I was volunteering with the outdoor fox today.  Just there as another body help out as he shepherded people through caves, up mountains and sliding down rivers.

When I returned to my car it was unlocked.  I thought I locked it, but simply passed it off as shameful forgetfulness.  Then as I drove home I thought the passenger window was a bit blowy.  A quick scan in the wing mirror showed something to be amiss.  Some one had pry-ed the door frame open and unlocked the car.  I checked everything that was left in the car and everything seemed to be in its place.  Nothing was taken!  Even my Black Diamond Half Dome climbing helmet!  Obviously they don’t know a valuable when they see one.