Castle Howard Railway Station
Near Crambeck there is a disused railway station called Castle Howard railway station. It is on the York to Scarborough line it was opened 1845 and closed to passengers in 1930. A road was built from the station to the stately home. It was decommissioned and became a public road in the early 1900s.
Visitors arriving by road approached from a different direction along a road that offered a spectacular view over to the great house. The view was framed by the 'Exclamation Gates', so called due to the responses that they would elicit from astonished visitors. The columns can still be seen to the west of the village, heading towards Whitwell-on-the-Hill.
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