AisleSeat
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The Jacobite Steam Train
If you've watched Harry Potter you might be familiar with this train, and the tall curved aquaduct that forms part of the rail line. It travels from Fort William to the small fishing village of Mallaig on the west coast (which, as they point out in the souvenir guide, though in more subtle terms, is a working town for working people; we have no tourist trappings here).
They're right though. In Mallaig there's not much, and you have 2 hours until the return journey. Everyone seemed to find their way to what seemed like the only open cafe/restaurant (which was great, I had smoked mackerel on oatcakes, sorry no pic).
Weirdly though, or maybe on purpose, a cafe that overlooks the harbour shuts at 3pm, right when the train arrives every day.
Something we weren't prepared for was when the train goes through a tunnel, the smoke came right in the carriages (on the outbound journey our carriage was 3rd back so we still got alot of it, not to mention bits of coal dust settling on the table).
Im laughing now as I just realised that the first two carriages were first class and they would've got the brunt of the smoke in the tunnel.
Anyway, on the return journey, I treated myself to a little whisky (which ended up with some coal fragments in it, so a non-peated whisky turned a bit smoky, lol).
As there's no turntable in Mallaig, the engine runs backwards on the return journey, which was a funny sight as I looked out the window, sipping my whisky and taking in the scenery.
If you've watched Harry Potter you might be familiar with this train, and the tall curved aquaduct that forms part of the rail line. It travels from Fort William to the small fishing village of Mallaig on the west coast (which, as they point out in the souvenir guide, though in more subtle terms, is a working town for working people; we have no tourist trappings here).
They're right though. In Mallaig there's not much, and you have 2 hours until the return journey. Everyone seemed to find their way to what seemed like the only open cafe/restaurant (which was great, I had smoked mackerel on oatcakes, sorry no pic).
Weirdly though, or maybe on purpose, a cafe that overlooks the harbour shuts at 3pm, right when the train arrives every day.
Something we weren't prepared for was when the train goes through a tunnel, the smoke came right in the carriages (on the outbound journey our carriage was 3rd back so we still got alot of it, not to mention bits of coal dust settling on the table).
Im laughing now as I just realised that the first two carriages were first class and they would've got the brunt of the smoke in the tunnel.
Anyway, on the return journey, I treated myself to a little whisky (which ended up with some coal fragments in it, so a non-peated whisky turned a bit smoky, lol).
As there's no turntable in Mallaig, the engine runs backwards on the return journey, which was a funny sight as I looked out the window, sipping my whisky and taking in the scenery.