Time for the annual bash to Selebi Phikwe. Graham McWilliams,
trainman, Chris Janisch and myself took the trip this time.
The whole Martin's Drift border post had been upgraded, but the SA
side was still chaos, worse probably than before. We had to queue up
with the row of truck drivers (clutching wads of documentation in
their hands) to get our gate pass & customs declarations to declare
nothing. Then the single lane bridge was parked solid with trucks
coming into SA... Eventually we made it into the Botswana side,
their new border post is excellent and it
took just a few minutes to get through there.
Put in some juice at the border then a 90 minute run to Selebi.
Security at the mine were very quick and helpful, so we were at the
loco shed within a few minutes.
Loco situation:
No. |
Class |
Builder |
Comment |
LO801 |
19B (ex-NRZ #337) |
Henschel 1952 #27409 |
Cut up |
LO804 |
19 (ex-NRZ #328) |
Henschel 1952 #27392 |
In steam - very clean and newly painted |
LO805 |
19D (ex-SAR #2765) |
Robert Stephenson 1947 #7278 |
In steam, fire dropped later and prepared for
washout |
LO806 |
19D (ex-SAR #3350) |
North British 1948 #26070 |
Main driving wheel removed for attention (crank
pins?) |
LO807 |
19D (ex-SAR #3341) |
North British1948 #26061 |
In steam - "industrial grime" livery |
LO809 |
14A (ex-NRZ #520) |
Beyer Peacock 1953 #7599 |
Dumped behind shed, partially cannibalised. Has had some parts repainted
though… (?) |
LO810 |
14A (ex-NRZ #523) |
Beyer Peacock 1953 #7602 |
Working order, to be lit up Monday |
LO811 |
14A (ex NRZ #511) |
Beyer Peacock 1953 #7584 |
Apparently cut up. |
LO901 |
0-6-0 Diesel |
28 tonne loco |
Working Phikwe #3 shaft |
? |
0-4-0 Diesel |
Funkey |
Owned by BPC Standing at shed - not operational. Lovely pink
livery! |
804 was facing the opposite
way to normal, and had been especially cleaned and painted for
our visit - it helps to organise in advance! 807 was in the
traditional industrial grime livery... 804 departed the shed
with a load of empties for Selebi shaft, so we got a shot at the
mine road crossing near town, midday lighting not being the
best. After another harshly lit shot along the line, we retired
to the mine once again and looked around the shed. No locos were
in the maintenance shed this time, but several ore hoppers were
receiving treatment.
Once again the mine were extremely generous in providing us with
accommodation in Selebi Phikwe, so we took the time to check in
and unpack while the train was loading.
When 804 returned we took a few shots of the offloading, but
this was stopped when the bin was full due to the conveyor being
out of action. 807 appeared from the smelter area, also having
turned. A few minutes later, 804 and 807 had coupled together
and hauled the still full portion of the train off the dumping
bin. At our request they hauled it further up the line and out
of the mine compound for a few shots. Although the sun was
behind high cloud by this stage, some excellent shots were had
of the double-header.
In celebration, some ice-cold Savannas were opened and savoured
in the bush by the footbridge (photobridge), and an impromptu
concert was held. Trainman and Mr. J on vocals, with
trainman doubling on playing the slasher (like a guitar), and
the musically gifted Wee Mac playing the bowsaw like it has
never been played before. Some variety was given by trainman
playing the sleeper xylophone with myself, Mac and Mr. J playing
the footbridge handrails in superb harmony with the xylophone.
Local passers-by were somewhat puzzled as to what was going on,
especially after witnessing trainman and Wee Mac dancing
cheek-to-cheek...
A short while later 804 departed with empties for Selebi North
Shaft, and we managed a superb silhouette shot on a section of
line that we had overlooked before, followed by a three quarter
on the line in fading light. A final shot of the train branching
off at the junction, again against a beautiful red sky.
Dinner was at the Spur, and it seems that the Pula is a hard
currency compared to the Rand... The cost of the meal was almost
half the trip's total cost! But the beer was nice and cold but
difficult to order. Ask for "St. Louis" and you get a blank
look, ask for "Shlooshh" and you get a nice beer. Ask for it
after a deep breath of helium from a Spur balloon, and the
waitress just backs away slowly, avoiding eye contact...
Trainman tucked into a big Enchilada with a huge serve of
refried beans, against our wishes. But it seems that he is a big
fan of Porta and Wardale as he had his Gas Producer Digestive
System operating at high capacity the following day.
