The rural Entwistle railway station is served by Northern Rail services on the Manchester Victoria/Bolton 'Ribble Valley' Line towards Blackburn and Clitheroe in England. The station is 53⁄4 miles (9.3 km) north of Bolton.
It is the closest station to Edgworth, but lack of parking and a difficult approach along minor roads make it unpopular with commuters. Not all trains call here and, unlike nearby Bromley Cross the station lies outside the GMPTE boundary, meaning that passengers cannot take advantage of their special offers and ticketing. Owing to the remote location and low passenger numbers, Entwistle has been a request stop for several years. This means passengers wishing to board must signal to the driver (as they would for a bus) and those wishing to alight must inform the conductor.
The station was once substantially larger and served the factories at Knowmill. Until recently the remains of an overhead cable railway, connecting the factory to the railway goods yard, were visible in an adjoining woods. The mills were demolished when the level of the Wayoh Reservoir was raised and the station was reduced in size following the Beeching report of 1963 and the singling of the Bromley Cross to Blackburn section of the line a decade later.
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