It was in August 1877 and thinking I should like to see the country through which it passed, I went to Stonehouse, generally called "Stonnis", just by the Black Rocks where the railway crosses the Wirksworth Road and enquired of a man in the office for the train. "Do you mean the Fly" was the reply, "Yes", but the official, not knowing whether the "Fly" had passed or not, went out to enquire and brought back word that it had gone, but that if I followed it up the line, I might catch it at the siding; and if not, I should be sure to overtake it at "Middleton Run". I accordingly gave chase, and at length caught site of it being drawn up the incline by a rope and a stationary engine.
A man at the bottom enquired if I wished to catch the "Fly" and added, "I will stop it for you at the top", which he did by a signal. A quarter of a mile ahead I joined it. My fellow travellers were then a young woman and a child, and the vehicle on which we sat was like an old omnibus. The guard stood in the middle and worked the brake through a hole in the floor. A locomotive now drew us three or four miles to the foot of another incline, up which we were drawn by a rope. When reaching the summit, the guard remarked, We may have to wait at the top". How long?" I enquired, "Oh it may be five minutes" he replied, "or a few hours". It all depends upon when the engine comes to take us on. "Yesterday", he added "It did not come at all". To while away the time, I walked along the line and my fellow passengers went mushrooming. In about three hours an engine came from Whaley Bridge to fetch us, and after the driver, fireman and guard had refreshed themselves at a little public house not far away, and had freely commented on their "horse", they went back along the line, brought up the "Fly" and having refreshed themselves again, we started. At one part of the journey a flock of sheep were quietly feeding or resting on the line. "Just see them" said the guard as we approached, "jump the walls; and they did it like dogs. We reached Park Gates about a mile from Buxton at seven o'clock after a journey of about twenty miles in six hours.
Not long after my journey, a passenger on this line was killed and the company decided to close it against passenger traffic.
This article was an extract from "Over Iron Roads" by F.S.Williams.
The Derby Mercury of 1st Jan 1890 in writing about the Cromford and High Peak line noted that "it is hardly up to the level of modern requirements. It has gradients of one in 7½, one in 8½ and one in 10½ worked by stationary engines, and more remarkably yet, at one point a gradient of one in 14 worked by an ordinary locomotive. The train load at this point is fixed at one truck. Sometimes with a good run to start with, engine and truck get to the top of the hill; sometimes they do not. In this latter case, the brakes are screwed down and the train slides meekly back to the bottom of the incline and has another try."
The
passenger train on the Cromford and High Peak was never busy. In 1861,
just 161 passengers were carried and the service ended in 1877. Parsley
Hay station, near Hartington became part of the Ashbourne branch and
re-opened in 1894. The three passenger trains per day were withdrawn in
1954. Parsley Hay station featured another eccentricity as reported in
a 1908 newspaper. The signal and point levers and block instruments
were housed in the booking office and one of the waiting rooms featured a
harmonium and seats for it also served as a mission hall. Later photos
show a signal box so perhaps this was a later modernisation.
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