List of Fairbourne Railway Rolling Stock

List Of Fairbourne Railway Rolling Stock

This is a list of past and present rolling stock used on the Fairbourne Railway, a 12 1⁄4 in (311 mm) narrow gauge preserved railway line running for 2 miles (3.2 km) from Fairbourne on the Mid-Wales coast to Barmouth Ferry on a spit of sand in the Mawddach Esturay opposite the town of Barmouth Welsh: Abermaw. The line was opened as a horse drawn tramway in 1895 to carry building materials for Fairbourne Village. Passenger carriages were introduced shortly afterwards to connect with the ferry to Barmouth. The line was converted to a 15 in (381 mm) steam railway in 1916 and became a successful tourist attraction. The line underwent another conversion in 1985. The track was relayed at 12 1⁄4 in (311 mm) gauge and new rolling stock was introduced.

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