My camera was stolen from inside the Specialized booth, in like the VIP area. (Subsequently I learned, from a security guard and local, all about how the system works and how it comes down to teamwork: you got your snatchers, your runners, and your fencers.) More importantly I Lost a card full of my all-time favorite Red Hook Crit photographs. And I’m out 8k-ish to replace my rig. Also, I will never not have good insurance ever again. But listen, I still had a wonderful experience even though I never got my illegal beach massage.