The Semi-Retired Foamer has been a railfan since he was around 5 years old, oh yes a very young age, an age when one really should avoid being involved with the gunzel community to any great extent. A few rather unsavoury people bringing that fact home. 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 hate breeders, lunatics, mental defectives and self-appointed preservation overlords lead to an even greater decrease in my hobby participation. However things have changed thanks to our small group of trusted mates, interest has returned, and now I have become a bit more involved yet again.. _ Over the years I have tried my best to further both the hobby, as well as the friendships that it brings. I have done this by setting up proactive groups both here in Australia, as well as the Philippines. It is with huge honour that I am often considered the founding father of the railfan hobby in the Philippines (my second home). _
I don't take the hobby too seriously and I am a friend to anyone who is good and genuine. But never forgive those who have used their hate to destroy my hobby or hurt the friends within it.
Let's Make The Hobby Great Again!
I aim to share the era that I considered mine, the 80s and 90s. I also like to help promote, and even raise funds for, the various heritage societies that keep the era alive _ **** LOCOMOTIVE/ PUBLICATIONS **** - We occasionally publish information on the locomotives, and rollingstock, from railways in Australia and the Philippines. All are available forFREEat our ALR WEBSITE.
Hey there, rail motor and railcar enthusiasts... or, as I like to call you, “rolling stock romantics” (you know who you are).
Yes, still sorting photos. Still. As in, I may actually be trapped in some sort of digital purgatory where the folders multiply faster than the most frisky of rabbits.” Despite my best efforts—which mostly involve staring blankly at a hard drive and sighing, or griping about it to Dr Cooties—I’ve managed to wrangle a few thousand images into themed posts here on the blog. Progress! Kind of. Maybe.
But let’s not get too excited (like those aforementioned rabbits). There’s still an avalanche of train-related pixels waiting for their moment in the spotlight. And because I clearly hate myself, I’m diving headfirst into yet another batch over the coming months. Expect a flood of posts so thrilling, they’ll make you question every life choice that led you here: locomotives, carriages, infrastructure, trams, buses—you know, all the sexy stuff.
This time around? It’s New South Wales’ turn, with a focus on the noble, wheezing creatures known as railcars and rail motors. Think of them as the diet version of electric trains—same charming awkwardness, but instead of overhead wires, they’ve been blessed with a diesel engine and a whole lot of "meh."
With some fleet changes coming up, I’ve even managed to remove myself from the climate-controlled safety of the office and stumble into the scary world full of the general public, an actual effort was made. Yeah, I know I probably just stunned a few of you.
So here it is—another glorious (?) collection of railcar-related guff that you’ll either mildly enjoy or passionately despise, depending on where you fall on the rail enthusiast rage scale. Honestly, I’m just here to upload stuff and quietly question my decisions.
Oh, and while I’ve got your attention...
A few people have reached out asking to use my photos in articles. If you’re one of those brave souls and need images for a magazine, book, or interpretive dance piece about transport history, feel free to contact me. Whether you want to grab something straight off the site or need a high-res rescan of the original (assuming I can actually find it), I’m always happy to help—if only to avoid sorting more folders.
Right then. Enjoy. Or don’t. Can only be one way or the other to be perfectly honest.
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Ah yes, welcome back to our ongoing saga of frostbite and questionable life choices—chapter three of this bone-chilling escapade through the Blue Mountains. This time, we flee the soul-sapping chill of Katoomba (a place clearly designed by someone who thought Siberia was a bit too tropical) and board yet another air-conditioned V set—because nothing says "comfort" like being refrigerated on wheels.
But wait, the universe wasn't done torturing us yet. As if Katoomba wasn’t bleak enough, we arrived at a place where even the sun had given up. Seriously, it called in sick and left us with temperatures that would have penguins filing HR complaints.
Enter Mr Chris Lithgow—local railfan legend, apparent masochist, and the saint who drove us around in his blessedly warm car, giving us a grand tour of places so cold they’ll be featured in future therapy sessions. Eventually, he deposited us at Bell station (a name that somehow fails to warn you it’s actually a portal to Antarctica) so we could film more V sets while trying not to lose fingers to frostbite.
But I digress. Anyway, come along for the ride between Katoomba and Lithgow, and behold the station where warmth goes to die.
Having had more than enough of the delicious Katoomba winter weather, we were greatly overjoyed at the sight of V44 arriving at the station and the promise of some thawing out time as we moved on to a little better Lithgow.
Photos: Brad Peadon
V 44: DKM 8142, DKT 9188, DIT 9148, DJM 8115
Above and three below.
A walkie around DKT-9188
Photos: Brad Peadon
Above and below.
DKM-8142 at Lithgow.
Photos: Brad Peadon
DKT-9148 at Lithgow.
Photo: Brad Peadon
DKT-9188 at Lithgow.
Photo: Brad Peadon
Looking westward along Lithgow station.
Photo: Brad Peadon
Above and below.
DJM-8115 at Lithgow preparing to head back to Sydney.
Photos: Brad Peadon
Above and two below.
Lithgow station building on the down side.
Photos: Brad Peadon
Above and below.
The Eskbank Street overbridge looking back towards Sydney.
Photos: Brad Peadon
Above and two below.
A few more dreary photos taken on quite the dreary days.
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Welcome to the Semi_Retired Foamers Blog!
Into trains, buses, planes, trams, light rail, jeepneys and other guff that normal people only use to get from A to B?
Sadly, I have been most of my existence.
Over the years I have built up an extensive library of train related photos, timetables, documents and other stuff which basically does buggar all other than gather dust in the archive supercentre that is my railway room.
I had long wondered what to do both this assorted guff, and all the more current shots, locomotive news and other bollocks I come across while conducting my foamer business. It lead me to setting up this blog some years ago, a blog that I have only just recently started to devote more attention too again.
Through this blog I hope to share a lot of this stuff and bore you senseless in the process. Along the way one hopes you will put up with my somewhat unusual sense of humour. Most get my strange humour, many less intelligent get quite confused. Years of putting up with many in the hobby who, well, hmmmmm I suppose you could say lunatic fringe members and control freaks, has given me more of a view of the hobby as something that is quite a joke. Certainly not the serious thing it once was. Hope you enjoy the bollocks conveyed herein.
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