Seriously, what is the point of taking the front wheel off your fancy – very fancy – road bike in order to lock it to the frame if the lock in question is the sort a twelve-year-old could open with a pair of nail scissors? I suppose it would slow the twelve-year-old in question down a little as they reassembled the bike, unless they were really good at wheelies. Then again, the bike in question was parked next to a nice if rather elderly three-speed shopper which wasn’t locked at all. I suppose its owner decided the thieves would concentrate on the fancy road bike*.
The Guardian Bike blog had a piece about bike theft that included the line
These days it is impossible to imagine ever leaving home without two bike locks. The correct locking technique, involving two different style locks around both wheels, is as drilled into cyclists as looking before crossing the road.
It got the usual pasting in the comments for its London-centric bias. But it is true that when you live in London you can’t imagine leaving home without an armoury of locks. It’s only when you escape that you realise there are places where you can imagine – indeed you often do – leaving home without even one lock
*Although, personally, if I was going to nick any bike, it would have been the three speed I’d have taken. But I’m a little strange that way.