Ah ... fond recollections of a trip there, one wet August bank holiday, through a part-gridlocked Swindon on a bus and then a walk though a teenager-haunted underpass, and a twenty minute solitary wait in what wanted to be driving rain before the very welcome appearance of... a train, hurrah!
Mark
Parallels - or similarities - today.
The train from Melksham ran, and on time.
42 passengers on board - not bad for the first train on a November Sunday morning. Got to Swindon ... and followed the instructions to get a bus from Fleming Way.

Having confirmed that at the 16 to Blundson - the one recommended on the railway's site - does not run in a Sunday (and the train is only running on a Sunday - duh!) - I looked to work out what runs to the Tawny Owl at Taw Hill. Not easy - lots of routes and final destinations, all less than frequent on a Sunday, and a fun time was spent visiting their various stops and trying to work out intermediate stops and times.
Found myself a bus ... swiped on ... but in chatting with the driver he suggested a different one "I take an hour to get there and he's direct" ... so dropped back and off we set ... first stop turns out to be the (main) railway station! Anyway - through some of the 'burbs I hadn't been in before and we must be getting close. And - oops - I think we have overshot; stop names are little streets and not the areas, so for all the electronics telling me where we were, I was lostish. Which did result in a very pleasant walk back down a bridleway.
Waymarking leaves something to be desired in places, but a bit of common sense got me to the Tawny Owl, then under it and the track up to the station. Although online I had read that the railbus was running, the gate was locked with feasrsone spikes, signs taled about next trains being 27th and 28th September the Sundays in October and then Santa ... which did not bode well for 2nd November. No-one else around on the track to the station gate, and the time came and went for the train to arrive and it didn't. I was just about to give up ... Plan "B" to follow the old canal. When the railbus appears. I was, I confess, wary it was going to go back with the gate remaining locked, but the guard came down, took the chain off, and threw the entrance open. Phew!


