A thief in the night

No matter where you go and how beautiful it is, there always has to be someone who ruins it. This was true of our trip to The Narrows. We hadn't seen anyone all day and when we camped we imagined that our castle extended several kms. Can you imagine our surprise when we discovered that we were robbed whilst we slept?

It is of course ones natural instinct to sleep closely to ones belongings but, on advice from the National Park, we didn't hoard our food in the tent but left it suspended unattended from a tree. In the morning when we went to retrieve our breakfast the evidence of a dirty thief was staring us in our face. The thief had gained access to the suspended bag by chewing through it and had taken every single one of our King Henry's hot and spicy nuts. It hadn't taken our blueberry bagels (which was fortunate as we had intended that they would be our breakfast), it hadn't taken our cereal bars, our fruit or our canyon mix. No, the thief clearly had a liking for hot and spicy nuts. We quickly blamed a cheeky chipmunk, but i was surprised that it had a taste for the nuts as they were in fact quite spicy. Anni confirms, "Yes, I thought that they were hot too, I even had to have a sip of water after eating a small handfull". We half expected to see the creature by the side of the river, clasping its belly regretting eating so many spicy nuts. But no, it had vanished like the rotten thief that it was.

The evidence. I believe this counts as forced entry and would be punished quite harshly if the courts were ever to catch the villain!