Can you believe this shit?
At about 6:00 AM, I walked into the lobby of the hotel, thinking that I’d get a cup of coffee and check on the bike. I walked outside the front door of the hotel, and looked at the empty parking space, which had my bike parked in it just 11 hours before.
The bike was missing, and while I remained calm, I became agitated that the Front Desk of the hotel was not treating the problem with urgency. That said, they did call the police, and I was told to walk 2 blocks to the police station, and talk to them.
I visited the 1st Police station, and then the 2nd, at which point I was told to work with an officer, who would take my statement. I provided the officer all of the details, and then he told me that the investigating team would likely take 1-3 days to get back to me, but that kind of a delay would kill me and my plans, so I begged them to do something.
It did not look like there would be much, if anything they could do, so I accepted the fact that my bike was now lost, and I started thinking about how I would finish the tour. I had several options, none of which were anywhere near perfect.
- Rent a car for the European portion, and then ride in the support vehicle for the remainder of the trip
- Fly back to the US, buy another bike, ride to Toronto, and start the process all over again. This seemed very unlikely, as all of my paperwork for the trip has already been submitted, and it was submitted and related to a different bike, so this seemed impossible.
- Buy a bike in Europe, and use it for the tour, selling it at the end.
In the end, all of these options had problems, and none were especially effective, or reasonably priced. So, while I was contemplating the problems, I got a call from the Police offers, who informed me that they found my bike. Apparently, the bike was “walked” down the block, and into an alley, where a cover was put over it, and it was staged for the next step in the theft operation.
I walked to inspect the bike, and it was virtually perfect. No damage, no problems. I started the bike and rode it to the hotel, and began packing, and getting ready to depart.
For sure, I’ve learned a number of lessons about securing my bike, and I won’t get caught off-guard again.
Now, let’s get back to our regularly scheduled program, already in progress…