Ute Trail is a 6.2 mile heavily trafficked out and back trail located near Aspen, Colorado that features beautiful wild flowers and is rated as difficult. The trail is primarily used for hiking, running, and nature trips and is best used from May until October. Dogs are also able to use this trail.
Crampons & Poles are definitely necessary right now. Beautiful hike to Ute Rock - takes about an hour to reach the rock if you are semi-adjusted to the altitude. Steep, narrow and full of switchbacks but worth every step!
Good. At this time of year 100% requires poles and cramp-ons for boots. After 10 falls on hard rock and a split finger, I had to turn back
Very challenging. Completely uphill and very steep. Rocky/dusty, definitely would recommend the right shoes. Worth the views, beer at the top and taking the gondola down
First 1.5 mile is steep switch backs to Ute rock. Great overlook of downtown. You can turn back there or take the steep climb to the gondola but it’s worth it. Difficult for sure. Fun and scenic. The view from the top is awesome and you can get a beer. Also the gondola ride down is a nice bonus. 10/10 recommend if you like hard incline hikes.
First mile or so is difficult rocky hiking rewarded with beautiful views over the downtown. Next 2 miles are much easier hiking with some pretty mountain views. Top of mountain gives best views of the backside as frontside is not exactly in sight. Overall good hike for those looking for more of a challenge.
Steep, gorgeous, harrowing until you get up to ridge. I am afraid of heights and the beginning switch backs were heart stopping. Totally worth it. I walked down through the ski resort, no WAY was I going back down that with a bum knee. Made for about a 14 mile hike. Good stuff
Pretty steep all the way. I had the trail to myself after passing the rock view point. View of snow capped mountains was spectacular up top from the sun deck. Bring plenty of water and hiking poles. Happy Hiking.
Great hike up through the trees for the first hour, then opens up to a wider trail. The last third is super steep, and for us, required a few short stops. The views are fantastic of course, and hiking the areas we normally ski, was a real treat. Burgers and beers at the top. What more could you need? We hiked back down, which gets the quad muscles burning - but I believe you can also take the gondola if you prefer. Well worth the heart pounding effort.
Only made it to the rock and had to turn back after learning the ski lift to come down closes at 4:30. Getting back down is worse than the uphill imo
Some seek spiritual awakening through an arctic plunge in the frigid waters of the Baltic, other tickling the teat of the treacherous tight line... and yet remains she who wrestled the wicked, wading with the walrus. Us, we chose the Ute. She’s voluptuous, don’t think otherwise. Her curves guide you into the thinning air - recalling the heat of your teenage auto-e-asphyxiation days. Her constitution will take you for a ride that the girls will stay up to hear about. She’s tall. She’s dirty. She makes you work for it. We were 4. Reigning from the lowlands of St. San Franciscan Bay. The mountains called to cleanse our souls, yearning for a moment of respite from the Plague, the sicky-sicky-cough-cough... the -vid. There was Pauline, aka Small Legs: she’s French. She’s our twisted, buttered, half-risen, multi-layered croissant. She bakes a mean fruit cake, lays down the law when it comes to robots on the farm, and she doesn’t drink coffee every morning. Because she’s in control. Along came Grayson, aka Big Wave: He’s a big boy. He’s a rice boy. He’s a big rice boy. Everything about this guy screams yuge: his twice lengthed gait, his tree trunk thighs, his dreams... his vision for the new West. He’s a chimney with the stogie. Lest we forget the mountain heiress, Nora, aka Dead Raccoon: she, too, has got some legs. She’s a mid-morning riser with a hankering for a double espresso, 1.5 pumps of vanilla mystery juice, 2 ice cubes partially heated by the hands of the sous chef, shaken, not stirred. She beats you in scrabble with words like “gerrymandering” and “soixante neuf”. She’s a fighter. She’s a biter. She’s also a writer. Last and least, Kevin, aka Luminous Bison: you heard that right, radiant beams of light streak from the bulbous rump of this specimens rear. He eats your left overs, he sprints up the hills, he drinks that last part of the beer after it sits dormant for 12 minutes on the space heater. Millennials call him a savage, we called him the Loomy-B. The voyage began at high noon. Eager hearts, sharp minds, blood on full pump. As for the trail, 5/5 would recommend. Bring water, keep going after the rock, crave the beer at the peak.