All of the above.......
The only time I was really nervous however was when a group of 7 of us were in the middle of the Chequamegon-Nicolet. We knew we had to keep an eye on our gas, but we kept going a little farther hoping to find a town. We got about 80 miles out and couldn't even see a light in the sky that would tell us there was a town near by. There was no traffic on any of the roads we crossed. The map we had was useless because we ended up in Lincoln County not Taylor. Our cell phones.....yeah they were useless too. No reception anywhere. The funny part was that none of us knew the phone number back at the cabin anyway.
We decided to turn around and head back. I was bringing up the rear cause I knew my sled and the other EFI would make it back. I was just waiting to see tail lights go out in front of me. It was a weird feeling.
Once we got back into Taylor County, we ended up taking the roads back home just to save on mileage. Glad to say all the sleds made it back to the cabin. A couple in the group were on fumes, and the smell of burnt slide plastic was strong in the air.
I hate big forests.