There's no escape– oh wait.

I was on a public transportation odyssey today when I came across this curious gate. One can envision an apocalyptic scene of overturned and burning cars, crumbling buildings, brimstone raining down from the sky and marauding packs of dogs. And the desperate citizenry lined up, single file, to exit through the gate.

Something Isn't Quite Right Here

So, uh, was this Historic Life-Saving Station poorly run? Are these the, let's say, negative outcomes? See, a good Life-Saving Station really ought not need its own cemetery.

This troubling sign comes courtesy of Point Reyes National Seashore. While I'm not above poking a little fun at the place, I do truly adore the park and the whole Tomales Bay area.