Back in 1973, I was riding home from work in Manhattan Beach...on my Yam 360 enduro...At luch time, I rode home to get something to eat, I also checked the mail, my tax refund check came, so..I put it in my pocket so I could deposit it at the bank, welp, I get to the bank after work, fill out my deposit slip....and NO frekin check..
Seems it fell out of my pocket in route to the bank, so like a madman, I traced my ride, I actually rode my bike at about 5 mph next to the curb, looking, and looking..I was gettin pretty scared, and nervous..anyway, after retaceing my steps twice, I finally found it..RELIEF..!!! Oh, the check was only 693.00 but back then that was a nice piece of change...
You can bet your life, I NEVER, EVER carried anything of value, or importance in my pockets again...except my wallet..
As for carrying my cell, I put it in the trunk..of my gixxer, raped in a hand towel.