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30-Jul-2010 -- Back again??? Already?? Here just two weeks ago??? Yep.

Although I have been here a few times before, this time I decided to explore some of the back streets behind the point. You never know what you might find do you?

I am always keen to read about and discover "old" things, items that have become ramshackle, overgrown, disused or forgotten. When I left my appointment I turned right instead of left and took a small back street.

After a few hundred yards I see an old railway arch ahead with a pull off area. I park up and notice there is a path called Bertie's Walk, wonder who he was? There are some steps up to the level of the rail line, it hasn't been that for many years now and is a pleasant walk.

I went back to the car and continued on around in a loop back towards the road that would take me to the point. I came across an information board that talks about the old railway.

Walking a bit further along the old trackbed and I found the remains of the railway station, pictures of it when operational can be found here. After only 40 years it's like it never existed and if you didn't know it was here it's very easy to miss.

Having passed a very pleasant 1/2 hour I carried on the CP and performed the by now usual ritual. The audience of young bulls were still in the field, standing way off in the corner...

...at least they were until they saw me coming. They started walking en masse towards me. I looked around working out how fair it was to the fence and whether I had any chance of beating them to it. Highly unlikely.

I went and stood by the telegraph pole as they approached to within 20 yards of me. They seemed quite curious for a while, then wandered off towards the gate and my exit route! I documented my visit then looked up to see the herd go charging past as they did a lap of the field like a group of runners before settling back into the corner again.

Always something different.