Knebworth Park And Winter Green Railway
Coordinates: 51°58′19″N 0°12′43″W / 51.972°N 0.212°W / 51.972; -0.212
| Knebworth and Winter Green Railway | |
|---|---|
| Locale | England |
| Dates of operation | 1972–1990 |
| Successor | abandoned |
| Track gauge | 1 ft 11 1⁄2 in (597 mm) |
| Length | 1½ miles |
| Headquarters | Stevenage |
The Knebworth and Winter Green Railway was a narrow gauge railway built in the grounds of Knebworth House in 1972 as a tourist attraction.
The railway was built by Pleasurerail Ltd. a company set up to build and operate private tourist railways which included the Great Whipsnade Railway and also the line at Blenheim Palace. In 1972 they started construction on a 2ft gauge railway in the grounds of Knewbworth House near Stevenage. The initial line was an end-to-end layout running from the house to the adventure playground. In 1980 the track was extended to form a mile-long continuous loop.
During its existence the line hosted a number of steam and diesel locomotives. The line continued to run until 1990 when it was lifted and the remaining stock transferred to other lines
Read more about Knebworth Park And Winter Green Railway: Locomotives
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