Don't ruin my dream brother!Strange how photographs & films of supposed legendary strange 'creatures' always seem to be out of focus &/or jerky.
This starts out like a Ludlum novel....I like it!!Another tale for the archives:
Great Britain, 1958: The Second World War is over, redevelopment is in full swing. the first true motorway is under construction, and the age of the motorcar is at hand. British Railways is under pressure to modernise, and to save costs. The steam engines that have powered the country for 150 years are now obsolete, and diesel-electric traction is being introduced.
In the international theatre of politics, the great powers are rattling their sabres, and racing to develop long-range missiles. The USSR has demonstrated their rocketry by putting an artificial satellite in orbit for the first time in history, The horror of a nuclear war is looming, and the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament is launched.
Political and military strategists meet in Westminster. International tensions are rising. The future of NATO is uncertain, President De Gaulle threatens to pull out of the alliance, and the allied nations must face the prospect of a third world war. One that could burn entire nations to the ground. A technical advisor nervously stands up. He's been watching the transformation of the country's transport infrastructure with increasing alarm.
The country has enough coal to last a thousand years, but motorcars and diesel locomotives are dependent on crude oil. There are limited oil reserves on the island, but with the newly signed Convention on the Continental Shelf, industry attention is rapidly turning to the North Sea. Extraction facilities built out there are certain to be the first targets in the event of a conflict. Worse, the proliferation of electrical power and control has made the transport system uniquely susceptible to atomic weapons. They must find a way to maintain transport links at all costs, and while they suspect that similar schemes are being prepared abroad, they can't risk discovery by Russian spies.
Undercover agents for the British government approach a decorated soldier by the name of Dai Woodham. Not only did he serve valliantly during WWII, but it was perfectly positioned to inherit a scrapyard on Barry Island in South Wales. The area had once been a prominent dockyard for Wales and the South-West. It has heavy infrastructure already in place, and was used by the Navy in both wars - but is now in decline. An ideal opportunity.
With encouragement from behind the scenes, British Railways announce an ambitious new scheme to completely phase out steam traction within the decade. In the spirit of free enterprise, private disposal contractors are allowed to tender. An auction is arranged, and three hundred locomotives transferred to the facility in Barry. (Although three of these are taken for use in a hushed-up military exercise). Many of these engines are less than ten years old, and built to the latest standards of efficiency and maintainability, developed under government guidance.
Although the locomotives are officially declared as scrap, Mr Woodham tells his employees that they are too difficult to dismantle. He orders them to focus their attention on coaches, wagons and old rail instead. The locomotives lie in wait.
Meanwhile, an even more audacious plan is conceived. Maintaining a fleet of radiation-immune steam locomotives is only half the scheme. For it to succeed, both the machinery and skills needed to operate it must be preserved.
Fortuitously, there is a rising tide of anger from old railway employees, who fear that they livelihood and way of life is about to be withdrawn from under their feet. The masterminds see a way to put this to their advantage.
Another ex-military man is chosen for the next phase of the scheme. Bernard Holden ran Rail Operations for the Royal Engineers, and had served as a logistics officer in India. He is secretly posted to a little-used railway line in Sussex, and begins recruiting local ex-railwaymen for a pilot project under the codename "Operation Blue Bell".
Meanwhile, a combined project of the War Department and National Coal Board is under way. A number of engineering firms are commissioned to build a fleet of compact, high-efficiency locomotives of a type developed during the war. The project not only ensures that a reserve of hundreds of modern, powerful engines is in place, but that the coal and manpower behind it remains available.
Five years pass, 1963. The newly formed group, lead by Holden, has demonstrated its ability to run trains, using track made available by British Railways. The scheme is showing promise, but the threat of war is closer than ever. The United States is building a nuclear submarine base in Scotland, and the memory of the crisis in Cuba is fresh in everyone's minds. It must be now or never.
In the small town of East Grinstead, not far from the site of the experimental Blue Bell facility, a Dr Beeching, engineer and officer of the Ministry of Supply, has been keeping a close eye on the Operation. He offers to put his considerable (more importantly, public) weight in government behind the scheme and, against his better judgement, is persuaded to write a report declaiming thousands of miles of the country's railways as unprofitable. This provides all the excuse required to withdraw service, freeing up space for dozens of similar operations around the country.
