Lucky!!!

After doing an 8 mile MUni ride this morning, through countless stream crossings, mud, leaves and so on, I was riding the last few hundred feet to my car, when I reached down for my car key fob…and it was gone! I thought, OMG! How did this happen? I had no way to get into my car, and my cell phone was inside too!

My cycling shorts have a special key pouch with a strong velcro closure, and I always carry it there with no problems, until today. I checked my other pockets, my backpack in case I might have put it there, no luck. I then looked to see if there might be a hole in the key pouch, but there was not. It must have just “popped” out somewhere along the 8 miles, due to me not fully closing the velcro.

I thought my chances of finding this tiny, black key fob would be slim and none, especially if it had dropped into a running stream, or it might be hidden under leaves or mud. I decided I had to go back and retrace where I had been riding. This was like the proverbial needle in a haystack!

As I was heading back up the trail my eyes were darting everywhere, in an effort to visually check every square inch of ground, and I knew that it would be very hard to spot, if at all. About two miles back into the trail I was feeling less and less confident that I would find it, there was so much water, leaves, loose ground and mud.

At about mile three I stopped and was about to give up. I looked straight ahead and there it was, about 10 feet in front of me! On a smooth, dry patch of ground, like someone had found it and placed it so nicely right there! I couldn’t believe I’d found it, and said to myself, “maybe I should play the lottery today, haha!” From now on I’ll carry the fob in my backpack, with the ring attached to the built in hook!

Lucky, that could have ended in a very long ride back home for the spare car key. :astonished:

beyond lucky! I just found out that a replacement key fob runs between $200-$300, and possibly takes days to get made and programmed! Nothing else will start the car, so AAA is pretty much useless for a “jump start” and can only tow.

I used to carry my extra back up fob, but it became defective and stopped working. The other thing I am doing now is putting my contact info on the remaining fob, so at least if I ever lose it again, someone who finds it can return it to me. :o

You wouldn’t have been lucky if you hadn’t been unlucky first! :stuck_out_tongue:
Glad you found the needle in the haystack. I love that sudden rush of success and relief!

Although, in the wrong hands you may be giving someone the information they need to find the car matching their newly found key. I’d like to think most people wouldn’t do that though.

Haha yeah, you never know, but I would only put my phone number.

I had a ring that had been missing for about 6 years fall out of my camelback the other day. At first, I found it hard to believe I had never reached into the depths of my camelback before. Then I found a key card used at the river side inn motel in moab from what quite possibly was the 2006 moab munifest. I’m terrified of what else might be in there.

Eww. Not a bad idea to dump everything out from time to time, don’t you think? I’ve had similar experiences when packing for airplane flights with my Camelbak…

The other day I found a missing cell phone in my work briefcase/backpack. It’s one I was experimenting on, with a “hacked” version of Android on it. But I thought I had lent it to one of our employees for temporary use, and couldn’t remember who it was!

Terry’s story reminds me of a similar occurrence that happened a couple of years back on Mr. Toads Wild Ride up at Lake Tahoe. At a rest stop about 3 miles from the bottom of the trail, I took off my butt bag/mobile office thingie. Apparently I forgot to strap it back on. Didn’t realize this until we got to the cars at the bottom of the trail. My cell phone and camera were in there; too much to give up on! So without water or safety gear (mistake), I headed back up the trail after the long, 14-mile MUni ride.

I asked all the cyclists coming the other way if they’d seen it, as I left it sitting on a rock. No dice. Finally I got up to the place, but it was a large area and no sign of the bag. I looked all around, in case it had fallen off the rock. Nothing. Just as I was about to head back, my phone started ringing. They called it to help me find it. It was still on top of a rock, but quite a distance from the place I’d been looking. A rock that looked the same as the one where I’d been looking. Happy me! Followed by another 3 miles back down, still with no water or hand/knee protection. Oops.

In the Netherlands we have these websites where you can enter a phone number, and a name and full address is returned. Don’t you have those over there? An email address might possibly be safer, maybe especially one that you set up for this single purpose (so that it cannot be tied to your ubiquitous online presence where you may have revealed address hints already). If it’s a free email account like hotmail, don’t forget to visit it every now and then, or it will probably get deleted.

Yeah, I should start doing that. That would cut back on the number of cliff bar wrappers that get sent through the washing machine :smiley:

Yeah I usally wash my camelbak every couple weeks or so. It also makes the zippered compartments work much smoother! :smiley:

It wouldnt have been a problem if he lost his keys… Ford would have just given him a new Fiesta :stuck_out_tongue: