City Creek (Utah) - City Creek Canyon

City Creek Canyon

Beginning in the early 20th century Salt Lake City and the US Federal government made a concerted effort to buy the watershed of City Creek. As of 2005 the drainage is mostly owned and preserved in perpetuity by the government. Originally this served to preserve clean water supply, but open space advocates cite it as a success of wildlife preservation.

Less than one mile (1.6 km) from the Utah State Capitol and downtown Salt Lake City, the canyon around City Creek is virtually unimproved. A single road extends up the canyon, accessible by walking up from Memory Grove Park or by Bonneville Boulevard, a single lane one-way street that circles the canyon, connecting The Avenues with Capitol Hill. The canyon road is open to limited numbers of private vehicles with reservations on even calendar days (and all holidays) during the summer, from Memorial Day weekend to the last day of September. Bicycles are allowed only on odd calendar days during the summer, and all days (weather permitting) during the winter. Dogs are allowed in the canyon on-leash below the water treatment plant and watershed area, whose boundary is clearly marked by signage.

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