The Cape Breton and Central Nova Scotia Railway (reporting mark CBNS) is a 245 miles (394 km) railway operating in Nova Scotia between Sydney and Truro with spurs at Sydney, Point Tupper, Trenton and Stellarton.
The mainline (and related spurs) were formerly owned by Canadian National Railway and were sold to the short line railroad holding company RailTex in October 1993, making CBNS one of Canada's first shortlines to be acquired from a class I railway. On 4 February 2000, RailTex, including CBNS, was purchased by RailAmerica for US$325,000,000.
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