I remember being so tired I couldn't stand anymore by the time stash came around. We drove 24 hours before we hit the traffic and the radio turn-around message. Then we walked. Miles. Then some more. But yeah around stash, my body gave out and layed in the dirt until I couldn't listen anymore. I walked out and went to bed a very sad dude. The first set of first night I listen to on occasion. I've never regretted going, though. I felt compelled to walk. There was no other option. Besides, wasn't my suburu, fuck it.