|Deuel Creek, Centerville Canyon, Utah from AllTrails|
After my initial success with the St. George Marathon (finishing, that is), I went back to Albuquerque and broke free from my training routines onto the dirt trails just east of our home. Over the next three years or so, I enjoyed wonderful runs through the protected open space and into the Sandia Wilderness once I crossed that boundary fence only a mile or so from my house. My most common access was the wilderness gate at Embudo Canyon above the LDS Chapel on Indian School where we had our wedding open house many years ago.
|Embudo Canyon in the Sandia Wilderness (from The Desert Edge by David Cristiani, with his gracious permission)|
|South Sandia Peak (on the right- not the rock) from Three Gun Trail|
|The view from South Sandia looking north up the Crest|
A most beautiful and relatively unused trail is Deuel Creek in Centerville Canyon. I've even gone up there a few times on Scout backpacking trips. I haven't been up the canyon too far this season yet, but I have been out on the firebreak road otherwise known as the Bonneville Shoreline Trail (or Weber pipeline road).
My route is good training as I have to climb a bit to get up to the mountainside trails. Cheese Park in Bountiful is exactly one mile from my house to the southeast. On the northeast, the entrance to Centerville Canyon is about a mile. The mile stretch of the Bonneville Trail between them makes for a great 3-mile or 5-K circle. The beauty is that as long as you're willing to backtrack a bit, you can stretch it out either direction on Bonneville Shoreline. As you do, you cut or drop into occasional canyons where perennial streams flow out of the Wasatch to be gathered for local irrigation before the excess flows into the Great Salt Lake below.
Saturday, I enjoyed crossing the gurgle of Deuel Creek. Then further to the north, I came into Parrish Creek in its Canyon and on and beyond. Turning around at the water tower (reminding me of the storage tower in Embudo Canyon before the Wilderness boundary), I headed back south. It was there at Deuel Creek before dropping down to home that I met the rays of the sun shooting down the canyon above the rushing water.
Albuquerque trails don't have much water. There was one spring I remember after a very wet winter when water flowed out of Embudo Canyon for a few weeks before it disappeared into the sand just above the subdivisions. I even doused myself in the small waterfall at the funnel a couple of times. ("Embudo" is Spanish for "funnel".) Most of the time the canyon is dry perking up after thunderstorms, sometimes rather forcefully rolling boulders down to the cement arroyos and even streets of Albuquerque.
|Embudo Canyon in the Sandia Wilderness|
(by David Cristiani from The Desert Edge, with his gracious permission)