Nigula Nature Reserve - Nigula Nature Reserve Administration

Nigula Nature Reserve Administration

Nigula NRA is an organisation that manages Nigula and Sookuninga Nature Reserves that are situated in South-West of Estonia on the Border of Estonia and Latvia. The main activities of Nigula NRA are: protected area management, research and monitoring, species protection, compilation of management plans and protection rules, introducing the values of the protected areas and transboundary cooperation with Latvian North-Vidzeme Biosphere Reserve in North-Livonia.

Nature reserves of Estonia
Harju
  • Laukesoo
  • Ohepalu
  • Orkjärve
  • Põhja-Kõrvemaa
  • Ruila
Hiiu
  • Kõpu
  • Paope
  • Pihla-Kaibaldi
  • Tahkuna
  • Tihu
Ida-Viru
  • Agusalu
  • Muraka
  • Puhatu
Järva
  • Endla
  • Iidva
  • Prandi
Lääne
  • Avaste
  • Leidissoo
  • Marimetsa
  • Nehatu
  • Paadrema
  • Puhtu-Laelatu
  • Silma
Lääne-Viru
  • Sirtsi
  • Toolse
  • Tudusoo
  • Uhtju
Pärnu
  • Kabli
  • Kahvena
  • Laulaste
  • Lindi
  • Luitemaa
  • Nedrema
  • Nigula
  • Nätsi-Võlla
  • Siiraku
  • Sookuninga
  • Soo-otsa
  • Taarikõnnu
  • Tolkuse
  • Ännikse
Rapla
  • Linnuraba
  • Mahtra
  • Tõrasoo
  • Vardi
Saare
  • Allirahu
  • Koorunõmme
  • Laidevahe
  • Rahuste
  • Viidumäe
Tartu
  • Alam-Pedja
  • Keeri-Karijärve
  • Kärevere
  • Padakõrve
  • Välgi
Valga
  • Soontaga
  • Tündre
Viljandi
  • Parika
  • Rubina
Võru
  • Parmu
Note: only nature reserves larger than 5 km2 included

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