Route Description
State Road 62 begins at a toll bridge over the Wabash River between New Haven, Illinois and Posey County. From the east side of Mount Vernon through Evansville, SR 62 is the Lloyd Expressway, a divided expressway-grade highway until reaching U.S. 41 nearly halfway through the city. The expressway is a mix of both stoplights and single-point exit ramps. Despite the construction delays and need for improvements, the $160 million east–west expressway allows drivers to travel from one end of the city to the other with much greater ease. Plans exist to add additional diamond interchanges as well as a cloverleaf interchange with US 41. Then SR 62 concurs U.S. 41 with SR 66 to Morgan Avenue on which it leaves Evansville. East of Evansville, the four lane divided road continues to Chandler and then on to Boonville then becomes a two-lane road and for much of its trip through Spencer, Perry, Crawford, Harrison and western Floyd counties, it is narrow, winding and hilly.
State Road 62 overlaps Interstate 64, Interstate 265 and SR 265, bypassing the cities of New Albany, Clarksville and Jeffersonville. The highway then turns to the northeast, serving the cities of Charlestown, Hanover and Madison before ending at State Road 262 just south of U.S. Route 50 at Dillsboro.
Before the extension of Interstate 265, State Road 62 went directly through the cities of New Albany, Clarksville, and Jeffersonville.
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