Public transport or how it should not run. When I traveled to Orkney, exactly 3 years ago, things went belly-up big time. Fortunately, it all landed on its feet. I should point out that the journey starts at Helmsdale on the east Sutherland coast.
To Orkney - 01/09/04
Train is supposed to leave at
9.47, according to the timetable. On arrival at the station a group of
men are weeding the platforms and flowerbeds. The clock in the war
memorial, where I had a look before going to the station, strikes 9.45.
No train. At 10 o'clock, I ring the train control centre about my
train. This is running 47 minutes late. Wow. The train, when it finally
materialises at 10.40, is the same set of carriages that had problems
at Dingwall yesterday. Passengers for the Orkney ferry are getting
concerned about their connection at Thurso. Whilst we pass through the
empty moorlands at Kinbrace and Forsinard, the conductor tries to sort
something out. We arrive at Georgemas Jct at 11.20. Ferry passengers
are asked to change into a bus, which is waiting outside the station.
Arrangements were poorly made and fall to pieces. Initially, the driver
is only goin gto deliver us to Thurso railway station. Furious
exchanges by telephone ensure that we are taken right to the ferry
terminal at Scrabster. We duly arrive there at 11.50. Too late.
Although the ferry is not due to leave until 12.00, we are not allowed
on board because safety procedures have to be carried out prior to
departure. They require everybody to be on board 15 minutes before
advertised sailing time. This would have left us stranded for 7 hours,
if it hadn't been for a lady kicking a fuss. This resulted in a taxi,
paid by the traincompany, taking us to the ferry terminal at Gills Bay,
3 miles west of John o'Groats. Two taxis took 6 passengers up the
ocast. My taxi deviates into the countryside to drop an elderly lady
off at her house. We arrive at Gills Bay ferry terminal at 1 o'clock,
well in time for the 13.25 ferry. Was not aware of this ferry service,
which goes out to St Margaret's Hope on South Ronaldsay. Names are
taken down and £10 collected. The ferry looms up in the distance at
1.15, and meanders through the maze of off-shore skerries. After all
the vehicles are discharged, footpassengers are allowed on board. The
boat looks familiar. It's a bit of a rundown rustbucket, but when I ask
the lady in the cafeteria, my suspicions are confirmed. A blast from
the past: the Pentalina B used to ply the waters of the west coast as Iona until
1996. I sailed in her in the early 1990s, from Tobermory to Armadale
and Mallaig. I even spent a night in her in an overnight berth at
Mallaig in 1992. This was prior to a 5 a.m. ferry departure for the
isle of Eigg on the old Lochmor as was. Back to 2004. We sail
at 1.30, heading past the Isle of Stroma. This was evacuated in the
1950s, with everything left in the then state of affairs. Progress
further north past Swona, with the cliffs of Hoy to the west. At 2.30,
we dock at St Margaret's Hope. We make a 90° turn at a shingle bar at
the entrance to the harbour. The Pentalina B looks dishevelled, poorly painted and rusty. Poor old Iona. At least she brought me safely to Orkney. Docked there too was the Claymore another
ex-Calmac ferry in a dreadful state. A taxi appears to take two ladies
and myself up to Kirkwall, the main town in Orkney. We have an
interesting ride over the Churchill Barriers, and duly arrive in
Kirkwall at 3 o'clock. I nip into the TIC, which I finally locate past
St Magnus Cathedral. Gather in essential info, such as bus and ferry
timetables. Then have a look inside the cathedral and the museum. Still
have me rucksack on, so the tight passages in the museum are awkward to
negotiate. Museum gives an interesting first glance at Orkney life. I
then proceed up the road to the Youth Hostel on the Old Scapa Road. Am
bundled into one of the dorms after the usual formalities. Head into
town to get some food in. There is a large supermarket on the Pickaquoy
Road near the busstation. Make a booking to stay in the hostel at Papa
Westray for tomorrow.
Friday, 31 August 2007
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I was trying to figure out how January 9 was exactly 3 years ago:) Gotcha now, albeit, I'm still catching a few hours of August here before September starts. Not QUITE thoroughly ready for September quite yet:)
ReplyDeleteGeeps, one thing after another! I'm imagining your reaction to find the Pentalina was actually the Iona lol. At least the ole gal made it. Cathedral and museum sound delightful, even trying to weave around things w/that rucksack. CATHY
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