I think I would enjoy sitting on a delta as much as I would riding through the Delta. And yet, and yet - I wish I was there, too. OK, maybe I wish I was there in the photographer's car, at least part/most of the time - my ancient legs would have kept me drifting farther and farther from the back of the pack. Either way, on my bike or learning out of a car window, It would have been a kick to get my Rapha jersey mud and dust splattered on such an epic adventure.
My write up is in the archive, though Daniel's is much better.
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