I live in a town where break-ins aren’t common. It’s just far enough from the city to elude everyday urban crime and just remote enough to discourage thieves from even going to the effort.
Despite that, I returned to my local trailhead recently to find a busted rear backseat window. My trusty Forester had been accosted while I was on a lazy little hike. Glass shattered inside and outside. My purse was missing.
For some reason, I felt vulnerable yet not as mad as I would have imagined. I immediately went into action mode while processing the odd event.
I was doing something healthy, peaceful. I was walking in the woods. Coming back to smashed glass and my stuff rooted through felt like an affront. But it also sent me a wake-up call about just how ignorant I am when it comes to safety in the outdoors — or in general, really.
The irony of it all was the trespassers, who were committing a felony not just a misdemeanor, by breaking, entering, and stealing my purse, dug through nearly $1,000 of outdoor gear to find my purse and race away with exactly $9. I would have paid more than that to see the look on their faces when they found out.
Who’s Smashing and Dashing?
The cops informed me that some “young druggies” had been casing trailhead parking lots around the Front Range in Colorado for a quick smash and dash for cash.
In my case, it was a small dirt-road roundabout with one other car parked directly in front of mine. It was freezing cold. No one was on the trails. And nothing happened to the other car.
I did everything right, right? I hid my purse, albeit under a pile of outdoor gear I was bringing home from work. How did they even see it in that stash? Either way, it happened. I acted fast, calling the police to report the incident and quickly canceling the cards in my purse.
Luckily, I took my phone, ID, and two major credit cards on my hike. So I didn’t have to start from scratch. But I did have to take a hard look at what I take for granted every day: where I live and what I do in the outdoors.