Ontario West Shore Railway - Huron, Bruce and Grey Electric Railway

Huron, Bruce and Grey Electric Railway

In 1902, Moyes incorporated the Huron, Bruce and Grey Electric Railway then proceeded to lobby local municipalities for capital. He asked the town of Goderich for $50,000, the township of Ashfield for $50,000 and $25,000 each from Colbourne and West Wawanosh townships.

The initial scheme was to build a railroad from Goderich to Dunlop. From Dunlop, the line was to branch to Amberley and Dungannon. A third branch would be built from Saltford to Blyth. Freight and daily passenger service would operate on all lines.

Each municipality held a vote on the scheme. Goderich approved the $50,000 investment, while the townships rejected the plan.

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