Don't suppose anyone (or more likely their friends and families) found a Garmin eTrex GPS in the long grass? I think the screw that held the clip to attach it to my bike was loose and it just came off on the bumpy downhill towards the end.
The reward is a professional-standard photo of you on the final straight if you were reasonably near the front (sub 50 minutes unless you were Steve Winder who's just too bloody fast or felll into one of the changing-memory-card/yuk-the-rain-has-got-worse/the-girl-running-beside-you-was-much-prettier//whatever categories.)