The bra was crumpled up in the same place since at least yesterday afternoon. Clearly someone had examined it since then since it was spread out theis morning.
I’m surprised to hear it’s been then more than a few minutes. It looked like it just fell out of a pannier or something. It didn’t appear to be torn or anything like that.
The only underclothing I’ve found on my bike travels was a bra that I saw fall out of the bag of a woman who was very thankful but embarrassed when I pointed it out to her.
Here’s my bra story. Many many many years ago, some team mates of mine went for an early ride on the Old Dominion when we spotted this woman jogging with her bra on. Not a jog bra but a BRA BRA. The forecast that day was hot hot hot. Upper 90’s for the high so we decided to ride early and not get cooked so much. After passing her we looked at each other with a “what da heck was that” face. I don’t think I could ride in my undies even if the temps were hot. It would be too uncomfortable. Perhaps she liked the attention. Who knows.