Parley's Canyon - Description

Description

Parley's Canyon begins where Interstate 215 merges into I-80 in Salt Lake City and ends at Parley's Summit. The lower part of the canyon is relatively twisty and narrow and had to be dynamited to make way for I-80. Despite this, the interstate remains six or more lanes wide throughout the canyon; it is built over Parley's Creek in many places. Work is also underway to extend the Parley's Trail multi-use path through this segment to improve non-motorized access.

The canyon widens dramatically near Mountain Dell Dam and Utah State Route 65 splits from the freeway (which turns southeast temporarily) to provide access to Morgan County to the northeast. State Route 65 also provides a connection to a local road leading over the ridge to Emigration Canyon in the same area where the Mormon trail crossed into that canyon. Little Dell Dam can be seen higher up on the side of Parley's Canyon in this area. As the freeway turns back toward the east, there is also an exit for the road leading up Lambs Canyon (a side canyon of Parley's Canyon).

The area around Parley's Summit is part of the Summit Park census-designated place (CDP). However, this area is more commonly referred to as Jeremy Ranch or Parley's Summit. Here the canyon is wide enough to form large communities along the sides of the freeway along the gentle mountain slopes. On the other side of the summit the freeway continues into the Snyderville Basin, which is where the popular resort town of Park City is located. Also within the basin is the ski jump built for the 2002 Winter Olympic Games and the large shopping district that has manifested itself around Kimball Junction.

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