I think most of us are talking about "crushed stone", not "gravel".
"Gravel" is a natural product, little stones that have been formed by water and abrasion and whatnot. It is dug up at gravel pits, and washed and sorted. Locally, much of the soil is gravel, rounded stones that are creamy shades of yellow, orange, and white, and I guess mostly polycrystalline quartz. Locals call it "bank gravel", which I've always guessed means it's also available on river banks where the river tumbles it smooth. I have several big gravel pits surrounding my house, and a "Gravel Pit Road" nearby. There are big manmade hills of it near local roads, sorted by size, and many ponds of the washwater settling out. A couple miles from here there's even a conveyor belt that crosses over Interstate 95 like a road overpass. People buy this for ornamental uses like gardens. But I find it a pain, as anyplace around my home that is not paved is full of this gravel, in sizes from pea to a couple inches, trying to twist my ankles and make wheels slip as if on ball bearings. In our woods, trees are ringed with visible gravel. Augering through it is a nightmare, and I can jump around (briefly) on a pointed spade as if it were a pogo stick. What's not gravel is clay cementing it together.
"Crushed stone" is angular, and in this part of the country much of it is gneiss, gray with beautiful fine textures.