Glory Days of steam

I love the romance of steam trains and associated memories of childhood holidays.

Following on from our walk across the Divie Viaduct yesterday I am reading an account of the Forres to Grantown Railway line in the days before the Beeching Axe fell. 
'Here by the viaduct could be seen the greatest sight of all: the giant express train on its way from Inverness to London with its dozens of carriages hauled by two engines, belching smoke and flames...the thunderous noise of the escaping steam like a sustained protest, ebbing and flowing, as slowly the great weight was hauled higher and higher, up through the surrounding moor' 'Clap Hands for the Singing Molecatcher' by  Roderick Grant.

So very different from the peaceful emptiness of the viaduct now.

The extra is an engine from the Speyside Steam Railway.