York County Heritage Rail Trail
Heritage Rail Trail County Park is a National Recreation Trail rail trail that was built in 1999 by the York County Government and connects with the Northern Central Railroad Trail in Maryland, which extends for another 20 miles (32 km) to Ashland (near Cockeysville). The trail runs along the abandoned Northern Central Railway line and forms the southernmost part of Route J in the BicyclePA route system. Trail enthusiasts can enjoy walking, jogging, bicycling, horseback riding and other non-motorized recreational uses from dawn to dusk, seven days a week throughout the year. While on the trail, users can enjoy art created from recycled materials, a beautiful community garden, historical museums at the Hanover and New Freedom train junctions, and fresh air while traveling along the handicap accessible and family friendly county park.
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