Ashbourne Line - Preservation & Proposed Heritage Railway

Preservation & Proposed Heritage Railway

Although all trace of the old NSR lines has practically disappeared, the track bed from Ashbourne to Parsley Hay was acquired by Derbyshire County Council and the Peak National Park for a cycle and walking route. This, the Tissington Trail, was one of the first of such ventures in the country. Later, Ashbourne Tunnel was acquired by Sustrans.

However there are hopes one day a section of the old line could be reinstated & reopened as a heritage railway called the "Mid Derbyshire Railway" alongside the trails which would be beneficial to the local economy as finances allow.

The line is still open from Buxton to Hindlow for stone traffic from Buxton Lime Industries and Lafarge Dowlow.

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