Out of Gas
Reading the piece in the July Spareboard (San Diego-bound Amtrak train runs out of fuel) reminded me that I once faced a similar problem which also resulted in dire consequences.
In the mid-1960s I was Assistant Station Manager for British Railways at
One morning I arrived early to find a train stopped in the through road with a dead locomotive on the front. It turned out to be a sleeping car train whose occupants were dozing comfortably blissfully unaware that their train had run out of fuel but that I was going to save the day. A quick chat with the driver (engineer) ascertained the engine was unable to move:
“Good job we had a clear road in Guv’, ‘coz’ I coasted the last fifteen miles.”
Now this was the time of changeover from steam to diesel and diesel breakdowns were quite frequent, so frequent that I had a spare locomotive, known as a “pilot”, to change out failed diesels. When changing a locomotive I would normally remove the recalcitrant machine and replace it with my pilot. The diesel depot would then send someone to get the failed unit working which I could then use as my pilot. However, because the train locomotive could not move, I put the pilot ahead and sent the whole lot off to
This shows the east end of the station with the three main lines in the foreground and the two relief lines further back.
The delay was not very great and I called control (dispatcher or rail traffic controller) to tell them that the Sleeper would be a little late and could I have my locomotive back as soon as possible please.
I then went on to other things. There was always something happening at
This shows the west end of the station with my pilot, a “Western” class diesel hydraulic skulking in bay platform three. The three main lines are just above the pilot. The Sleeper was standing in the middle line.
As I left the boss’s office with my tail between my legs I reflected – I thought I had done a good job but I had omitted to tell control that the Sleeper was longer by an additional locomotive. Ah well – back to that abandoned baby or was it the drink dispensing machine that frequently delivered a piping hot cup of coffee flavored with tomato soup instead of cream?