Apparently it's named for all the Eastern Red Cedars there -- which aren't really cedars, perhaps in the same way that peanuts aren't really nuts; or perhaps not. All I know is I couldn't say if the trees I saw were Eastern Red Cedars or something else. I know there are many different kinds of trees, but who can tell them apart. I feel the same way about all the different kinds of birds.
This is a huge park, with some nice amenities. And the swimming pool looks like it'll be pretty amazing if you're into that kind of thing -- once the renovation is finished. Now it's just a big, empty hole. Plus there's horse riding. Maybe I should have picked up a remembrance at the gift shop, which is also a thing at this park, in the main office. Well, I have my memories.
Even though there were people there in the camping area, I didn't come across anyone on the trails.
There seemed to be a lot of these big stones along the two mile Cedar Forest Trail. (This is off to the side of the actual "trail", by the way.)
Despite my leisurely pace, I made it back in less than an hour, so I figured I had time to try the half-mile Cedar Glades Trail. Besides the shorter distance, it was a much easier stroll due to being a wider trail with a lot less roots and stones in the path.
