~15 years ago I remember a friend convincing me to drive a bunch of us to a rave that involved meeting a guy in grocery store parking lot between certain hours and writing down the instructions he gave us. We then drove an hour on the freeway, got off and spent 30 minutes on a series of forest service roads to get to a 2(3?) stage rave in a clearing in the woods. It went at least until sunrise, we left as the sun came up.