I was out backpacking with friends on the Washington coast. We didn't get a permit on our way out. A park ranger stopped by our camp and when he saw we didn't have permits he sat with us for a bit while he wrote one for us. We asked him about his job and he was telling us how he had been cleaning up dead marine mammals off the beach all day. That there was the worst case of red tide blooming that he had ever seen. We currently had a pot of mussels cooking on our fire.
If we had gotten a permit, he probabltly wouldn't have stopped to talk with us.
If he had come by an hour later, we would have all already eaten the poisoned shellfish.
If he had come by the next morning, he might have just found a pile of bodies.