Ohio State Route 795
State Route 795 (SR 795, OH 795) is an east–west state highway in northwestern Ohio, a U.S. state. The western terminus of State Route 795 is at U.S. Route 20 in Perrysburg, at the signalized intersection that doubles as the northern terminus of State Route 199. Its eastern terminus is at a signalized intersection with State Route 51 about 0.5 miles (0.80 km) southeast of Millbury.
State Route 795, which was created in the late 1930s, serves a number of small towns in northern Wood County. From just west of its interchange with Interstate 75 near Perrysburg to just west of its interchange with Interstate 280 near Walbridge, the route is a four-lane divided highway. This four-lane section is used as an alternative to the Ohio Turnpike. In 2005 and 2006, State Route 795 was one of the main detour routes for Interstate 280 during the construction of the Maumee River Crossing. Along its path, State Route 795 passes close to Toledo Executive Airport, a small airport near Walbridge.
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