I did feel slightly terrible making jokes about his situation, and it appears that karma has punished me with a twist.
You may recall the corner of Excalibur Way where he had lit a fire previously reported here by a couple accounts.
Well yesterday morning I left early and for the first time didn't check/close the top box zip.
Of the socks and jocks closest to the end, it was the jocks that flew out on the path to road drop/bump.
I only realised at the top of the next hill before the downhill to Reid Highway underpass (his regular spot) when I stopped to take the arm warmers off. I didn't know they (jocks) were so close behind, so for the whole way home wasn't going to retrace the steps, and briefly grieved over the lost new pair of jocks.
On the way home, I started looking in the home stretch and quickly found it here.
The issue now is did I beat him to my undies, or has he used/abused them as silent punishment for this thread.