For my 7 month long tour across the United States, I had to pack light. I picked out my favorite, most versatile jacket and said a nice "see you later" to the rest. The jacket I picked is black, and fits me perfectly.
I bought it at an outlet mall in Woodburn, Oregon just south of Portland. It was a Christmas gift to myself and we've been through a lot together. We traveled the country, shared some good times and survived some rough adventures...
Then, 2 weeks ago on tour through Portland, Oregon (fitting, I suppose) it was STOLEN! I lost my poor jacket as part of an overnight break in to my rental car. They took some other stuff too, but unless you are my insurance adjuster that might be bordering on too much information.
I searched for a replacement but found nothing. Well, nothing that could replace THAT jacket... that one was perfect. Finally, about 2 weeks later I found the exact same jacket at a mall in suburban Seattle. I got the last one in my size, and it fit like, well like a jacket.
So you'd think that after parting with it for a couple of weeks I'd be a bit more protective right? Nope.
Yeah, I'm an idiot. But thanks to the great folks at Ralph's BBQ I am once again protected from the elements and more importantly I can look cool again.