
“But for the very generous
contributions from The American Ireland Fund, the committee
would not be able to bring the project to its present stage. Future
financial assistance will be vital to complete phase II
of the project.”
Jimmy Deenihan, Chairman
It may be intelligent design
or Darwinian evolution, but if you wish to see the
missing link between a camel train in the Sahara Desert
and the elevated monorails which serve Kennedy airport
New York or Darling Harbour in Sydney Australia, hop
on a plane to Shannon and drive to the town of Listowel
in north Kerry. There, thanks to a band of local enthusiasts,
with help from The Ireland Funds, you will find a reconstructed
mile of track along with engine and carriages providing
visitors with the living experience of traveling on
the world’s first steam powered monorail railway,
named after the inventor, Charles Francois Marie-Therese
Lartigue, from Toulouse in France, an uncle of the
renowned photographer of the same name.
~ Senator Maurice Hayes |
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lartigue monorail restoration
project
An effort to restore an original section
of this unique monorail.
Funding helps cover the cost of a locomotive engine.
The Monorail Society is a voluntary
organization founded to promote awareness and use of the
monorail system in Ireland. Named after French engineer
Charles Lartique, only two examples of the monorail were
built in the world, in Ireland and the other in France.
Linking Listowel and Ballybunion in County Kerry it ran
from1888 for 36 years after which it fell into disrepair.
The Lartigue Monorail aims to restore
and reintroduce the monorail system to Ireland. The Lartigue
Monorail aims
to restore and reintroduce the monorail system to Ireland.
Citing Ireland’s recent problems with traffic congestion
and environmental hazards, the promotion of the monorail
in Ireland is seen as a viable new answer to Ireland’s
transportation problems.
Senator Maurice
Hayes (2006) shares thoughts on The Lartigue Railway
The railway
was built in 1888 and ran until 1924. It was erected
under a special Act of Parliament at a time when there
was something of a boom in building light railways in
Ireland to link remoter areas with the spreading main
line systems. The economic purpose was to transport sand
from the sandhills of Ballybunion, the nine miles to
the railhead at Listowel for use as a fertiliser by the
farmers of North Kerry and West Limerick. So there you
had it, a group of developers looking for a train and
an inventor looking for a chance to build a prototype.
The basis of the design was a single rail mounted on
trestles about a metre high, with the carriages dangling
from a single wheel mounted on a central axle.
Lartigue had developed the system to cope with conditions
in Algeria where he was a mining engineer and needed
to move ore from the inland mines to the ports. Ordinary
rails tended to be blocked continuously by drifting sand.
One day he saw a camel-train silhouetted against the
evening sky and he had his answer. The camels’ legs represented the trestles, the body the motive power, and
balance was achieved by distributing the load in panniers hanging on either side
of the camel’s hump.
And so was born the Lartigue Monorail system, the ultimate ancestor of all subsequent
monorail and overhead railways.
The reconstructed stretch of line with carriages rescued from duty as henhouses
or garden sheds for the best part of a century, was opened by the President of
Ireland, Mrs. Mary MacAleese on a beautiful day on October 14 2005, eighty-one
years to the day since the last train pulled into the station.
The occasion had a particular resonance for me since my grandfather, Maurice
Nugent, had been employed as a carpenter on the construction of the railway and
stayed on the staff until it closed in 1924. It was a moving experience to sit
in a carriage which he had built nearly 120 years earlier, to note the strong
dovetails, the still sliding windows and the screwed and planked seats. My mother
had been born and spent her childhood in a little cottage on the edge of what
might laughingly be called the marshalling yard of the Lartigue, and our childhood
in a fishing village in County Down was illuminated by her memories of the train
which had dominated her Kerry infancy – the great monster belching smoke
from two nostrils, with a single blazing eye thundering out of the night; the
fun of having to trim the load, to balance a fat man on one side with two thin
ladies on the other, the passengers who had to get out and push to get the train
up a hill.
The train ran for 36 years, most of the time at a loss, and was finally finished
off by damage inflicted during the Civil War.
It has now been partially restored to contribute to the local economy as a tourist
attraction, and the Committee have plans to restore the old engine shed as a
museum and interpretive centre. Lartigue rides again. It is sobering to reflect
that if the original objective of transporting sand from Ballybunion had been
realised, the region’s greatest tourist asset, the world famous Ballybunion
golf links might well have been obliterated. God moves in mysterious ways.
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