Route Description
The main access to the south end of the parkway is from I-84 at exit 85, a pre-existing diamond interchange with a local road in South Weber named 475 East. The four-lane 35 mph (56 km/h) toll road, which has no shoulders or sidewalks, begins at Cottonwood Drive, I-84's northside frontage road. It immediately crosses a bridge over the Weber River (the Davis-Weber County line and north limit of South Weber) and the Union Pacific Railroad's Evanston Subdivision (the south limit of Washington Terrace). The parkway then curves northwest and climbs out of the Weber River's floodplain with a maximum grade of nine percent, reaching the toll plaza most of the way up the hill. After one intersection with 5900 South, which presently serves only the toll road company's headquarters and a single commercial building, private maintenance gives way to a four-lane city street with sidewalks just shy of 5800 South. The roadway continues northeasterly to the top of the hill near 5600 South, where pre-existing Adams Avenue (500 East) heads north, passing the Ogden Regional Medical Center to an intersection with Washington Boulevard (US-89) on the Washington Terrace-South Ogden border. Adams Avenue continues through South Ogden and into Ogden as a minor street one block east of US-89, with a gap near 4600 South and more north of downtown Ogden. As of 2006, approximately 1,400 cars travel the parkway on a weekday.
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