We were heading off to school last Thursday, Hudson went out the front door to get his bike off the porch, where he should not leave it, and I went downstairs to get my bike. He came downstairs and said his bike isn’t on the porch. Sure enough, it wasn’t. Must’ve been stolen.
Today, we took the drone to Miller Field and met Justin there with his drone. He said he had just seen a bike that looked just like Hudson’s while he was walking there. Sure enough, it was his bike!
It was found just a couple blocks away from the house on a street we’d never had gone down if we hadn’t decided to go fly the drone that day. Amazing luck.
Poor Justin, Hudson was not offering a reward. I hope Hudson has learned to appreciate his stuff more and takes better care of it.