welcome Slacker '62!
I was going on ten years old & spending the summer with my grandparents at their small cottage in Southampton, NY. My brother & I would go fishing for fluke & snappers in Shinnecock bay with my grandfather. My folks had gone that weekend to New Haven, CT to see the NY Jets play the NY Giants in a preseason game, (the Mike Battle game, which resulted in hurdling a player becoming illegal in the NFL). My old man complaining about all the damn hippies on the NY state thruway.
The guy who sits across from me at work went, parked his car 5 miles away & walked the rest of the way to the concert. Afterwards he & his buddy walked back to the car slept and then took off for home the next morning. Don't feel too bad that he missed some of the headliners, he saw Hendrix 5 times & never fails to rub that in.