We all get lost. If you think that you've never been lost, then you are lost right now. In this life we live, no matter how sheltered, scheduled, planned, and corralled we are, entropy always wins and we still find ways of getting lost.
What happened to you when you got lost? Were you angry, frustrated, scared, uncertain, maybe a little bit excited? Did you plod on, figure your way out, ask for help, benefit from another's pity? Afterwards, did you feel relieved, happy, embarrassed, thankful? Maybe you felt more alive?
The Lost Boys are a group of people dedicated to getting lost on bikes. We exist on the spirit of cooperative adventure. Though they may be spirited, our rides are always non-competitive. You might see us at events like Gentlemen's Races, but we only race to pick up the check (he who pays the check automatically wins the next argument). We drink, some of us smoke, we're generally reliable when it comes to bad decision-making. To be downright honest, you're probably best off not following us, because we can pretty much guarantee we're lost.
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