Another from a series of photographs taken from the same vantage point. This image looks across the goods yard towards Loftus.
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One of a series of photographs taken from Loftus Station, looking over the Station Yard. This one taken in winter from the bankside above the railway station, which can be seen bottom right with the goods yard behind it. Still in the era of horse-drawn transport and unbraked rolling stock, so probably taken around 1900. For once the signage on the roof of the Carnaby Willis wood yard fails to promote the business!
This postcard view of Loftus from the railway station was taken in 1906 (7th July to be precise); it was one of a range produced by John Thomas Ross (a noted Whitby photographer). Image courtesy of Ruth Wilcock.
A different view of the station, showing the bank going up to Liverton Mines. Image courtesy of Joyce Dobson.
This image bears the caption: ”Cleveland Train Service, Loftus and Skinningrove Motor Express”. We believe this is an image of the bus service laid on by the North Eastern Railway when Kilton viaduct was being converted to an embankment; showing an open bus outside Loftus Station. Simon Chapman has advised us: ”It took from 1907 to 1914 to convert Kilton Viaduct to an embankment and trains continued running; but in January 1911 cracks were noticed in a pier so trains were halted for a fortnight whilst extra tipping took place to safeguard the structure. This charabanc service operated between Loftus and Skinningrove Stations for those two weeks, and trains from Liverton Mines had to get to Cargo Fleet via Whitby and Battersby.” A view of the filling in of the Kilton Viaduct can be view on the site. Many thanks to Simon Chapman for the information.
A horse and cart and a cyclist in Station Road, it must have been busy day! This lovely photograph showing the Congregational Church and Westfield Terrace in the background. Image courtesy of Mrs Sakelaropoulos.
This view of the Staithes Harbour comes from the ”Cooke’s Views of Loftus and District”. A lovely, peaceful image, the boats hauled up on the beach, Cowbar Nab curving protectively round the village. No wonder it’s a popular visitor spot. Image courtesy of John G. Hannah.
The wave after the wave that wrecked The Cod and Lobster? Another extremely dynamic image of the storm – I bet the photographer sold the seventh wave image to the North-Eastern Gazette! There’s an old fisherman’s saying that the seventh wave is the highest when the tide comes in; I used to spend ages on Redcar beach counting waves as a result of this! Image courtesy of the Pem Holliday Collection (and believed to be from a series taken by John Tindale – Photographer – Whitby).
An extremely dynamic image of the North Sea hammering the sea wall at Staithes during the storm that wrecked The Cod and Lobster public house. Image courtesy of the Pem Holliday Collection (and believed to be from a series taken by John Tindale – Photographer – 0f Whitby).
Not really a party – this the result of serious storm damage to The Cod & Lobster public house in Staithes, captured in a dramatic sequence of photographs taken at the time. Jackie Roe-Lawton told us: “When the pub was washed away, Willis – a building firm from Hinderwell – was employed to rebuild it. My Granddad, John Tom Roe was a cabinet-maker; he renovated and rebuilt the cellar. The woman who was the landlady was so penny-pinching that she just covered over the ale barrels – and remember, these were wooden barrels, not the metal sealed ones that we have now – you had to tap the barrel to get the beer out – but she usually just took the lid off!! Imagine how much sea-water was in that brew! My Great Granddad, John Henry Roe (The eponymous barber from Barber’s Yard) was an alcoholic; so my Granddad never drank. But every lunchtime he staggered up the High Street, singing his head off, drunk from the fumes! Image courtesy of the Pem Holliday Collection (and believed to be from a series taken by John Tindale – Photographer – Whitby) and many thanks to Jackie Roe-Lawton for that update. |
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