Happy day with fire

Today I had the opportunity to observe my camp from a height (10 meters). It was in the evening, in the dark. Tourists bustled about below with flashlights. Actually, no people were visible, only the rays of LED flashlights scurried here and there. Nobody saw me, I saw everyone, and the thought itself came into my head - oh, what a cool partisan. I can sit here until the morning and no one will find me. A couple of minutes of chewing on this thought gave birth to the next one. If the guys knew that I was hiding somewhere and decided to find me, then they would have succeeded very quickly and I would have been a hunted animal, and not a tough partisan.
From all this, I happily drew the following conclusion - you won’t find anything unless you look for it. Although no, not like that. We have not found something only because we are not looking, and we are not looking because we have no idea about its existence. Thus, information about an object (in this case a guess) is much more important than the object itself. At least initially...
N-n-n-no.
This is all bullshit. Because it's boring.
But standing on a rock and looking at lanterns - yes, it’s cool.