Trains! (part 1)

Anyone who know Max knows that he is obsessed with anything mechanical. Cars, trains, planes, anything. On Thursday, we dropped a friend off at the rail station and he cried all the way home and half the evening because we didn't go on a train ourselves. So today we set off on an adventure. Max was raring to go but Issie didn't seem too awake.....

We drove up to Ely then took the little diesel chugger to Peterborough. This was greated with interest, although Max decided that it was a bit noisy on the platform. In Peterborough, it was a short but interesting walk away from the station (which totally hacked off Max - he was there to see trains, after all) but towards the Nene Valley railway. Both kids took a lot of convincing that another station was just around the corner, but we got there in the end.

Midday came, and so did our train. Two hungry children dragged Daddy onto the train - I wanted to show them the engine (a 'Black 5' if you're interested) but Issie was paranoid that we'd miss the train, so we had to get on RIGHT NOW. We soon set off, and Max decided that the noise and steam were now exciting instead of scary. Good oh. A few well timed snacks clamed everyone down too.

So along we went, the 25 minute journey along the Nene Valley is quite pretty once you get beyond the Peterborough suburbs, and there are a few stops along the way where you have to convince Issie that it's not time to get off yet.

More in Part 2.... (blogger appears to limit the number of photos in each post)