The reason for the park is, of course, to protect the trees. So tall are they, that I had to make a composite to get the whole tree in one picture. Although Augustus Dowd didn't truly "discover" the trees, it was he who brought them to the attention of the world in 1853.
Of course some enterprising individuals had to find a way to exploit the discovery
so they cut down the "Discovery Tree", removed the bark and reassembled it for a traveling exhibition. It took five men 22 days to do the deed. At its base it was over 25 feet in diameter, large enough that they built a dance pavilion on top of its stump and a bowling lane on the log.
In death, these fallen giants provide a nursery for new life. Here a young dogwood is growing on a fallen tree.
This tree "The Mother of the Forest" had its bark removed while it was left standing. Killed by the loss of its bark, it later burned.
Another indignity suffered by these mighty trees, a tunnel was cut through this one.
The tree struggles to survive with one limb alive at the very top.
Years of fire suppression has resulted in a build up of fuel. Foresters have come to realize that they can't prevent forest fires but the can make them manageable by burning off underbrush at times of their choosing. We came upon this management fire at the end of the road. We watched as the crew built bonfires of small shrubs and low branches in hopes of preventing a catastrophic fire in the future.