When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry, The Peace of Wild Things
The park was named for its stunning mudstone arches, which were formed by sediment deposits and carved out of the cliffsides by the Pacific Ocean. When the cliffs eroded away, these standalone arches were left. Three such arches used to be found at this beach, but one fell during the early 1900s and another during a storm in 1980. The only remaining arch is also at risk of collapsing due to natural processes of erosion.
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