Unfortunate, but I suppose there has to be a few bad apples out there. I believe an RVer stole my bicycle.
I realize I’m in Las Vegas. I realize I chose not to lock this bike up — a calculated risk versus the convenience of hopping on for quick errands. And I also know the odds are 95% that this bike was stolen by someone who already knew it’s whereabouts and the fact that it wasn’t locked up. Here’s why:
1. There are never suspicious visitors in this park. We sit pretty far off the road with high security walls surrounding the perimeter. There is a gate where the ranger is posted and, from a distance, you can never tell when someone is not at their post doing the rounds. I’ve never seen someone here that doesn’t belong.
2. I’m in one of the back rows. By the time a suspicious person even got to my row, he would have been reported.
3. It was pretty well concealed on my back bumper : behind the rigs in the next row, a picnic table, a tree, and a large circuit box.
4. Despite not be locked up, it would take a close look-see to determine that — or someone that had seen me use it.
Unfortunately, I’m 95% certain that an RVer stole my bike. One black eye for the once-sacred RV fraternity…