The East Bay Regional Park District (EBRPD) is a special district operating in Alameda County and Contra Costa County, California, within the East Bay area of the San Francisco Bay Area. It maintains and operates a system of regional parks which is the largest urban regional park district in the United States. Their administrative office is located in Oakland.
As of 2012, EBRPD spans more than 112,000 acres with 65 parks and over 1,200 miles (1,900 km) of trails. Some of these parks are wilderness areas; others include a variety of visitor attractions, with opportunities for swimming, boating and camping. The 1,100 miles (1,770 km) of trails are frequently used for biking, hiking, and horse riding. Nearly 150 miles (241 km) of paved trails through urban areas link the parks together.
Read more about East Bay Regional Park District: History, Notable Parks, District Parks, District Trails, Public Safety and Support
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