Armstrong Redwoods State Natural Reserve

Armstrong Redwoods State Natural Reserve is a state park of California, USA, preserving 805 acres (326 ha) of Coast redwood trees (Sequoia sempervirens). The reserve is located in Sonoma County just north of Guerneville, California.

Coast redwoods are classified as temperate rain forests and they need wet and mild climates to survive. The rainfall in Armstrong Redwoods averages 55 inches (1.4 m) per year, almost all from September through June and predominantly in winter. Additionally the trees are often shrouded in fog, particularly from June through September, which is otherwise a dry season with little or no rain. This fog helps to maintain the moist conditions needed for the redwoods to survive during the summer.

Read more about Armstrong Redwoods State Natural Reserve:  Notable Trees, Recreation, Park History

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