San Onofre State Beach is a 3,000-acre (12 km2) state park located in San Diego County, California, USA. The beach is 3 miles (5 km) south of the city of San Clemente on Interstate 5 at Basilone Road. Governor Ronald Reagan established San Onofre State Beach in 1971. With over 2.5 million visitors per year, it is one of the five most-visited state parks in California, hosting swimmers, campers, kayakers, birders, fishermen, off-duty Marines, bicyclists, sunbathers, surfers, and the sacred Native American site of Panhe.
Since 2007, the Orange County-based corporation Transportation Corridor Agency (TCA) has been lobbying to construct a six lane toll highway through the state park and a habitat reserve in Orange County, despite local and national objections.
Located between San Onofre Bluffs and San Onofre Surf Beach is the San Onofre Nuclear Generating Station (SONGS), which potentially generates enough energy to power 1.5 million homes in Southern California.
Read more about San Onofre State Beach: Park Attractions, Toll Road Controversy, Former Nude Beach Area: "Trail 6"
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