‘Emerging threat’: Golden mussel infestation upending life in the Delta — help isn’t coming

SPURTS OF GOO oozed between Jeff Wingfield’s fingers as he methodically crushed a handful of golden mussels, popping the shells of the tiny invaders like bubblewrap. 

“You can just push your way right through them,” said Wingfield from the dock where he stood at the Port of Stockton, looking down at the thimble-sized debris in his palm.