Inner West Railway Line - Description of Route

Description of Route

The route of the Inner West Line consist of three pairs of tracks between Central and Strathfield stations (six tracks in total), designated as Main (the northern-most pair), Suburban (the inner pair) and the Local (the southernmost pair) lines. At Strathfield, the Main North Line branches off, and four tracks continue westwards. At Lidcombe, the Main South line branches off towards Regents Park and on to Cabramatta where the line meets the Old Main South from Granville, continuing south to Liverpool and beyond. What CityRail currently markets as the Inner West Line are services which originate from an anti-clockwise direction around the City Circle, passing through Redfern and along the 'local' pair of tracks to Strathfield, then on through Lidcombe to Regents Park. Here trains alternately operate along the 'Main South' to Liverpool via Cabramatta, or to Bankstown, becoming Bankstown line services.

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