flowing. If your also into old buses why not take your tissues and ask the parents permission to head to RETROBUS, Australia's home of real bus chit chat and bollocks.



This is a locomotive, a very fugly converson of a once lovely 1502 class. It is seen here at Varley Engineering in Port Waratah, the reason for which is really not known, so best not ask as you really are wasting time. It was also noted that a rather big selection of wheat hoppers were seen upside down on the former Bramble site behind, the same place that the carcuses of 8219,46 and 47 spent time after their little Beresfield event.


Hmmmmm goes without saying. Strangely enough there is a creek of the same time and no brothel in sight.



An old FORD bus around Cowan on the return home!
Caused a bit of an upset with other road users while getting the shots for my ol mate up in Brissie, but thankfully my years of gunzek training ensured I didn'y give much consideration to other road user feelings.



Heres one of the buggars now.
Notice Gonads has fenced it in to ensure no accidental escaping leading to another spectacularly amazing failure on the mainline.
It did look as though it wanted to jump the fence and rack off forthwith.

9202, strangely enough sitting within the compond at EDI on Kooragang, is laughed at by its, reportedly, more popular mate 8204.

Preserved, by Dorrigo, 8601 and 4521 also sit around Kooragang doing, well, doing bloody all really.


4521 has no guts.
First time I have ever said that about anything other than an EMD!

THROSBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dosen't 8011 look absolutely stunning in her new paintjob?
Shame about the 81 behind.


Pelton loader!
Howdee to my good friends at SNP!

PL5 48134 48137 PL2 up coal departs the Pelton mine with another load of coal destined for the port.
Things have been very quiet of late on Spadge's fave line.



Same train rounding the hill of which name I am unable to remember
at the current time.


PL5 48134 48137 PL2 pass the spectacular Neath station with the same coal train headed for port.

Well I hope you enjoyed this look at my short weekend up at the Hunter.
If not, well YOU DIDN'T BLOODY WELL PAY FOR IT, so you really have no right to whing do you.

More gunzel bollocks will be purveyed shortly, staty tuned.

1 comment:

Trent said...

Brad,

Thanks for sharing the photos mate, once again, great shots of the 80's and the 48's - so hard to pin down and get good photos of, but so worth it.

Thanks for the laugh re: 82 class laughing at the 92 Class, very funny :D.

Regards,
Trent