YES! On our first night on the playa, we were on a whirlwind tour. After months of planning and a truly "adventurous" journey we had finally made it!!! We had 15 virgins in our camp and they wanted to see everything IMMEDIATELY! So after the eclipse we hit spot after spot, scanning the air for the best beats, meeting and greeting all of the others that came home. It was MAGIC! After a few hours, we decided to chill a little so we hopped on a art car. Now, I tend to be cautious anywhere I am and I had the thought "..my bike is still over there" I felt a little reluctance especially because on the mad dash to hit the playa I'd left my lock in camp. However, I was where I wanted to be and it was "faux" chained to the other bikes. Anyhow a few hours later dragged my ass back and SURPRISE! No bike. I looked around for awhile and no dice. Man was I bummed, 4 burns, 3 of them organizing a camp of 30 (trucks,food, personalities,terrified virgins,money) and I leave my bike unlocked!!
So checked again next morning, same thing. Now one thing I had stressed to our virgins was the fact that when you wanted or needed something on the playa all you have to do is "will" it to yourself. Acknowledge it, ask for it and let it go! Ice cream, pizza, massages, situations whatever. So they kept saying "Well, why don't you Just will it to yourself", I SO wanted to strangle someone!!!
Long story short (too late! HAHAHA) I tried to let it go, but I couldn't help but keep an eye out for it which just keep feeding the attachment. Finally, the last day comes. I say to myself "I'm gonna go back to where I left it and it is going to be there!" and on my way there I let go of it as hard as I could (HAHAHAHAH!) and lo and behold when I get there.......it ain't there! "F*ck.." I thought on the way back to camp "...it didn't work."
So we pack up, do our moop sweep and head out. Long glorious burn it was. Thank goodness the exodus was SOOOOO long because it gave us sometime to rest. For about 3 hours, I was sitting in the passenger side nodding off into bits of fitful sleep getting ready for my shift when suddenly right out of jolt (ya know when you jolt awake from falling asleep) I look over and 2 lanes away I SEE MY BIKE!!! I knew it was mine because I had plastic bell that broke off when we packed them in the truck and I left rubber ball part connected! So I hopped out made my way over, knocked on the window. And with the post burn glow the guy rolls down his window, I let him know in a firm, loving way that that was my bike on the back of his car and thanked him for bringing it back to me, and without hesitation walked to the back and unhooked my bike. For the rest of the exodus I rode my bike around the open playa, till our truck reached the front, thanking the universe for such a wonderful gift!
I so love the playa!!!!