Last time I headed to Oxford, it was with a bike.
The connection just missed at Didcot, which shaved an hour off the time at my destination, which involved a change at Oxford, a Chiltern train to Bicester, and a somewhat convoluted cycle into the countryside east of the town.
On arrival there, among other things, I hovered for some time by the main road at Finmere on that cool April day, watching a digger chew away at Finmere station's cream-glaze-faced brick stair well wall. Also, stripped by the contractors of its enshrouding vegetation, the
GCR» embankment, the trains it once carried would have been exposed to all sorts of winds and weather, climbing north to the station at its characteristic 1:176 gradient. It must have been a fun location to handle a slip coach operation.
The station site, perched on its embankment, is destined to become a substantial cutting for
HS2▸ with a road over rail bridge on a slightly different alignment replacing the somewhat dramatic twin rail over road bridges. By the time the new line opens and carries trains, the likes of slip coaches at Finmere will be a distant memory indeed.
Mark