The night shift were ready to go when we arrived back at the
shed, so we joined the crew on the footplate for the trip to
Selebi Shaft. Eight on the 'plate was a bit cramped, so trainman
consigned the fireman to his seat to work the injector while he
swung the shovel. Wee Mac stood on the shovel plate while Mr. J
and I squeezed in the doorways. That poor loco has probably
never been fired so vigorously in its life... The loco was
working hard up the grade towards the main road crossing and the
steam pressure was rising, but the injector could not keep up!
We had to stop and put the driver's injector on as well to get a
bit of water in the glass before carrying on.
Mr. J. and I kept the fire in order at the mine shaft; poor
trainman was bathed in sweat by this time and sought refuge by
the nearest tap! Loading was quite quick, and we were soon back
on the line, tender first with the load. 20 wagons at 40t each
makes quite a train for the Dolly. The way back is mostly level
or downgrade, and we certainly moved it! At one stage we must
have been doing 60 km/h or so, but the locos have no
speedometers so who knows?!
After a seemingly very short sleep it was back to the shed
again. The weather had turned cruddy overnight and was not
looking to good... 807 was busy being coaled, and a few breaks
in the cloud gave some lovely lighting. 901 (the yellow diesel)
came and took 807 off to the ash pit to clean fire, which
seemingly wouldn't burn due to clinkers etc. 804 then came in
for coal and the sun once again cooperated for some lovely
glints.
After the locos were serviced, 804 departed with empties for
Selebi North. A beautiful shot from our favourite footbridge,
but no time to party, as we had to beat the train down the line.
They certainly had the 19 wound up along the straight, lovely
stack talk. After a quick shot we retreated up the Selebi North
branch to a nice section about halfway along on an upgrade. A
lovely shot. The crew were even kind enough to do it again for
us!
We managed to get into the shaft area and get some loading shots
as 804 pulled the wagons under the chute. We had to draw a
coloured ball out of the security guard's bag on leaving the
shaft, green means go, red means search, yellow means the guard
can decide. Mr. J. drew the green so we were away! The
tender-first 19 was again photographed tender-first at the
junction, the sky by this time being totally cloud-free!
Wee Mac had left his microphone at the shaft, so he went back to
fetch it while trainman and I investigated a couple of other
spots on the branch. A crew swap back at the shed, then 804 was
due to work the exchange train. 807 was supposed to do it, but
they swapped to give us the clean loco. Very nice of them.
The unusual morning working of the exchange train gave new
photographic opportunities in the smelter area, which we took
advantage of. There were no empties at the smelter to be
collected, but a rake of 6 or so were waiting on the (old) power
station spur.
804 hauled this light load down to the exchange yard, while we
took the nasty dirt/tar road to the station, past the Selebi
Phikwe Dry Port. At this stage Wee Mac got quite excited as he
thought that Selebi Phikwe Dry Port was something to drink, and
wanted to stop and see if they maybe had Selebi Phikwe Old Brown
Sherry as well?
Mr. J. was wondering where we were taking him as we directed him
off into the red sand behind the station? Some careful driving
past the old triangle and water column (the tank is now gone)
and we arrived at the exchange yard. 804 was almost ready to
leave light engine, but the crew
were good enough to do a bit of shunting for us while we took
pictures. We watched 804 disappear up the line to the mine to
carry out further duties, while we headed back to the station
for the obligatory group shot under the station sign. A few
pictures were snapped of the BR diesel in the station as we all
had films to finish off, not to mention a few more Savannas,
before the long drive back.
A new twist to the normal veterinary roadblocks along the way
was the requirement to be "dipped" at one of them. We had to
drive through a trough of liquid (disinfectant?!) to rid the
tyres of germs, then we all had to get out and dip our shoes in
a small pool of the same liquid. We also donated our milk to the
local rubbish bin. No meat or dairy products were allowed
through.
Border formalities were through in 15 minutes this time, not a
truck to be seen! Just south of Potgietersrus we noted a
southbound goods with a few wagons of granite blocks and some
FGJ's amongst other things. We stopped near Drummondlea to take
a picture, but unfortunately we took the wrong turn and stopped
in someone's yard. A strange woman dressed up in feathers and
other weird stuff started dancing around like a deranged chicken
as we got out of the car? Strange.
We got a nice last-light pic of the two 7E's hauling through
Drummondlea, trainman was most disappointed that the electric
units got in the way of his carefully composed picture of the
old semaphore mast at the Down end of the yard, and it was his
last shot on the roll as well. Shame.
Oh well, another great bash. Many thanks once again to the BCL
guys at Selebi for their ongoing generosity and assistance.
All pictures Copyright © 2002 Trevor Staats |