90 day: stolen backpack – The Trek

I wake up on Woody’s floor, both Woody and Beaker continue to sleep. I get out of the barefoot room, walking to the «Continental Breakfast» room feeling hanging after the two beers I had the previous night on the CDT paths. There is a bread bar, a broken toaster and packaged donuts.

Audible, another CDT hiker, is talking to an older man who walks along the Colorado path. They are discussing calories and alpine diseases. I listen while I choose my toast.

I get in when audible starts talking about mayonnaise. I can’t help it.

«A few weeks ago I began to eat May just to complement my meals,» I say. Audible looks fun, Colorado Trail hiker is shocked.

«Are you through a trip?» He asks. I look at my neon blue wind pants, bare feet on the dirty and mosaic floor. I apparent my entangled hair.

«… yes,» I say, regretting together with the conversation. Too late. I am in that, now.

The Co Trail walker turns to ask me about the basin.

«He sucked a little,» I say, dryly. The man laughs.

«You are the first hiker who has been honest with me,» he replies. We talk about sand that crushes your feet and incomplete water. I tell him that he also had a bad hitch experience.

«Oh, I bet that it has to be difficult as a woman,» he says, leaning close to me. «I am very professional, I have daughters,» he says, falling to a whisper.

We talked more before wishing the best and returning to our room, leaving with a beaker to replenish in Safeway.

We see backpacks aligned outside the store, hiding glasses in a corner next to an ice machine. We make our resupply purchases, then the precipitate vessels are heading to the next store to pick me up rubber gloves in the rainy and snow hardware store. We are to meet again next to the ice machine. I am sitting on the sidewalk when you approach Beaker.

«Where is my bag?» Question, the face falls. I see that it does not carry it and immediately panic. Moments later we realize that your team has been stolen.

I run inside and find a manager, asking if there are security cameras.

«…because?» The manager asks.

«All our team, all our belongings were stolen …» I say, breaking a voice slightly.

«I am calling the police, we are recovering things, wait outside,» he says, quickly moving away. Honestly, I had not occurred to the police for a backpack, but the man left before he can say something.

The next ten minutes are a Walkie Talkies blur in panic, passers -by hikers who help and finally run. Someone saw a woman run behind the store with a backpack. Safeway manager, the beaker and another through hikers run to the back of the store. I wait in front.

A policeman arrives, sitting for about five minutes in his vehicle, on his phone. He eventually comes out.

«Hey» I say, «Safeway’s manager called because our backpack was stolen»

The police stare at me. «A backpack?» He asks.

The manager is apparently out of nowhere, without breath,

«We have the lady, she is back! Hurry!» He cries. I wonder where the glass of vessels is.

The policeman begins his car and accelerates. I feel on the sidewalk waiting, wondering what could be happening behind this Safeway.

The manager goes to my side and lights a cigarette.

«He obtained his bag, now he is with the police,» says the manager. «No one fucks my travelers»

He throws his new cigarette to the ground after two puffs, taking him out and moving away.

An eternity later, Beaker emerges from behind the store that seems stressed.

The women had been seeing Beaker and me, waiting for the right time to take their pack. When they found her, she had abandoned half of her things behind a garbage container and quickly moved away with her value objects in her bag.

Beaker confronted her, shouting to bring her things. She turned a story about finding our things and trying to return it.

The police arrived, several people who separated the beaker and urged him to press the charges. His bag was recorded and the belongings returned.

She had started the strap from her pack in an attempt to remove the PLB. Otherwise, everything was returned. No charges were pressed.

When Beaker left, he took out his fleece hat that he had been trying to give away. He greeted the women who had stolen his bag.

«Do you want a hat?» asked.

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