On our way to Alameda Point we witnessed this horrific disaster - a massacre of countless, innocent gummy bears who appeared to have been hanging out at a local gas station just before the weather turned fatally warm.
Looks like some tried to escape from what must have been ground zero (a magnifying glass?) but were overtaken by the heat and stopped in their sticky tracks. Devastating. Something you don't get over easily.
We continued on our way to what is still a blissfully empty ghost town to ride our bikes. On my supercool Electra Townie, I was cruising in comfort and style and could have stayed out there all day.
Heading back home, we realized it's only a matter of time before that land is developed and it will be a ghost town no longer. I hope future development stays caught up in red tape for decades.