Manawatu Standard

Thomas the Tank Engine dream comes true

- NICHOLAS MCBRIDE

Most stories about trains typically involve some sort of runaway element, or a heist.

I’ll tell you right now this story has neither of those. I have lived in Palmerston North for more than a year now and have not once been on the iconic Esplanade train.

To avoid being run out of town for such negligence, I decided to correct that oversight. One Tripadviso­r reviewer described the train as ‘‘not just for the children’’ and boy was he right.

But instead of settling for being a mere passenger, I decided to see if someone would trust me enough to let me behind the controls.

A quick phone call to the railway and they are more than happy to have me on board.

The man instructin­g me, Terry Jowett, has been driving these miniature trains longer than I have been alive. Terry has 40 years experience behind full-sized trains and he literally laid the track at the Esplanade.

So it is safe to assume he knows what he is doing.

First step is a quick briefing on what to do – turns out it is pretty simple, pulling the lever backwards makes the train go.

If only more things in life were so straightfo­rward. With that under my belt, Terry hooks me up with the train-driver attire – a high vis vest (mandatory) and a Tranz Rail cap (optional).

A couple of blasts of the horn and we get underway, moving gently through the lush bush of the Esplanade.

As we hit a straight, Terry gives the OK and I crank her up.

Technicall­y, we’re going no faster than 12kmh, but either way it’s a blast.

We drive past a group of small children, who we can’t pick up because I don’t have a licence to drive the train.

Frankly I’m relieved because I don’t need Worksafe asking questions about my cavalier train driving techniques.

Instead, the children get a nice safe wave. And onward we go.

I’m aware I might look a bit ridiculous. But probably no more so than last year when I milked a cow.

We complete the loop of the track and I back the train into the shed.

All jokes aside, Terry is a bloody nice guy who took time out of his day to let me drive one of railway’s most prized possession­s.

The entire team of volunteers at the Palmerston North Esplanade Scenic Railway are a lovely bunch and give up their time to provide a great service to the city.

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