Another five years, 1968, and the scheme is even more successful than hoped. Where other countries in Europe maintained a backup fleet of steam locomotives in secrecy, and as a branch of military operations, the United Kingdom has succeeded at hiding the whole project in plain sight.
The entire steam fleet has been withdrawn by British Railways, and groups of unwitting volunteers are organising themselves. They spontaneously develop engineering facilities up and down the country. The sheds are built almost exclusively in the countryside, safely away from the military targets of industrial cities. The decision is made that the stock of locomotives in Wales should be slowly distributed to these newly formed groups for refurbishment, as many are now in very poor condition.
Of these, a few are cut up for scrap, to fuel the anger and urgency felt by the volunteers, and to obscure the scheme's true purpose. Meanwhile, the United States is within a hair's breadth of setting foot on the moon.
Fast-forward again, to 1979. The Prime Minster orders that the project be discontinued. The Vietnam War has been over for years, The National Coal Board is to move to diesel power and the resources dedicated to the programme to be sold off. With tensions rising in Afghanistan, and the tenuous cessation of hostilities about to collapse, she is advised against it, but persists.
The development of electronic computers, not just for the armed forces, but rapidly spilling-over into the home and entertainment markets, means that diesel-electric locomotives are no-longer the weak point. Consumers can now record colour television on cassettes in their own homes, and semiconductors are so ubiquitous that is has become impossible to plan for the event of an electromagnetic blast. The effort is better spent strengthening ties to the EEC and other treaty organisations, to ensure peace between atomic powers.
To their embarrassment (and quiet satisfaction) the architects of the plan to maintain a steam fleet find it is now completely out of their control. The equipment and land has has all been sold off, and the groups of volunteer reservists are completely unaware of their role in preparations for war. The bases are entirely supported by philanthropists and tourism. A steady stream of new volunteers is signing up and, ironically, a conspiracy theory is emerging:
The long-rumoured reserve of steam locomotives hidden in Sweden has become common knowledge.
"What if", ask the members of the British preservation movement, "the same was done in England?".
A smattering of attention seekers come forward with stories. Tales of old men, sworn to secrecy. Mysterious locked tunnels with rails leading in, and hidden chambers in the London Underground. The stories can't all be false, they say...
...and so was a legend born!
The above contains many historical facts, and uses the names of real people, but the conspiracy narrative is pure fiction.
Or is it?
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Forget mythical giant lizards though, I think trying to find out if Thylacines (Tasmanian tigers) are still in existance would be far more feasable. There has been some convincing evidence of their presence in parts of OZ over the last few years & whenever the authorities do their best to conceal/falsify lab results & deny the veracity of eye witnesses 'cause the state would rather that thylacines remain extinct, encourages me even more to believe that maybe there are a few pockets of these animals roaming the outback..
This is good footage IMO, especially the odd running gait which was typical of the thylacine. A couple of clowns in the comments claimed it was an injured fox or something, I think they need to have a good look at a fox's tail, head and body and do a bit of actual research on the thylacine. Very interesting.
There have also been too many sightings in South & Western Australia for the species to be as extinct as the officials would like them to be.
A question for our guys from the land down under, why does the Govt. want them to be extinct? Other than governments tend to do stupid things....which is reason enough I suppose.
A very similar situation is the case of the Japanese wolf, thought to be extinct for a century. This evidence that it is still alive (close up, clear photo) looks convincing, but, alas, it goes against the commonly held narrative:
https://www.bbc.com/future/article/20191011-the-hunt-for-japans-ghost-wolves
In that footage that Benny posted, I could go for the dog theory, except the tail looks awfully strange to me.
Thanks.....that makes sense.Ain't that the truth! Some of it has to do with keeping sheep farmers happy as part of the reason the thylacines were hunted to near extinction 100 years ago was their predation (actual and potential) of sheep. Much of it, I think, is just that mainstream science says it's extinct, so as far as government's concerned, that's it.
Thanks for explaining. Money is a part of it, that makes sense.Because they would be classed as an endangered species & then large areas of land will have to be reserved & protected, research teams will be sent in, breeding programs established, all of which will cost a lot of money, plus all the bitching from land owners who wouldn't be able to exploit that land as they wish & compensation for lost livestock. Nature conservation & the Aussie government(s) are diametrically opposed.