Cathy's tricycle, the brand new one, was stolen last Monday night about 9:15. We had moved from Orlando back to Bushnell on Sunday and were parked early in the afternoon. After unpacking and getting something for supper, we were chillin' at home. It was a pleasant evening so the windows were open and I heard some kids outside on the road talking. It didn't concern me since it is Spring Break and there are youthful guests are not uncommon. But, about two minutes later I heard 2 or 3 sets of footsteps running away. I immediately knew what had happened and opened the door to look where it had been parked, but no trike. While I was calling the cops, Mom went out with Dixie and spotted one kid running down the highway.
A Deputy Sherrif came about 20 minutes later to get the story and he pretty much knew where the culprits likely lived. There is a very low class neighborhood called Croom or Croom-a-Coochie just a half mile or so south of the campground. The cop told us many of the teens there have already been in and out of jail more than once. I sensed he had low expectations of recovering the trike. But he did say they would not have an easy time selling it - none of their neighbors would have money for such a luxury and if they offered it to another snowbird, they would be skeptical and question where it came from.
The officer explained to us that FL has a victim re-imbursement program in which money and profits from sales of recovered stolen goods is returned to compensate victims. It may take 3 months for a claim to work its way through the system though. We reported the incident to our insurance company and a reimbursement check is already on the way to us. In addition a new Trike is also on the way from Amazon and should be here this week. So the matter will be resolved, but the experience was troubling!
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Somebody in the Campground has been painting "faces" in scars on the trees around the park. I admire the eye and imagination as well as the talent required to create these small folk art gems. I hope you enjoy seeing them. I will not attempt to describe them but choose to let your imagination run wild!
So much for the art. Recently a storm system passed and left the sunset display below for us to enjoy.
And the family of Sand Hill Cranes have reappeared after only a pair had been regular visitors. I think the one in the center is the chick.
That's all until next time.
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