Warning: There are 92 pictures in this post and it it is not one of my regular diary posts. It us a record of some of the many delights that the camera club outing encountered at Beamish. It represents less than half of the pictures that I took.
The guest picture comes from Mairi, one of the fellow photographers and shows Tootlepedal relaxing in the railway carriage before the train journey.
The rest of the pictures appear in chronological order as we progressed through the park which must be over half a mile across. I have added occasional comments
We started by taking this tram from the entrance to the far side of the museum.
Throughout the day we came across characters dressed in appropriate costume who either offered entertainment, advice or historical background when asked. They were uniformly cheerful and helpful.
The tram was very full and some passengers made use of the straps on the ceiling for some straphanging.
We got off the tram at the 1900s town .
There is a chemist..
…and motor repair shop..
..which dealt in cycles too.
A co-operative store (with Sandy…
… taking roughly this shot across the road.
There shops have appropriate products on their shelves.
And deliveries are made by appropriate vans.
The museum site is roughly circular and trams go round in both directions. You will see many more in this post as we did on the day.
Behind the shops was a yard with a transport business.
And almost every door leads to rooms inside full of interesting information and period decoration.
This was the interior of the Sun Inn..
…where you could buy 2019 beers if you wished.
Past the shops, is a small row of houses containing a dentist’s, a solicitor’s and this room belonging to a lady music teacher.
At the back of the house, the coal hole may be seen.
The trams have safety guards fitted between the wheels.
Every detail of the museum has been thought about.
We made use of the period tea rooms where one could buy a scone and a cappuccino.
Some preferred to sit at a table on the bandstand in the little park.
Mairi works for our community newspaper so this was a good moment for her to pose with Corrie and Sandy.
Our next stop was the Edwardian station. A steam crane had a wealth of cogs.
A tank engine and two small coaches offer short rides up and down a few hundred yards of track.
We rode in the carriage…
…with very comfortable seating…
…and added facilities (which we did not use).
Another view of the steam crane sowing the operating piston.
Some distance away from the full size railway were smaller locomotives.
If you don’t fancy tram travel, a fleet of buses circulates the park offering weary feet a break.
We were impressed by this whihc stood on its own.
More trams passed us…
…and each other.
We walked up to the 1940s farm.
There were a few animals about.
…and we visited a farm labourer’s cottage where there was a fire burning in spite of the great heat of the day.
Inside the farmhouse itself, one of the volunteers was actually using the oven. We felt for her in the heat.
Leaving the farm, we missed the bus…
…and walked down to the 1900s colliery village where we found folk singers in the band hall…
..teachers in the school…
…a wind band entertaining on the green…
…a surprise notice on the school wall..
…a bus outside the church…
…a cottage garden…
…and a choir singing lustily in the church.
We could have visited the miners’ cottages and learned how they lived but we walked on to the colliery yard instead.
There were several steam locomotives and traction engines to look at.
We didn’t take the chance to go down a drift mine and walked up the hill to the Georgian area.
We noticed that although the buses might be genuine vehicles of their period, modern needs were catered for and this one had a wheelchair lift that was being used.
The Georgian section has a waggonway, originally driven by horse power..
…but later using steam.
At the end of the short line we came to a wooden whim gin, used for lifting material from a pit.
We left the waggonway and walked passed a meadow…
… and a quilter’s cottage which was once the scene of a murder…
This church is described as the most ambitious removal and rebuild of all the exhibits in the museum.
We could see the waggonway on the opposite side of a little valley as we walked up to Pockerley Hall.
Then it was time for a last tram ride round the whole site…
…before we headed for home. We had hardly scratched the surface of all that could be seen at the museum.