Last Train Home – By Dmitri Allicock

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Last Train Home

By Dmitri Allicock

Lonesome Locomotive sitting on the line

Eternally left, beacon of bauxite ore enshrine

Hot and sweaty world so silent and still

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  • deokie  On February 7, 2014 at 2:37 am

    Another great nostalgia of home – love it. All your writings reflect a sincere bond between you and your subject, be it animate or inanimate, a characteristic that makes it all Dmitri’s own – it captivates – a very special locomotive this time.

  • Dmitri Allicock  On February 7, 2014 at 1:12 pm

    Thanks Deokie, the bauxite train was a special part of childhood. There were webs of tracks on both sides of the Demerara. The 1968 Mackenzie to Wismar Bridge was the second bridging of the Demerara and was partly a railroad bridge-the first being the Akyma Rail Bridge, 8 miles further upriver. Watching the train laden with rich bauxite heading to the Plant was a great site to behold. My paternal uncle, Darnel Allicock, operated one of the Locomotives.
    The railway ran further south of Mackenzie to Ituni and offered great rides in the Pullman. It was responsible for taking workers to various mines like Arrowcane, Maria Elizabeth, Yariabo, Montgomery, etc. I accompanied my Dad several times on early morning trips to work in the mines and visited relatives in the area. The crispy air of a misty morning, freshness of the bush alongside the tracks, a million birds singing, workers trying to read the newspaper as the sun came up, the rattle and jerks of the slow train was indeed a wonderful time and journey of the heart.

  • erroldoris  On February 7, 2014 at 11:48 pm

    Good Ole Times you bringing back boy…I share that sentiment with you. That train was special and fascinating. I rode this train with my mother to Ituni to visit friends. That was the first time that I ever saw a train pushing the carriages uphill along the beautiful landscapes of lagoons besides the overburden of the bauxite ore. Then it flattened out and the trainman switched the engine back to the front. What a time to remember! The entire trip from Georgetown on the RH Carr the night before was memorable. The next night we rode on a Land Rover to Kwakwani.

    • erroldoris  On February 8, 2014 at 5:07 pm

      Good Ole Times you bringing back boy…I share that sentiment with you. That train was special and fascinating. I rode this train with my mother to Ituni to visit friends. That was the first time that I ever saw a train pushing the carriages uphill along the beautiful landscapes of lagoons besides the overburden of the bauxite ore. Then it flattened out and the trainman switched the engine back to the front. What a time to remember! The entire trip from Georgetown on the RH Carr the night before was memorable. The next night we rode on a Land Rover to Kwakwani.

  • de castro  On February 8, 2014 at 9:42 am

    Memories oh memories !
    Wonderful to read ….history rewritten.

    I remember taking the ECD train from GG (golden grove village)
    to GT daily to attend SSC ….every stop along the way an adventure
    in itself….enmore nonpriel buxton BV plaisance GT…..until its eventual
    closure….then it meant living with family in GT.

    On my last visit to GT I visited the railway station viewing the condemned
    area with sadness in my heart….hoping one day it can be restored to its former glory…..even as a “tourist” attraction….even as a transporter of sugar
    containers to GT ports for loading onto ships …..

    Rail and sea are certainly the most efficient and cost effective forms of
    mass transporting in today’s world. Its not rocket science.!!!

    My heart bleeds for Guyana and its demise as another failed state.

    Kamptan

    • Dmitri Allicock  On February 8, 2014 at 10:47 am

      Thanks Kamptan

  • detow  On February 9, 2014 at 8:40 pm

    Brings a tear to my eyes just seeing that majestic beast sitting in remembrance of when British Guyana was a country of note and great pride.
    Thanks for the memories Dmitri.

  • de castro  On February 12, 2014 at 9:42 am

    Wherever or whenever the New City is built in or near Linden on either side
    of the majestic DEMERARA river I hope the planners/deciders allow for
    Global warming/climate change in its construction.
    Sea levels can rise metres in next decade or two …….
    Just observe what the climate (as unpredictable as a woman)
    ….my female instincts….:-) …is doing to UKPLC….as the rivers
    overflows/breaches its banks.

    Demerara no exception….we can but learn from the mistakes of town planners.

    We live in different times where it is survival of the most adaptable….Guyana no exception.

    Dimitri keep on writing my friend ….the pen is mightier than the sword.
    In memory of times past present and future…wonderful memories.

    • Dmitri Allicock  On February 12, 2014 at 11:01 am

      Thanks Guys!

  • detow  On February 12, 2014 at 9:14 pm

    Dmitri:

    It is we who should be thanking you…just keep on writing ….your nostalgia reminds those of us who are no longer physically in the land of our birth, of the ties that can never be broken….our undying love for Guyana…is weh awee nable string cut.

    Detow.

  • Dmitri Allicock  On February 12, 2014 at 10:53 pm

    Thanks Detow, home is indeed a place of the heart

  • Dmitri Allicock  On April 6, 2014 at 9:49 am

    Watooka River side drive from the track- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIncSAP2Mxk

  • Dmitri Allicock  On July 18, 2015 at 7:17 pm

  • Bella de clou  On September 12, 2015 at 12:30 am

    As I listen to the beautiful rendensiton of the Great Locomotive
    Chase, brings back memories of my youth living in Georgetown. My mode of transportation was the train. I became fascinated by this long train, when I was given one as a toy it was red and had a bell.I love my train very much, hoping that one day I will see the real thing. That day came, at 17 I traveled to Georgetown to start a new job as
    General Domestic. I had no formal training, but I was determined to do the job. On my day off I would catched a train
    At the train station and go for a ride up the east coast, I love the sound it makes as it slowly glides and sway towards it’s destination. Traveling along the train stopped at Mahica and
    Mahiconey and a few other villages. Vendors will enter the train to sell their products, my favorite was the poulorie and mango sour, so tasty. Now is time to return home, I was happy, I made many more trips, before the trains were destroyed. I was crushed, my heart broken. Then one day I was invited to Canada, and was delighted to see so many trains, I was fortunate to marry my husband William Declou (Cleave), he was employed at Via Rail.I thank you Dmitri Allicock, , for the memories.
    Bella

  • De castro  On September 12, 2015 at 5:40 am

    What a tribute Dimitri….vivi Dimitri the gladiator.
    Write on brother…one of the few gifts to Guyanese of our wonderful past.
    Nostalgic writings my friend.
    Thanks

  • Dmitri Allicock  On September 12, 2015 at 12:21 pm

    Bless you guys

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