Parks Managed By Eastern Cape Parks
- Commando Drift Nature Reserve
- Dwesa Nature Reserve also known as the Dwesa-Cwebe Provincial Nature Reserve
- Dwesa-Cwebe Marine Protected Area
- East London Coast Nature Reserve
- Fort Fordyce Nature Reserve
- Great Fish River Nature Reserve
- Doubledrift Provincial Nature Reserve
- Great Kei Nature Reserve
- Kei Mouth Reserve
- Great Kei River Private Nature Reserve
- Hluleka Nature Reserve also known as Hluleka Provincial Nature Reserve
- Hluleka Marine Protected Area
- Mkhambathi_Nature_Reserve also known as Mkambati
- Pondoland Marine Protected Area
- Mpofu Nature Reserve also known as Mpofu Provincial Game Reserve
- Oviston Nature Reserve
- Silaka Nature Reserve also known as Silaka Provincial Wilderness Reserve
- Thomas Baines Nature
- Tsolwana Nature Reserve
- Water's Meeting Provincial Nature Reserve
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