I was camping along a rail trail. I'd call it stealth camping but I had to leave my bike near the path so it wasn't all that stealth.
I rig an alarm on the bike in cases like this and sure enough in the middle of the night it went off. It woke me up and I panicked, I didn't know what to do. I started barking like a mean junk yard dog. In a couple of seconds I heard feet running down the cinder path. I checked the bike and nothing was missing. I didn't sleep all that well for the rest of the night.