Crouch Hill Railway Station

Crouch Hill railway station is a railway station on Crouch Hill between Stroud Green and Crouch End, North London. It is on the Gospel Oak to Barking line between Upper Holloway and Harringay Green Lanes.

Whilst the station has no direct interchange to a tube station, Finsbury Park station is a fifteen minute walk away along Stroud Green Road and there is also a direct bus link - London Buses route W7. Archway tube station is a 15 minute walk away.

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