I and friend have recently undertaken a modest project to locate streams on the west side of the Jordan River in Salt Lake county, UT, with the help of older maps of the area. One of these streams is within a 20 minute walk of my house. It mostly flows underground, but not entirely and it flows into a small lake/pond also close by. It is one of the few places you can see moving water on this side of the valley. I hope to find the source of this little stream called Decker Creek in the next little while. Looking at the maps, I think it might be spring fed.
You've just unintentionally helped me realize why, while my house and garden have come to feel so much like Home over the last few years since I moved here, my neighborhood has always felt somewhat disenchanting and not at all restorative to me. There is no good creeking to be had within even a 30 minute walk that feels the way that you've described creeking here. Partly this is because my neighborhood is a dull grid of 90 degree angles, no flow and curve like the rest of nature, but also partly because the city hates our houseless neighbors so much that most of the nearest creeks are fenced off or posted with no trespassing signs. The one exception is the Periwinkle Path that follows Periwinkle Creek for a a couple miles through town, eventually ending at Grand Prairie Park. The path is so highly trafficked with other humans, often idiots antagonizing the ducks and other creatures therein, and there is so much litter strewn about, that I go out seeking that Creeking feeling and just come home feeling sad and angry at the disrespect others show to these tiny alcoves of wildness within our town.
I and friend have recently undertaken a modest project to locate streams on the west side of the Jordan River in Salt Lake county, UT, with the help of older maps of the area. One of these streams is within a 20 minute walk of my house. It mostly flows underground, but not entirely and it flows into a small lake/pond also close by. It is one of the few places you can see moving water on this side of the valley. I hope to find the source of this little stream called Decker Creek in the next little while. Looking at the maps, I think it might be spring fed.
You've just unintentionally helped me realize why, while my house and garden have come to feel so much like Home over the last few years since I moved here, my neighborhood has always felt somewhat disenchanting and not at all restorative to me. There is no good creeking to be had within even a 30 minute walk that feels the way that you've described creeking here. Partly this is because my neighborhood is a dull grid of 90 degree angles, no flow and curve like the rest of nature, but also partly because the city hates our houseless neighbors so much that most of the nearest creeks are fenced off or posted with no trespassing signs. The one exception is the Periwinkle Path that follows Periwinkle Creek for a a couple miles through town, eventually ending at Grand Prairie Park. The path is so highly trafficked with other humans, often idiots antagonizing the ducks and other creatures therein, and there is so much litter strewn about, that I go out seeking that Creeking feeling and just come home feeling sad and angry at the disrespect others show to these tiny alcoves of wildness within our town.
Much to think on. Thank you.