Let me assure you, i feel worse than my shoes look. We did fantastically given that we were lost for four hours. After 3 hours of lost-ness we just decided to head for the sound of the cars on the freeway. We were so mentally drained that when we arrived at a sign posted track junction that was marked on the map, we decided that "we could not possibly be there" so we spent the next 30 minutes to come up with the idea "bugger it lets just assume we are here cause its all we got". After some fabulous night nav followed by a wicked ridge line attack in the early hours, we managed to to secure 11th place and a suspected fracture in my foot. Now i am going to eat like an anaconda and sleep all winter...