The Northern Suburbs Transit System is the name given to the project initiated and funded by the Government of Western Australia to provide high-speed passenger rail services to the northern corridor of metropolitan Perth, the capital city of Western Australia. The project was commenced by the Dowding Labor government in the late 1980s, and its major deliverable was the Joondalup railway line and linked bus services, which has been a core component of the Transperth transport network since opening to passengers on 21 March 1993. The need for it arose from the rapid and sustained growth of the northern suburbs of Perth during the 1970s and 1980s, which had placed a considerable strain on infrastructure, including the bus system and the Mitchell Freeway. However, prior to the opening of the railway, the proposal was controversial as many in the community believed that upgrading the Mitchell Freeway or providing a guided busway would deliver better outcomes.
The Northern Suburbs Transit System name has been used subsequently for additions to the line, including the Currambine railway station to Butler extension which was built as far as Clarkson in 2004.
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