Standard of Route
The N5 is a two-lane, single carriageway route throughout its entire length. The road has wide driving lanes and hard shoulders for 50 km between Castlebar and just west of Ballaghderreen, between Ballaghaderreen and Frenchpark (10 km) and between Strokestown and Longford (20 km). The rest of the route has just short sections with hard shoulders but many remaining stretches were widened slightly during resurfacing works in the past 10 years.
Almost all of the route has a modern asphalt surface laid after the year 2000. The only areas with a lower quality surface are short stretches through Strokestown, around Bellanagare, and about 2 km or so close to Westport. There is only a very short section of about 1 km through Strokestown that still has a substandard and bumpy surface.
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