Getting there
The causeway across the salt ponds.
Getting to Stansbury Island is half the experience. From Interstate 80 you take the second Grantsville exit, exit 84, about 30 miles west of Salt Lake City. Turn left onto the frontage road, cross the railroad tracks, and the pavement soon gives way to a gravel causeway that runs north across a checkerboard of salt evaporation ponds. It is roughly seven miles of open, treeless flat to the trailhead on the island's south end, with the Stansbury Mountains rising ahead of you and the lake stretching out on both sides.
In dry weather an ordinary car handles the causeway at an easy pace. The surface is graded dirt and gravel, and the low stretches near the ponds are the parts that soften after rain or when the lake sits high against the road, so the weather matters far more than the vehicle. There is no pavement, no fuel, and no cell signal once you leave the freeway, which is exactly why this shore stays so quiet. Fill up in Grantsville, bring more water than you think you need, and let someone know your plan before you drive out.
What you are crossing is a working edge of the lake. The ponds beside the causeway are part of the salt industry that has harvested this shore for generations, and the white ridges you see are drying salt, not snow. It is an unglamorous, oddly beautiful approach, and it sets the tone for an island that trades scenery for space.
The trail
A path along an ancient shoreline.
The draw on the island's south end is a BLM single-track trail, commonly cited at about five miles one way, that traces a bench cut into the mountainside long ago by the shore of ancient Lake Bonneville, the enormous ice-age lake the Great Salt Lake is the shrunken remnant of. After a steep climb at the start it settles into an easygoing amble at a near-constant height, with the whole silver sweep of the lake and its islands opening up below you. Walkers turn around wherever they like; there is no wrong distance to go.
Mountain bikers know the same trailhead for a longer and much harder outing, a loop that adds a punishing climb to the ridge and returns across the flats on dirt roads. It is a genuinely technical ride and a local favorite, and because so much of the route faces south, the snow melts off early and the trail comes into shape while the higher country is still white. That south-facing exposure is also why summer is the wrong season: the path is open, hot, and without a scrap of shade.
The reward is the quiet and the long view. On a clear shoulder-season day you can have miles of shoreline bench to yourself, with Antelope Island across the water and the Oquirrh and Stansbury ranges standing over a lake that looks, from up here, like a sheet of hammered metal.
Shared land, and target shooting. Part of Stansbury Island is BLM public land and part is private, and the two mix along the route, so stay on the marked trail and respect posted boundaries. This is also a popular spot for legal target shooting, so be aware of your surroundings, make your presence known, and wearing blaze orange or another bright color is a sensible habit out here. There is no water, shade, or help nearby, so carry what you need and turn back with margin.