Portland and Western Railroad

The Portland and Western Railroad (reporting mark PNWR) is a 520-mile (837 km) Class II railroad serving the U.S. state of Oregon, and is a wholly owned subsidiary of shortline and regional railroad holding company Genesee & Wyoming Inc. The PNWR includes a subsidiary, the Willamette and Pacific Railroad (reporting mark WPRR).

PNWR's tracks lie entirely within Oregon, extending from Astoria to Portland along the Columbia River, from Portland to Eugene through the Willamette Valley, and along several spurs through the Northern Oregon Coast Range.

Read more about Portland And Western RailroadFounding, Routes of The PNWR and WPRR, Relationship With WPRR, System Expansions, Traffic Base, Operations, Locomotive Fleet, Rolling Stock, Commuter Rail, Trackage

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Portland And Western Railroad - Trackage
6th Avenue, has been curb-separated from the railroad tracks ... Although a young railroad, the Portland Western operates over some of the oldest trackage in Oregon ... Segments of PNWR include portions of railroads of the following heritages The Oregon Central Railroad, one of the first bids for a railroad to California, begun in 1867 ...

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