Location: Ogden River Trail, Ogden, Utah
Time: 10:04 am
Temp: 55 degrees F
Weather: Beautiful, sunny, shaded by much of the trail
People I saw: Several walkers, almost all with dogs, one or two runners
Pain/injuries: Left hamstring, some right hip action
Yesterday I received permission from work, to work remotely. I took the opportunity to ride the Frontrunner up to Ogden, working during the morning. I hopped off in Ogden with my friend Patrick and started looking for a place to put my bag while I went for a run (Patrick would be biking alongside me.)
We talked to a bus driver for UTA, who was kind enough to let me drop my bag off in his bus. He would be making his rounds and meet us back in an hour, where I could pick my bag back up. It wasn’t my favorite option, but it was really all I had. The guy had chops and massive mustache. He claimed to be a runner, who had done several 5ks. As far as trustworthiness goes, that’s good enough for me. I asked him if he could tell us where the nearest trail was. He simply pointed northward and said, “Up there. North end of the parking lot.”
Sure enough, at the north end of the parking lot, there was a trail, which headed north. It mostly ran along the railroad tracks, but then veered east, toward Ogden Canyon. This was a beautiful run. I admit that there are probably times you don’t want to be running alone on it, but most of what I saw on my three mile stretch (all I had time for; this was technically my lunch break) was beautiful and interesting.
Along the Ogden River, this trail continues eastward, going through old neighborhoods, crosses over the river several times, via short bridges. It can probably become easy to get lost if you don’t pay attention, because several other paths shoot off of it. I didn’t have time to figure out where they all went, so I felt safe to stay along the river for the most part.
Strewn along the path were shopping carts, giving us the impression that the local homeless might gather at certain points. But there were other places that seemed more welcoming and safer for would-be trail users.
This aside, I kept saying out loud, “Wow, this is great.” It’s not my favorite trail in the world. It’s asphalt, has no real elevation change to keep things interesting. But that wasn’t the scope of this task. My goal is to find decent places to run from Frontrunner.
This trail is literally next to the tracks, easily accessible and fairly safe in the daytime. I didn’t see any drinking fountains, so you’d probably want to have water with you, if you plan to go for any considerable distance (or if you were to get lost.)
I picked up the pace for the return trip and still felt the same about my initial impressions on my way out- that this is a place I’d come to run, again. When we got back, Patrick biked over to where he saw our bus waiting for us. He hopped on, grabbed my backpack (and was told that the driver had to wait an extra minute for us- oops!) and brought it over to me. When then boarded the southbound Frontrunner with five minutes to spare.
Next time, though, I’d like to have more time to head into Ogden Canyon.
On a scale of 1-10 for paved trails, I’d give it a ‘7’. Not bad for Frontrunner accessibility.
Special thanks to Frontrunner- for being my daily trans., Patrick- for supporting this run with great pics, and Bus Driver Guy- for being the kind of guy who would take my bag for a ride in Ogden and then return it, after waiting for me.