The Falls Incline Railway, originally known as the Horseshoe Falls Incline is a funicular railway in the city of Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada. It is located beside Niagara Falls at the Horseshoe Falls. The line was built in 1966 for the Niagara Parks Commission by the Swiss company Von Roll. It adopted its current name in the 1980s.
Unlike the other incline railways at Niagara Falls, the Falls Incline was not built to descend into the Niagara Gorge below the falls. Instead it links the Table Rock Centre and Journey Behind the Falls, on the Niagara Parkway just above the falls to the higher level Fallsview Tourist Area, including the Minolta Tower, the Niagara Fallsview Casino Resort and several hotels.
The Niagara Parks Commission claims that the funicular is the world's slowest.
The funicular has the following technical parameters:
- Length: 51.8 metres (170 ft)
- Slope: 30 degrees
- Cars: 2
- Capacity: 40 passengers per car
- Configuration: Double track
- Maximum speed: 1 metre per second (190 feet per minute)
- Journey time: 57 seconds
- Track gauge: 1.85 metres (6 ft)
- Traction: Electricity
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