Route Description
SR 337 begins at U.S. Route 58 Business west of downtown Suffolk and ends at the north end of Interstate 564 at the Naval Station Norfolk. It uses a number of different streets to get there. Through downtown Suffolk, SR 337 is Washington Street. This becomes Nansemond Parkway after crossing US 58 Business at Magnolia, and becomes Portsmouth Boulevard as it enters Chesapeake. The name remains after it enters Portsmouth via the Hodges Ferry Bridge, including a short concurrency with U.S. Route 460 Alternate between U.S. Route 58 and Interstate 264, until the Elm Avenue intersection. There SR 337 turns south on Elm Avenue, which turns east to reach the Jordan Bridge. At the Jordan Bridge, SR 337 again enters Chesapeake, heading east on Poindexter Street across Interstate 464 and north on Bainbridge Boulevard. (U.S. Route 460 and State Route 166 use the other two legs of the Poindexter-Bainbridge intersection.)
Bainbridge Boulevard takes SR 337 into Norfolk, where it makes several turns onto Main Street, Liberty Street, State Street, and Berkeley Avenue to join Interstate 464, quickly merging into Interstate 264 (and U.S. Route 460 Alternate) over the Berkley Bridge. SR 337 leaves I-264 in downtown Norfolk to head north on Tidewater Drive. (US 460 Alternate also leaves there, but onto St. Pauls Boulevard.) SR 337 turns west at Brambleton Avenue, joining U.S. Route 460 for a short while before it turns onto St. Pauls Boulevard. Between Boush Street and the Midtown Tunnel interchange, SR 337 is concurrent with U.S. Route 58; US 58 runs into the tunnel while SR 337 turns north there onto Hampton Boulevard. Inside the Naval Station Norfolk, SR 337 turns east on Admiral Taussig Boulevard to end at the beginning of Interstate 564, where Taussig Boulevard becomes a freeway.
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