Cape Meares National Wildlife Refuge
Cape Meares National Wildlife Refuge protects one of the last remaining coastal old growth forests.
This Oregon refuge set on Cape Meares has provided protection since 1938 for Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock, some more than 200 feet (60 m) tall and hundreds of years old. The conditions are ideal habitat for several threatened bird species, including Bald Eagles and Peregrine Falcons—the latter once at the brink of extinction. A pair of Peregrine Falcons has resided here since 1987.
The Oregon Coast Trail passes through the center of this headland refuge where interpretive displays describe its many inhabitants. It is possible to see migrating Gray Whales, three types of scoter, Western Grebe, and Common Loons. A wildlife viewing deck provides a seasonal view into the aerie of a falcon pair.
Three Arch Rocks National Wildlife Refuge and Oregon Islands National Wildlife Refuge are easily seen from the cape. Also, Cape Meares Light, and an Oregon state park are adjacent.
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